Chapter 36 - Overthrown
Harrion Bergmont sat on the throne that was most coveted by his ancestors, the throne that he believed was taken away from him, from his father, from his grandfather, and the fathers before them. Andor became his right hand man and the soldiers and people in the palace and the King’s private manor were taken as prisoners if not dead.
The former Alpha King Lucus and Luna Poline died in the battle, leading their armies and fighting for the pack. They were not prepared, it was a surprise attack, one that no one had expected. There were no signs. The guards that were stationed at the borders near the middle region where the armies of Harrion had entered were drugged and controlled to be there so that the army could penetrate the borders easier, without sending an alarm to the palace. Harrion and Andor planned it very well, they knew the ins and outs o
Chapter 37 - The Transfer“Get in the truck,” Maxton uttered, pushing Farhad to go with the next batch of people they were transferring. To stay in the region was risky, there was a huge chance that Harrion and Andor Bergmont knew about the safe house, but even if they were initially unaware of it, someone in the palace could be compelled, forced to spill the information about it. They could not take that risk. Hence, the moment King Regulus of the South had responded positively to their plea for help, he immediately sent assistance to their location after several exchanges of messages. Tonight, they will be transferred to the Southern region through the borders where the Haonen River passes, several boats were waiting for their arrival.“You Majesty, you should go now for your safety, Harrion’s men are already closing in the area, sooner or later, they will
Chapter 38 - Induced ComaThe boat glided silently through the calm waters of the Haonen River, its occupants huddled together, their breaths visible in the cool night air. Maxton, Tanner, and the remaining survivors from Bergwire stayed vigilant, their eyes scanning the dense forests that lined the riverbanks. The journey had been tense, every rustle of leaves, every ripple in the water, causing their hearts to pound with worry as Harrion’s men had probably stormed the Bergwirer by now, finding evidence that they had sought referred in that house for a few days after the attack. But now, as they neared the Southern Region’s border, a sense of cautious relief began to settle over the group.When the boat finally docked, the survivors disembarked quickly, their footsteps almost silent on the wooden pier. They were met by a group of Southern Region soldiers, their uniforms crisp, their expressions stern but welcoming. At the forefront was King Regulus, his presence as commanding as eve
Chapter 39 - Awaken: I Should Be Dead!Harrion Bergmont strode through the corridors to the palace’s medical facility, his footsteps echoing ominously against the cold, marble floors. The days had turned into weeks, and now weeks into months, yet Georgia remained unconscious. What was supposed to be a simple injury — a slashed wrist and forearms — did not justify this prolonged state of unconsciousness. The longer she remained unresponsive, the more suspicious he became.As he approached Georgia’s room, Harrion’s eyes narrowed. He knew something was not right. He had given strict orders to keep her alive, and there was no logical reason for her to still be unconscious. His grip on the Bloodstone Amulet tightened, the dark veins on his arm pulsating slightly as he fought to keep his anger in check.He pushed open the door to Georgia’s room, his gaze immediately locking onto Dr. Reid, who was adjusting the IV drip attached to her arm. The doctor’s face was drawn, and there was a flicker
Chapter 40 - Killing MachineShe had fought so hard to end her life, to prevent herself from becoming a weapon in Harrion’s hands. Yet here she was, alive, breathing, and very much at his mercy. It was as if the universe itself had conspired against her.Harrion’s smile widened, his eyes gleaming with dark amusement. “Oh, Georgia,” he purred, “you did not really think you could escape me that easily, did you? You are far too valuable to simply let die. You are going to help me achieve great things.”Fear surged through Georgia, but her body was too weak to react. Her mind raced, desperately searching for a way out, but the drug’s effects were too strong, too overwhelming. She could feel her will slipping away, and with it, the hope she had clung to.“You… can’t control… me,” she gasped out, her words slurred, but filled with defiance.Harrion chuckled softly, the sound sending a chill down Georgia’s spine. “Is that so?” he mused, his tone dripping with arrogance. “We shall see about t
