Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 100

Arlen guided Fiona deeper into the forest, her blade subtly pointed toward Fiona's back. The trees closed in around them, their dense Jetting in only slivers of light. Shadows danced across the uneven ground, making every step feel heavier. Arlen broke the silence first. canopy

"You're just pretending to be weak, aren't you!" Arlen said abruptly. "This whole thing-you've been toying with us Pretending to be ignorant, weak, and kind. The envoys and the villagers.. was that your intention ton!"

Fiona didn't slow her pace or look back. "Believe what you want," she said.

g for the right moment to strike?"

Arlen quickened her stride, coming alongside Fiona. "Ty this a traje Are your people following us right now, waiting Fiona's lips curved slightly, though she kept her eyes ahead, "If it were a trap, would your still be holding that knifes

Arlen tensed, her fingers flexing around the hit of the blade. "You're lodging the question. You planned this, didn't you?

Fiona let out a quiet breath, stepping carefully over a protruding root. "You're giving me far too much credit. Do look like someone in control of this situation

's gaze narrowed as she glanced at Fiona's hands. They were steady, her posture relaxed. Too relaxed. "You're not fooling me. Nobody does... whatever that was to him, she said, jerking her head back toward the fallen rogue. "And just walks away like it's nothing. What are your

Fiona finally turned her head slightly, meeting Arlen's eyes for a fleeting moment. "Do you always interrogate people while dragging them through the woods! Or am I just special?"

Arlen ignored the jab, her frustration mounting. "Answer me. What are you hiding?" She came here thinking this would be a simple job! She was

wrong.

Fiona stopped walking abruptly and turned to face Arlen. The sudden movement made Arlen step back instinctively, her blade raising slightly Fiona tilted her head, her expression unreadable. "You're asking the wrong questions "What does that mean?" Arlen demanded.

"It means," Fiona said, gesturing toward the forest around them. "You should be more worried about what's out here than what's in me"

Arlen's grip on the blade tightened as she scanned the trees, her eyes darting between shadows. "Don't try to change the subject"

dragged

stayed close behind her, the tension in her movements unmistakable. "Don't act like

expression calm. "And you didn't seem too concerned about dragging me into rogue-infested territory. So maybe neither of us has

"You've got answers, and I'm

know everything, Fiona interrupted, her tone sharper now, She stopped again, turning fully toward Arlen. "That's why I'm still

at the bluntness of the statement but quickly recovered. "Keep

forward but not before muttering, "You're not as

didn't respond. The two continued

the left

thought it would be further, Fiona

shut up!?" Arlen

shrugged and followed her

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