April's POV I had dashed away and hid from Dorian and his glare. From my hiding spot, close to the door of the West Wing, I could see Ivar and Dorian talking.A shiver ran down my spine, and I began to panic. Maybe he was telling Ivar to find me and bring me to him so that he could do whatever despicable things he had in his mind to me.However, after the talk, Dorian walked away. I was stunned, and I slowly crept out of my hiding spot. What was going on? Why did he leave?Unconsciously, my hand went to my neck, and I felt the bruise. There was no way I could have healed so fast. Did Dorian do something about my neck? Was he the one that..?No.I shook my head and dismissed the thoughts. It wasn't even feasible. He hated me; why would he even care to do anything about my injury? He was the one who had caused it, and I could still remember the glaring anger in his eyes when he grabbed my neck."April?"Hearing my name startled me, and I jumped in fright, and my thoughts went down the
April's POV “What on earth is going on? Why is my father's room locked?”I tried the handle again, but it was hopeless. It was firmly shut. It only made me wonder why it was locked. No one has been here since he died. Who would want to lock it now?I exhaled, but a smile crept on my face. It didn't matter. I was going to get in one way or another. It was probably Dorian that had the room locked so that I couldn't go in. I dashed to my room and tore my drawer open.“Where is it? Where is it?"I searched the contents frantically for a while. Each second I wasted narrowed my window for looking for the pictures.Luckily, I found it and held it up to my eyes. I had planned for something like this in case I was ever locked out of Dad's room; I had taken one of the keys to his room. My smile came back and was wider than before.If Dorian really thought he could lock me out of my father's room, he had another thing coming. I hurried back to his room and jiggled the key in the lock for a wh
Dorian's POVIt didn't take long before I reached the Royal City. I could see the tall and magnificent buildings and a golden one that towered above the rest. It didn't take a genius to know that that was the Royal Palace.As I approached the boundary of the Royal City, I was stopped by a few of the royal soldiers who questioned me on who I was and what my business was in the Royal City.Since they could sense that I was from a pack under the Empire, I gave them a random excuse of coming to trade and was granted entry easily. Although I could have gotten in by stating my identity, I didn’t want to expose myself yet. After all, Conrad was on my list of suspects regarding the attack.I gave the guards a polite nod and went on my way with a small smile on my face. If this was the type of security the Royal city had, and the rogues decided to strike them, I doubt they would put up a good resistance.I shook my head, continued to drive, and headed straight for the palace. All the administr
April's POVI began to search Dorian's room carefully. I made a mental note to put everything back the way they were. I couldn't risk him knowing that I had been here. I could only imagine how angry he would be if he found me snooping around his things.However, after a few minutes of searching, I began to lose hope. I checked his drawer and shelf but couldn't find any pictures.I checked his wardrobe as well, and my heart swelled in excitement, but it all soon came crashing down in an instant.I found three pictures, but they didn't have Stacie in them. They were pictures of Dorian and I. I looked at pictures and remembered the good days I had with Dorian. I wanted to cry all over again, but I stopped myself and pushed back the tears. I had to find these pictures, and I had to find them fast. If there were pictures lying carelessly in here, then there had to be more. I continued to search a little more rigorously. I did find more pictures, but they were either pictures of Dorian,
April's POVMy brows furrowed as my chest tightened, and Lyra whimpered softly. Something was wrong with Dorian. I quickly arranged his room, put the pictures back and rushed out of the house as fast as I could.It was actually quite late, and he wasn't back yet. It was past 5:00 pm, and his car was still not in the compound.“Where could he be? Why wasn't he home?" I decided to go to his office and check on him. Even if I could see his car parked outside, I would know that he was okay.I walked as fast as I could down the street and looked around me frantically to check if I could see him on the road, maybe talking to someone or heading back home, but I saw nothing.The uneasiness continued to dominate my heart and mind, and I felt even more scared. I felt this darkness looming, and it felt worse and scarier with every passing minute.It took a while, but I soon made it to Dorian's office. My heart sank even further; his car wasn't parked outside. What was going on?Maybe he was in
Chapter 86Conrad’s POVIt had been two whole days since April left the Royal City to her pack to attend to something she said was important. She promised to be back soon, but she still wasn't. I had sent her a series of messages and texts, and I had called her countless times, but there was no reply to any of them. Was she avoiding me? Did something happen to her?Maybe I was overthinking it. She promised to stay in the Royal Empire, and I believed her. I decided to send her one more text and wait for her reply. “April, you haven't returned any of my texts or calls. Is everything all right?” As soon as I pressed the send button, my aide, Jonas, walked into the room. I put my phone down and sat up straight, glaring at him from across the room."What are you doing here, Jonas?He walked towards me meekly, and my eyes were fixed on him. “We... We have feedback from the leader of the Blood Fang clan."My ears perked up as I heard the news, and excitement made my body shiver with deli
April's POV The next morning, I jumped out of bed, and without even having a bath or at least, washing my face, I dashed up to Dorian's room. I had left the door unlocked, and I flung it open.His room was empty, and the atmosphere felt cold and gloomy like no one had slept there last night. I walked to his bed and placed the back of my palm on the sheets. I was right; they were icy cold. Dorian didn't come back home last night.I began to panic all over again, but I calmed myself down enough to rush back downstairs. I passed the kitchen and saw Susan making breakfast, and she was humming a tune. I knew that she could sense my presence, but she chose to ignore me, and I ignored her, too and hurried to the front door.I flung it open and saw that the parking lot was empty; Dorian hadn't come back at all last night. Why was he still out so late? I went back inside and headed straight to the kitchen to talk to Susan. I hated that I had to look at her face, but I had no other choice. S
Dorian's POVI woke up to the cold and damp darkness. My head was throbbing, and everything seemed to be spinning for a while before they came into sharp focus.It was dark where I was, and I couldn’t tell if it was day or night. I tried to move my hands, but they were chained to where I sat.What? Was I arrested? Why? On what grounds? What did I do?The questions rolled into my head, and I struggled to understand what was happening to me. I couldn't have been arrested. It was impossible for me to offend anyone in the short period of time I was here. I tried to understand what happened to me led me up to the point of being here.I had been looking for that bastard prince and saw a picture of the King. Then, I felt a sharp pain at the back of my neck, and then everything went black. It all seemed vague, but that was all I could remember. Nothing more occurred to me.Was staring at the picture of the King an offence?I heard a door creak open, and some light flooded into the room. Fina