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
Ivorie could feel his breath on her face and it made something coil up in her belly, her face also heating up.She couldn't help her eyes from falling from his sexy double coloured eyes down to his thin lips. They were so narrow and so kissable. She felt the urge to crash her lips against his, to kiss him hard until his lips parted and she had access to his tongue. She wanted to taste him but she knew she mustn't.“What are you looking at, princess?” His husky voice asked in a whisper. She quickly tore her gaze away from those sexy lips of his but it was already late. The Alpha had noticed her.She scolded herself. Yet again, he was the one pulling back while she made it look like she yearned for him.“Let me go.” Her voice came out hushed even when she really wanted to yell at him. It was as if his body was a spell instruction book, telling her what to do.“Why are you so concerned about her?” Regan asked, his eyes searching for the answer to the question he asked.“Who?”“The Duches
Ivorie yelped with a start. She instantly fell backward into the water but she was lucky not to hit herself.“What are you doing here?” She asked loudly. Her arms were wrapped in front of her chest even though she was already in water, while her handmaid quickly turned her back to them.A sly smirk played on Regan's lips. “I have come to take a shower.” He simply said.“Then why did you not announce your presence so I can wait for you to finish?” Ivorie asked, trying not to allow the water to push her towards him. Her heart was beating fast in her chest.“Why should I?” Regan asked.“Because…. because we can't share a bathtub together!” Ivorie almost screamed. This husband of hers was the most frustrating man she had ever encountered.“Why not? Aren't we man and wife?” He asked, leaning forward. Ivorie moved back cautiously.“I don't want to share a bath with you, just like I didn't want to share a bed last night.” She argued, still paddling backwards with all her might.“Is that so?”