Contract With The Alpha King by Brey Mitchylle

Chapter 128

"Envoys from the other families?" Fiona frowned and looked at Elijah. The great families" As far as she knew, only two of the great families attended the banquet last time. One was the Rosenthal Family, and the other was the Blackthorne Clan, who sent an Omega to join

the banquet.

Many thought it was an insult, but the King happily welcomed the guest with open arms. This was because the Five Great Families had long distanced themselves from the Royal Family. In fact, some of them had lived so far away from human civilization that only a few older generations of werewolves knew where they were located.

"What family!" Elgah asked.

"All of them have sent an envoy and Regor paused, glancing at Fiona. "They wanted to see the young lady

"Why me?" Fiona

asked: "My father and Elise are here."

"That-Regor looked at Elijah "They didn't say"

Fiona looked at Elijah again.

"Stay here. I will take care of this matter, Elijah said. "Regor, make sure no one goes in or out of this room. Elijah kissed her before he rose from his seat and left the room.

Regor simply nodded.

Once alone. Fiona's lips thinned. Why would they suddenly come now!

Fiona began pacing the room, her arms folded tightly across her chest. She thought about the sudden interest of the Five Great Families She murmured their names under her breath, listing them as if reciting a litany.

"The Blackthornes," she said, her steps slowing. Their unmatched speed and agility made them legends in South America. Their last synonymous with swiftness and precision.

name w

wat

were powerful and unpredictable, their fiery abilities as feared as their

brow furrowed. "The Nightshades. The African clan had always been ambiguous, their control over shadows and darkness earning them a

it with both hands. "The Silvermanes. Their connection to ancestral spirits made them revered in Asia, their wisdom and ethereal abilities

thin line. "And the Rosenthals. She straightened, bitterness creeping into her voice. "The healers. The ones with the blood everyone seems to want." Her hand unconsciously brushed against her arm, as if protecting the very thing that had caused so much trouble. Frona's thoughts spuraled. Why now? Why her! It was no

was the attention

stomach

pacing slowed again as she stared toward the curtained window. The faint sound of knocking startled her. It wasn't coming from the door. Her eyes dared toward the window, her bwrath hitching as she moved

curtain aside, revealing a large glass window that looked out onto a balcony. Her eyes widened as she

eyes narrowed, tension knotting her chest as figure shifted. With a

as the

opened it. "Why are you here?" she

timing a coincidence!

He glanced around

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Chapter 128

be doing well," Fiona said evenly, her tone giving nothing

The poison

you here? Fiona's gaze flicked to the door. She knew Regor wouldn't sense the intruder, the privacy enchantments ensured that much. "If you've come for help, I'm afraid I'm a

scanning her

he leaned against the wall, his arms crossed. "You don't look particularly grateful, Lady Fiona," he said, his gaze schni face. "1expected at least a modicum of appreciation for my efforts Fiona crossed her arms and arched an eyebrow. "Efforts? You mean breaking

time!"

stepping closer to her. "I mean for staging everything. If it weren't for my efforts, everyone would think you are working with the Rogue King, and you would not be here today, considered a saintess. You would probably be in a dungeon somewhere,

tilted her head her expression blank. "You're trying

skepticism. "Credit

what?" Fiona asked,

he stood a mere step away from her. "Thank you. Say. Thank you, King Romero, for giving me a new life. That's

stayed silent for a moment, trying to process his