Chapter 41 - The Imprisoned“Please! I told you everything I know!” The guard’s voice echoed through the cold, dark dungeons of the palace. His plea was desperate, his body trembling from exhaustion. Blood dripped from his split lip, his clothes torn and bloodstained as he was dragged toward the dimly lit torture chamber.Harrion’s men, unmoved by his cries, threw him to the ground without a second thought. One of them, a grizzled man with a scar running down the side of his face, stepped forward and wiped his hands. “This is what happens when you think you can betray Harrion Bergmont.”“Please...” The guard gasped, trying to rise, his legs shaking. “I swear, I did not—”“Silence.” The scarred man raised his boot and kicked the guard in the ribs, sending him sprawling to the floor again, coughing and wheezing in pain. The other guards laughed as he squirmed. They had seen this scene many times before. Anyone who showed even the slightest resistance was met with brutality, and this man
Chapter 42 - Make Them Fear You“Are you ready, Georgia?”Harrion’s voice rang through the cold, sterile air of the palace’s medical room, where Georgia stood motionless. Her silver eyes stared ahead, devoid of any emotion, hollow like a puppet awaiting the next pull of its strings. Harrion leaned closer, the dark veins from the Bloodstone Amulet creeping further up his neck, feeding him power and control.He studied her face, searching for even the faintest glimmer of resistance — but there was none. She was completely his now. “Tonight is important,” Harrion whispered, circling her like a predator. “You will do exactly as I command.”Georgia did not respond. She did not need to. The Bloodstone Amulet pulsed in time with her slow, steady heartbeat, ensuring her compliance.“Kill them all.” His words came out in a chilling order. “No survivors. Show them what happens to those who remain loyal to Maxton… Make them fear you, Georgia”The small village in the western region had resisted
Chapter 43 - Blood SoakedAnd there, in the center of it all, stood Georgia. Her silver eyes glowed in the darkness, her blade dripping with blood. She turned slowly to face the villagers, her expression blank.The elder stepped forward, his hands trembling as he held up a rusted sword. “Georgia…” he called out, his voice breaking. “You have to stop this. This is not you.”But Georgia did not respond. She moved toward him with slow, deliberate steps. The villagers backed away in fear, but the elder stood his ground, his heart heavy with sorrow.Georgia was gone. And the person standing before them was the perfect weapon of Harrion Bergmont.“Please,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “You are
Chapter 44 - Kill Her or Spare?Maxton held a sealed envelope as he sat by the fireplace in the war room, his eyes fixed on the flames dancing in front of him. He traced the uneven edges of the envelope’s flap, showing the hurried tearing of paper to use in encasing the letter inside it. He had just received a coded message from one of his spies embedded deep within the Western Region. It was not Jason but one of his men who had found it difficult to contact him online since he had been on the run when Georgia attacked the village that housed him, luckily, he was able to flee along with other villagers from that land. The room was dimly lit, with only the flickering light from the hearth casting shadows on the wooden walls. His advisors stood nearby, waiting in tense silence for him to break the seal.With a deep breath, Maxton opened the envelope, his fingers were stead
Chapter 108 - The HeirGeorgia’s breaths were uneven and beads of sweat glistened on her brow and her face was contorted with pain and exhaustion. The midwife calmly gave quiet instructions to her as she worked to support her deliver the baby. Maxton was at Georgia’s side, holding her hand, and it was evident in his face both awe and concern for his mate.“You’re doing incredible,” he whispered in her ears, reminding her that he was there for her. His hand gripped hers tightly, as she squeezed back, greeting her teeth as she listened to the midwife. But she managed to respond to him. Georgia managed a small smile through the haze of pain and exhaustion. “I’d like to see you try this and then call it ‘incredible,’” she retorted.Maxton chuckled, though his laughter was laced with nervous energy. “I would fail miserably. That’s why I’m right here, cheering you on.”The midwife glanced up. “It’s time, Your Majesty. One more push.”Georgia closed her eyes, summoning every ounce of streng
