Aliana was asleep when I returned to my room.

It was a very eventful day and was still ongoing.

What her father had told me about Newton bothered me, but I needed to be careful. I was also contemplating telling her that I had seen her mother in Snow.

It would be a hard pill to swallow, and I did not know the effect it would have on her health.

How could I tell her that her mother is alive and she is in Snow as Fredrick’s forced mistress? How could I tell her that I won’t be able to rescue her mother without starting a war? I felt weak and incompetent in those moments.

I watched her sleeping peacefully. Judging by her outfit, she was dressed to follow me to her father’s house, but I had changed my mind last minute.

She was sleeping peacefully, and she looked innocent and free in those moments. She also looked fragile, and I did not want to be the one to break her. I decided I would hold on to the information a little while longer until I figured out what to do because I could not live with myself If I allowed Gwendolyn to remain in Snow at the mercy of Fredrick.

I removed my clothes to unburden myself and decided to sleep a bit. I wanted to be well rested when Piotr arrived. I did not know if his intentions were friendship or to serve as his father’s spy, but I plan to find out.

Now that I know that my father’s right-hand man at the point of his death was from Hill, and he was recommended by Aleksander, I was wary of anything from that territory.

I lay in bed, and Aliana stirred and turned towards me. She moved close, still asleep, and placed an arm and l*eg on me, holding on to me tightly. She wriggled her nose a bit because of a strand of hair close to it and flashed a gentle smile that faded immediately as sleep claimed her facial muscles again.

I held her, brushed the strand aside without t*ouching her skin and stared at the ceiling, thinking of all that needed to be done.

Sleep finally came, and I let it engulf me.

I hadn’t had a nightmare in a while, but I finally did.

I was surrounded in the woods by brown Lycans, and I could not shift.

I woke up panting, and to my surprise, Aliana was beside me, wide awake, sitting on the bed.

She looked at me with concern, and I tried to calm down.

The dream signified a deep feeling of helplessness. I felt surrounded by enemies and did not know who to trust.

It must be my subconscious interpreting my predicament and limits.

I adjusted myself by sitting, and Aliana smiled at me.

clear she had been up for a while because she looked well-rested, and all traces of sleep were gone from

quiet the noise and calm down. The

K*iss, and I felt my heartbeat steady. Soon we broke the K*iss, and she stared into my eyes, searching

guess I need a break,” I

you could just take one, too,” She said, and I smiled at

able to do much. My team and I were working round the clock. I was mad at my uncle for putting me in a condition where I

you able to speak to my father?” She finally asked, and I

would ask more questions,

Aliana was guarded around me, especially concerning her father and her

she was walking on eggshells, and I wished I could help

I confessed,

changed to hope. I k*issed her hand, and she wrapped her arms around me in

right now. At least you have more information to work with,” she said, and from her reaction. I could tell it was something she had bottled

me, and I decided to ask

of my father’s death?” I asked her, and she looked worried. I held her chin and

you think and how you

should never be afraid of me,

want to hear your opinions. You will see things from a different angle. You will see what I might overlook. I want you to always share your thoughts and

I will listen. I will never judge or hate you

to be mad at you, Aliana,” I

but sometimes you are scary. You get angry, and the pressure becomes so much. It takes

be afraid and

have nowhere to go from here and

around you, seeing you smile and crack jokes. I love seeing you at peace and

to compose herself better and continued to speak. “I also hear what people say and do not want it to seem like I am controlling you. You fought hard to gain your respect. It has nothing to do with your bloodline. You have come this far alone; I do not want you to lose your respect. I do not want you to lose face in the eyes of your kind. That is why I do not speak of my father, my people or my thoughts because I know you might react, and what you feel for me would be obvious to your

growled and frowned when she tried

that way, Little wolf. I will make more

mind telling me what you think might have caused the miscommunication between our fathers based on your father’s account of events?” I asked her, and she broke the hug and dried her tears. Her pregnancy had made her emotional, and it was pretty cute too. Her tears did not fool me. She

honest with you, I think

problem between him and the werewolves to force him

his cabinets

stood to gain

also crash the prices of slaves, making it more affordable, leading to

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