“Wife,” Regan called as he stepped into the room, shutting the door behind. He glanced at Grace and the handmaid bowed to Ivorie before scurrying out of the room.He walked over to his closet, changing into a loose cloth as he wasn't going anywhere. He had finished training with some recruits and had taken a fresh shower.“How do you feel?” He asked Ivorie and the latter only glared at him. She wasn't going to speak to him.Regan hummed as he took a seat near her. Ivorie shifted on the bed, cursing under breath as a small pain tugged her hips.“I'm not going to eat you, you know.” Regan said in an amused tone.“No, but I can't assure myself that you won't lock me up again!” Ivorie retorted in a sharp tone. Shit! She cursed in her mind. She had spoken to him.“But you can. I give you my word, I won't lock you up again.” He said, placing his right hand on his left chest.Ivorie scoffed. Like she could take his word for it. He was a ruthless beast whose words mean nothing to him even.Sh
Ivorie's brows creased in anger. “And why would I do that?” She asked. She didn't take his words seriously when he told her earlier but it seemed he was serious about it.Why did he want to have breakfast with her? When she first arrived, he didn't want to be anywhere around her. He even slept in a different room just to be away from her. Why was he suddenly being so clingy? She wished things would return to how they were before she was locked up.“Why is he disturbing me? After locking me up in a plagued dungeon, he wants to kill me with frustration.” She said, facing Jenna.The latter smiled, “I would advise that you eat with him. I’ve known the Alpha for quite a while and I know when he is serious. If he says you won't eat unless you eat with him, you won't taste food, Luna.” The Duchess explained.Ivorie noticed how Jenna's cheeks flushed when she said she had known him for quite a while. For a moment she wondered if…never mind.“Okay, if he wants me to eat with him, I'll go.” She
Ivorie's breath became erratic, even though she tried so much to control it. Regan chuckled immediately, releasing her face from his grip.“But don't worry, princess,” he said as he walked towards the shelf in the room. “I don't plan on using the information against you.” He stated.Ivorie's brows thinned together into a frown. “I don't care whatever you use the information for. I'm not afraid of you!” She growled.Regan began to laugh mildly, making Ivorie's eyes widen. That should be the first time she had ever heard his laughter, a genuine one. The way his thick husky voice cackled was…just nice.Turning around abruptly, Regan asked, “Are you done eating?”Ivorie blinked at him before answering his question with a nod.“Good, I want to show you something.” He said. “Aren't you going to eat?” That question had left her mouth before she realized that she hated him. She wasn't supposed to ask if he wanted to eat or not. He might as well just starve himself to death, it would be good
“Luna!” The guard shouted as he rushed into the room. He went to Ivorie first and grabbed her arm, helping her up.Ivorie, still dazed about what was happening, gazed at the burning bed in awe.“I need to get you out of this place, Luna. I’ll have my colleagues check it out.” The guard said in a tone of urgency.As he pulled Ivorie along, she followed him reluctantly. He took her out of the room and down the corridor.“Wha…what was that?” Ivorie asked as she half ran down the hall with the guard, Grace was also tagging along.“I have no idea, Luna. We need to inform the Alpha about this.” The guard said as they took a turn that led to Regan's room. As they arrived, the guard knocked once and opened the door. “Alpha!” He called but there was no answer. Ivorie also looked around the room but didn't see Regan.“He must have left!” She said. The pain that she still felt had temporarily been forgotten as agitation and shock were the only things that consumed her mind.“I’ll check the cour
Her body became hyper aware of her situation and it was reacting in ways she didn't want. She didn't even notice when she leaned closer to Regan.The spell that bound them together was so strong, their minds intoxicated by each others’ scents.Boris became super excited and Regan could feel how much he longed for his mate. Knowing that if he pave ways for Boris to take control of him, he'll definitely regret his next actions, Regan's eyes turned cold, switching from the warmth and care they carried before. He leaned backward and removed his hands from Ivorie, while Boris growled in anger and emptiness.Ivorie frowned. She allowed herself to get carried away. He had been the one to back away and that would make it look like she wanted him. I don't want him! She growled in her mind.“I still haven't used my medicines.” She muttered, trying to break the spell that seemed to still linger around them.Nodding, Regan said, “I’ll have the maid bring them.”“No,” Ivorie objected. “I can take
“Alpha, wait!” Another guard yelled but Regan was beyond listening. He paced towards the first guard, his eyes dripping with killing intent.The guard shook violently as he muttered inaudible prayers. As Regan closed in on him, his eyes shut tightly.Just as the Alpha raised his hands, ready to bring it down on the guard, he was suddenly hit by the side, sending him across the room forcefully.Estan disentangled himself from Regan as they both rolled on the floor. The Alpha crashed his back onto the wall.“Get it together, Alpha!” Estan boomed.Regan shook his head before standing up. He charged at the guard again, but Estan locked him in his arms. “You don't want to kill him, Regan!” The beta said, struggling to keep Regan from moving.The Alpha grunted and pushed Estan off him. The latter was sent skidding backwards with a groan.“Regan!” Estan yelled one more time, his voice bouncing off the walls as the alchemists clapped their hands on their ears.Regan halted in his tracks, bre
“I didn't call for you!” Regan said in a slightly raised voice. Ivorie rolled her eyes.“I'm your wife, I don't need to be summoned before I can come to you.” Ivorie shot back. The sound of her affirming to be his wife felt somehow in her mouth. “Besides, you won't get anything valuable from my handmaid.” She added.Regan's jaws clenched in annoyance. He shot a glare at the guards and they all shifted uncomfortably and lowered their heads.Ivorie gestured to a guard to bring her a chair. She sighed as she took her seat, careful not to affect the aching areas of her body.“What is it you want to tell me?” Regan asked, trying really hard not to clutch his wife's neck between his fingers.“After you sauntered off earlier,” Regan's eyes narrowed, “Jenna came here.” She said.Regan's eyes quickly widened and thinned again dangerously. “What was she doing here?” He asked in a growling tone.“Sh…she brought a gift, in a tray. I don't know…it should be somewhere around there.” Ivorie said, po
“Regan, NO!” Ivorie's voice resounded in the room. Silence descended and the guards stopped dragging Jenna.The Alpha turned his face to Ivorie. She was on her feet, panting. She couldn't just watch an innocent person being killed for a crime she didn't commit.“You can't do this.” She breathed. The gaze on Jenna's face made her pity her.With arched brows, Regan asked, “Why not? She tried to kill you.”“That is still under investigation!” She countered instantly.“What else is there to find out? All fingers point at her. She tried to kill you.” Regan turned his whole body to face her. He walked closer to her in bold steps but Ivorie remained rooted to the spot. She wasn't afraid of him.“The real culprit is there to be found, Alpha. I will not allow you to take an innocent life.” She said defiantly, her face looking up at Regan's.The Alpha chuckled. If only Ivorie knew what he knew about Jenna. How she had always tried to woo him and how she seemed desperate about it. But why should