The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna by RYN

Warrior 139

Chapter 139

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As soon as Chelsea arrived, Miro found somewhere else to be.

I wished they got along but right now Chelsea's happiness was my priority.

Rising on her toes, Chelsea clung to me and made a show of kissing me so everyone around could see.

I hated that, but I couldn't help myself. Refusal is pain, and I just needed a break from the thousands of needles stabbing my scalp. After our kiss, I looked Ryn's way and saw her demeanor change when she saw Chelsea. I have to do something.

I can't trigger Ryn, and I can't offend Chelsea, either.

""Would

you love for us to go to the bar and get some drinks?" I asked her. At least that way, they both don't need to eye-stab each other.

"Actually, no," she said, clinging to me tighter as she glared Ryn's way. "I like us staying here."

"Of course." I smiled. "Anything you want, my love."

"Anything?" She asked, and I instantly became wary.

"Yes, my

love."

"When are you going to expel her?"

I stiffened. "My love, I wish I could, but according to rules, Ryn has to do something really offensive for me to expel her immediately. Without that, I stand at a risk of a lawsuit." "Oh. I didn't know that."

"Now you do, my love." I said, kissing the back of her hand. She seemed really satisfied by that, which in turn made me breathe a sigh of relief.

Just then, the doors opened, and I saw Olive Verena walk in with his entourage.

He was an Alpha Prince, with platinum blonde hair shaved in a low buzz cut. Tall like me and similarly built in stature, Olive had grey eyes and features that made women instantly swoon.

I watched him saunter in, basking in the attention the ladies gave him. Then I saw my brother cross the room to meet him halfway and welcome him.

Naturally, that was the duty of a Prince - to welcome a diplomat, but I was feeling a little arrogant and miffed about my ribs which he broke during our last fight. So instead of approaching him, I left Chelsea's side and stood at a corner not far from him nor the high table. I watched Miro shake his hand as they exchanged pleasantries and I was content being in the background just watching, but then Olive saw me and approached.

Ahh. Fuck.

before landing a

eyes for a quick second, hating his touch. "Welcome to the

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see you. How's your ribs,

than your face? I see you got surgery to

without malice or anger. "all thanks to you. I want

down from the high table where he

said with his

back here." Olive said, before they pulled

all

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my brother

talking some more and exchanging small talk about trivial things,

are you preparing

nonchalantly. "I was hoping to be up against a more notable fighter." He said, glancing my way. Immediately, I felt heat flare up through our twin bond. I glanced at Miro, seeing

I want to go

retired. I have trained my brother. You really

shouldn't underestimate my son. I

know you want me to fight your son so he can be one step closer to beating Dominic. But what if I told you you're wasting your time? We've found a sure proof way to kill Dominic and take over the North." Everyone perked

us. What is

This is a top secret of Southern Intelligence. I am in

our plan is well

father pressed, shifting forward in his seat. "You can have our elites at your disposal. In

we have an eighty-seven percent success rate. We

in his seat, his eyes moving in thought. "I'll have to think about this. Lean't just let you come onboard

you in return?" My father's eyes shimmered with desire. "Anything you want? I

father. "I'm sorry, my King. There's nothing I need at the moment. Besides, Dominic has taken a lot from the

murdered my daughter." My father said with a forceful tone, his gaze reflecting a hidden pain within.

wants him dead more than

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know about Dominic. Bring us onboard so we can work together to

What can you offer

"What are your terms?"

he paused, his eyes snagging on

damned." He spoke in awe.

including me, to see Ryn in the distance standing next to Sadie

who the