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.

she had been up for a while because she looked well-rested,

pulled her into my arms and crashed my l*ips on hers. I needed to quiet the noise and

Soon we broke the K*iss, and she stared into my eyes, searching for an

break,” I teased

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

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

able to speak to my father?”

thought she would ask more questions, but she

Aliana was guarded around me, especially concerning

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

him,” I confessed, and her eyes

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

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

at me,

of confusion at the time of my

of telling me what you think and how you feel, Aliana. If you do not tell me

afraid of me,

will see things from a different angle. You will see what I might overlook. I want you to always share

listen. I will never judge or hate you for it,”

you, Aliana,” I said, tears streaming down her cheeks as she sighed with

sometimes you are scary. You get angry, and the pressure becomes so much. It takes a lot for me not to cower sometimes. I do not

be

from here and do not want to lose

avoided me completely. I like being around you, seeing you smile and crack jokes. I love seeing you at peace and being

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

at myself every time I growled and frowned when she tried to speak up.

you feel that way, Little wolf. I will

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 was still tough

honest with you, I think they were

your father’s government that wanted to create a problem between him and the werewolves to force him to agree to the slave trade proposal, and

Kings and Lycan officials on his cabinets were the most likely

to gain

work and also crash the prices of slaves, making it more affordable, leading to cheap labour for

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