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I stayed silent for a few seconds, ' I want to know she is alright after what happened,' I said. I couldn't even believe it myself. They scoffed, not buying it. I was the cold alpha Prince who got things done even if it was killing people. I couldn't care about some rogue girl. I cut the mind link. The two rogues were yapping about something, but I tuned them off as I waited for my beta and cousin. I was relieved to see them, only so Arlon could stop talking about some young stunning Luna of his, who he cheated on with this woman.

"She is losing more blood. I am afraid if this continues, she won't be able to survive." "Please do anything to save her. She can't die. Not yet!" Luke said this to the doctor before turning his attention towards Abel. "What news did Alex find?" "The Alpha is in a coma. He has been like that for five days. I think this is the best time to get my revenge and ambush." "Hold up. You know that is not how I fight. I won't be a coward and do it like this. That is not my style."

Well, there were actually two of them since this Alpha was the one who took down the rogue. “Ahm, Adrian,” I called out, making him look back at me. “Thank you again.” “You’re welcome—” he said. “Aliyah,” I said, making him smile at me before replying. “You’re welcome, Aliyah.” Then he turned and followed his Alpha, whom I was now watching. “Thank you, A-Alpha—” Since I was a princess, it was difficult for me to bow to him, but I had to do it if I didn’t want him to find out who I was.

“Lucas, since when did I take up any of your ill advices? I am the alpha prince. I know more than you do.” The beta stood straight and looked into the eyes of the alpha prince, a move that I reckoned is a direct challenge to the alpha prince. The atmosphere got intense and I found myself analyzing the situation. The alpha prince and the beta are known to be so close to each other so I do not know the reason why they are looking at each other like they’re about to transform and tear the other up. “Alpha prince, I was put up by the alpha king to monitor your actions because he found you to be incapable of making sound decisions. I think this woman being around you is one of the things that you

She had seen him in a coma with her own eyes, and now he had regained consciousness and returned so quickly? Alpha Russel's face turned pale, his voice filled with both shock and anger. "This cannot be! Melissa, are you playing some sort of game? How could Alpha Avalor be on his way here when he was supposedly in a coma?" Melissa's heart raced, her mind racing to make sense of the situation. She hadn't lied about what she had seen. Alpha Avalor was indeed in a coma when she stumbled upon him in the human realm. But now, with the news of his imminent arrival, everything seemed to be turned upside down.

The royal prince met his gaze. With a cold smile plastered on the cruel Alpha’s face, he persuaded the frightened Omega, “It’s time to return to your chambers, my love. It’s getting cold and you're barefooted,” earning a frown from Alpha Aidem who didn't seem to believe his forced calm demeanor. “Come, my love.” The frail woman winced as soon as offers his hand to her. And that was the confirmation of the royal prince that Alpha Cyrus was indeed the person behind her mate’s injuries.

“I’m not a thing you get to use.” I met her gaze, unflinching. “Everyone is a thing, Princess. Some are simply more valuable. Now,” I said, waving my phone at her. “Your Alpha is in a coma. No one is coming for you. Not today. Not tomorrow.” I paused at the door on my way out. “Make yourself comfortable.” As I walked away, her voice followed me—raw, furious, unbroken. “You will choke on this mistake.” I smiled to myself. Let her fight. Let her rage. Let her hope. Hope made the fall so much sweeter.

"It was the seal of a Luna that kept me caged. And you were so desperate for an heir that you brought a True Luna right to my doorstep." ​Alpha Miller—the puppet of the Feral King—lunged forward with inhuman speed. ​Kaelen met him mid-air. ​The collision was like two mountains crashing together. Kaelen grabbed Miller’s throat, but his fingers sank into the dark mist instead of flesh. Miller hissed, his hand—now a claw of solid shadow—striking Kaelen across the chest. Four deep gashes appeared on the King’s skin, but instead of blood, a sickly purple smoke began to leak from the wounds.

I questioned him, now no longer struggling with the restraints. "I'm sure you're aware of who I am," The Alpha moved away from his men and neared me. "And you know exactly what you're doing here, rogue." He took a quick sniff of my scent and said. "I'm not a rogue." I hissed. "Says the one who ran away from her pack." His grin just curled a bit wider, revealing yellowed teeth. I gritted my teeth together. My canines ached to tear through this bastard. How did he even survive?!

The other servants, mostly Alphas and Betas, enjoyed their little jabs, their casual cruelties. “Heard the Prince is turning thirty-one,” a Beta named Gareth said, sidling up beside me. He reeked of sweat and arrogance, a typical Alpha wannabe. “Still unmated. Pathetic, isn’t it? A Prince without an heir. Makes you wonder if he’s even a real Alpha.” I kept my head down, focusing on the carrots. "I wouldn't know," I muttered, my voice barely a whisper.