Semua Bab The Hidden Princess and Her Enemy Alpha: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Amelia’s POVA sharp knock rattled my door. I groaned as I opened my eyes. I had finally gotten to sleep a few hours ago. I laid my head back down on my pillow, hoping whoever was knocking would go away.Then, there were another couple of knocks. Before I could sit up, the door creaked open and Diane stepped in, holding a steaming cup of tea. She quickly closed the door behind her.“Get up,” she said, “You’re not going to like what I’m going to tell you.”I yawned and stretched taking the teacup from her. “Oh man, what is it now?”She took a breath and blurted out,“Your father’s allowing Alpha Damian to stay right here in the eastern guest wing. That’s right down the hall from you.”I nearly dropped the teacup, the tea spilling out on the floor. “You’re joking.”Diane shook her head. “I wish I were. The order went out at dawn. The staff has already prepared the rooms.”I stood quickly as the anxiety began building in my chest. “He barely hid his disdain at the banquet! Now he’s allowe

Damian’s POVI stood at the window of the guest wing; arms crossed behind my back as I stared down at the stone path of the courtyard. I watched as omegas rushed by with their duties and the guards changing shifts. This wing was modest compared to the others in the Alpha King’s estate. It was set apart, like a polite exile. It was not quite a rejection, but not quite welcome either.The last time I visited Silverclaw, I was eleven. My father had brought me here once or twice for formal meetings, but even then, something had felt off. The smiles were too wide. The welcome was too eager. It was all a performance.Behind me, Morgan flipped through a book. “What are you looking for?”I didn’t look away. “I’m observing routines.”“You really plan to stay here?” he asked, giving the room a slow look. “This territory isn’t safe. They hate that you’re here even if they’re too polite to say it.”“I don’t care what they think.” I turned to him. “Let them stew in their discomfort. We’re not leav

Amelia’s POVThe moment I stepped into my room, I locked the door behind me and leaned against it, trying to breathe. My skin was still crawling from the encounter in the rose garden. Damian's eyes, his voice, the restrained force behind his words put me on edge.He was dangerous. No matter how calm he tried to appear, the truth was in his eyes with every glare. There was no warmth, no kindness in him.I crossed the room to the bed and sat on the edge. My hands were trembling slightly, so I began rubbing them. No, I couldn’t afford to be afraid. Damian was just messing with my head. I wouldn’t let him get to me.I reached for my phone and froze. Over a dozen missed calls, mostly from one person: Ronan. I rolled my eyes. Here he came again?He had sent multiple messages like crazy. Each more agitated than the last. I hated to admit that I found some satisfaction in his distress. However, the most recent message wiped the smile off my face.Amelia, it’s urgent. Meet me at the Breeze Ca

Damian’s POVI thought a shower would help clear my mind, but Gareth’s words replayed over and over, refusing to let me rest. I slumped forward, my elbows rested on my knees, hands underneath my chin.I remembered that banquet as if it had been carved into my skull. My father, Alpha Marcus, stood tall at the head table, with a goblet in his hand. He spoke calmly, commanding the hall without effort, until he started coughing. His eyes turned red, and foam spilled from his mouth as he lunged for my mother.I had only been a boy, but even then, I knew something was terribly wrong. A black wolf then lunged at father, tearing into his throat. Morgan and the guards dragged me away, protecting me. When the chaos cleared, I saw Alpha Gideon, the Alpha King now, fainted outside with blood on his clothes. I knew he had killed my father. He wanted the throne. That truth had hardened me over the years, shaping everything I became.Now Gareth’s story contradicted that belief and made it more compl

Ronan’s POVLater that afternoon, I summoned Roy, my top warrior, and Harvey, my trusted beta, into the war chamber.Harvey arrived first. I found him lounging casually against the edge of the map table, arms folded across his chest. “What is this about, Alpha?” he asked.“Plans for the future,” I replied, and Harvey nodded.Thane arrived a few minutes later. We heard his heavy steps before he entered the chamber. His gray-streaked hair was combed neatly back, and he wore the black uniform of Moonvale’s chief warrior.“Alpha. Beta,” he greeted.I stood at the head of the table. “The warriors have been slacking,” I said flatly. “Daily drills will be reinstated immediately, double the frequency. Moonvale is preparing to rise, and we can’t do that with a lazy pack.”Thane gave a single nod. “Understood, Alpha. I will see to it personally.”I turned to Harvey. He nodded firmly. “I will assist Thane to make it happen.”“Good,” I said. “From now on, every patrol goes armed, and every border