Semua Bab The Hidden Princess and Her Enemy Alpha: Bab 291 - Bab 300

Damian’s POVI checked the guard rotation with the captain at the east gate, then walked the perimeter a second time. They were as tight as one night's notice allowed. ‘Worrying will not help the situation. We have done what we can,’ my wolf reassured me but I couldn’t help it. I needed to make sure everything was close to perfect. I refused to allow anything to happen to Amelia and Silverclaw. Cedric and Morgan waited for me by the inner courtyard when I came back from walking the perimeter. “Everything up to your standard?” Cedric questioned. He had always complimented my defenses even though back then I refused to listen to any of his compliments due to misguided anger for my father’s death.“Yes, huge improvements since the last time I was here,” I responded. “Did Morgan debrief you?”“Yes, our warriors will keep an eye on Kent,” Cedric answered.“That is not enough. From the moment Kent arrives tomorrow and until he leaves, I want you both monitoring him,” I explained. “I wan

Ronan’s POVI killed the last guard outside the hall and wiped the blade clean on his sleeve. Kent's torch lifted twice in the window above me. I grinned. It was the signal I had been waiting for.I walked the path to the great doors. The doors began to open as I came up to them. I stepped through into the hall. The whispers started as soon as they saw me, sharp and shocked.My wolf was on edge and so was I. It was risky coming here. The hall was full of Alphas, and if they decided to attack me, I could take some of them down, but I would not make it out alive. The trick was reading the room before the room read me. I scanned the faces in the front rows and saw exactly what I needed to see. Confusion. Hesitation. No one wanted to make a move. No one would dare harm me with me being backed by the Rogue King.I looked at the stage and froze. The Alpha King stood there, staring back at me. This was wrong. He was supposed to be on his deathbed. The reports had said he was bedridden, barel

Amelia’s POV“I have already handled the rogue attacks on my territory,” Kent explained. “I will manage the restoration of my pack myself. I see no need to trouble the Alpha King with what is properly my own concern. I am sure there are other packs that will require your aid more than I.”Harvey turned to Kent, surprise etched across his face. Landon’s jaw flexed, and his nose flared in anger. Julian shot a worried glance at me. The other Alphas all looked visibly agitated. We were all thinking the same thing. The silent accusation was simple.Traitor.Kent must think we were fools if he thought we would believe a wolfless Alpha of a small pack could repel a rogue attack the same size that nearly crippled Lonefur and almost killed its Alpha. Even if he was no longer loyal to my father, it made no sense to refuse help. Refusal would only bring more attention unless the rogue attack never happened. Suddenly, the idea of Kent working for his own gain, playing both sides for reasons we c

Ronan’s POVHope flashed across Amelia's face when Nadia spoke, and I almost smiled. Seeing that tremor of hope, I was filled with a dark satisfaction. That was exactly what I wanted. I wanted her to feel just enough hope for her father that I could savor crushing it. Everything was still going according to plan.Amelia’s entrance said it all. She looked frantic, struggling to keep herself together. She was desperate. Something had gone wrong, and now she had no choice but to consider my demands.I put the cork back in the vial and held it up between my fingers, watching her eyes follow it. Her jaw tightened and her lips pressed together. I pretended to drop it, just to catch that flicker of panic in her eyes. Her breath hitched, a small tremor showing her fear.“That should clear me up as a traitor, right?” I asked.Julian scoffed. “You have done nothing but murder since you were exiled. Do you really think you can bargain your way out of avoiding punishment for what you have done?”

Damian’s POV“Of course I do,” Amelia responded.“Then, let him rest,” Nadia pleaded. Her eyes met mine over Amelia’s head, and she gave me the smallest nod. I understood. I put my arm around Amelia’s shoulders and turned her gently away from the door.“Amelia. Come on. Let’s go.”“Damian, I want to see him.”“You will see him tomorrow anyways.”Amelia hesitated. Julian said, "Don’t stress, Amelia. Nadia and I will watch over him. If he wakes, we’ll tell you."“You promise?”“I promise,” Julian said, and Nadia nodded.Amelia let me turn her, but she did not move her feet at first. I waited. After a moment, she took the first step on her own, and I walked her back down the corridor with her weight half against my side.We ate in our room. Amelia said little but ate everything. I felt her anxiety through the mate bond. I turned on the shower for her.“Damian, I’m not in the mood,” she said as I helped her out of her clothes."Just shower. Take all the time you need," I said, guiding he