Chapter 107 - Coronation and Promises“Are you ready for this?” Maxton asked, his hand tightened slightly around Georgia’s as they stood behind the grand golden doors of the palace’s throne room.Georgia drew a slow breath, her fingers instinctively brushing against the fabric of her coronation gown. It was elegant, shimmering with fine threads of silver and gold, symbolizing her role as the bridge between strength and grace. She met Maxton’s gaze, her heart pounding beneath her ribs as she replied. “Ready or not, there’s no turning back now.”A faint smile tugged at his lips as looked at her with huge pride and affection. “You’ll be magnificent,” he said, his thumb gently brushing the back of her hand.The sound of the crowd beyond the doors grew louder, a mixture of excitement and anticipation filling the air. The Royal Master of Ceremonies stepped forward, nodding at Maxton and Georgia. “It’s time.”The doors swung open with a resonant creak, revealing the throne room, transformed
Chapter 106 - Proposing CoronationGeorgia’s bare feet touched the cool, trimmed grass of the palace gardens as the late afternoon sun cast golden light across the vibrant blooms. Her fingers brushed against the petal of a rose as she walked slowly beside Maxton.“Careful,” Maxton said softly, his hand instinctively moving to support her elbow when she stumbled with her still weak knees. His gaze never left her, he was concerned at her still recovering condition and with her carrying their child. However, despite his worries, he was supportive of her and never prevented her from venturing outside the safety and security of the manor. Today, they were in the palace as she craved for a new view and had been bored staying in the manor.“I’m fine,” Georgia replied with a faint smile, glancing up at him. “I need this.” She looked back at the path ahead which was an aisle of garden flowers.Maxton’s eyes flickered to her hand that instinctively brushed her abdomen, and his expression softe
Chapter 105 - Gifts and RosesGeorgia’s eyelids fluttered open as she moved her fingertips. Her body ached faintly, and the first thing she realized was the warmth of a hand clutching hers. She immediately realized that it was Maxton given the sudden rush of thrumming in their mate bond, making her feel more alive despite what she had gone through.“Georgia,” Maxton uttered, surprised at the sudden movement of her hand that he was holding. He leaned closer to see her with his filled with relief.She blinked, her throat dry, her lips parting as if to speak, but no sound came. Before she could try again, Maxton was already pressing a glass of water to her lips. “Here,” he murmured gently, tilting the glass just enough for her to sip.The cool water soothed her parched throat. “What happened?” she rasped with her voice weak still weak.“You were poisoned in the restaurant.” he said, “But you’re safe now and that’s all that matters.”She frowned slightly, trying to piece together fragment
Chapter 104 - MercyMaxton gripped the phone tightly as the voice on the other end confirmed what he had been waiting to hear for hours. “We’ve apprehended the suspect, Your Majesty. The perpetrator is being transported to the palace as we speak.”His jaw tightened as he exhaled in relief yet contained fury. “Bring them directly to the throne room. I want this handled swiftly.”“Yes, Your Majesty.”Maxton hung up, tossing the phone onto his desk. For Georgia. For their unborn child. For the stability of the kingdom. This would not be swept under the rug like some minor infraction, it would be a lesson, a warning to anyone foolish enough to challenge the Crown.“Tanner,” Maxton barked, his Beta standing at attention by the door.“Yes, Your Majesty?”“Prepare the throne room. I want this dealt with in a manner befitting the gravity of the crime. And make sure word spreads, let the public know justice is being served.”Tanner nodded sharply. “Right away.”~~~At the far end of the throne
Chapter 103 - A Unifying Statement From The CrownMaxton froze, at the news, his heart hammering in his chest and his emotions were a swirling mix of hurricane. He was happy, delighted to have a baby, an heir to the throne, but at the same time, he was hell worried about his mate and unborn child’s status."Pregnant?" The word barely left his lips, as he was in a mix of disbelief and shock. His hand instinctively gripped the back of the nearest chair, tightly until his knuckles were white. "She's pregnant?" he repeated, as if he could not believe what was happening.Dr. Reid nodded to confirm. "Yes, Your Majesty. We just confirmed it moments ago. It’s very early, around six weeks, I’d estimate."A cold wave of panic and anger surged through Maxton, his breath coming faster as his mind raced. "And the poison?" he demanded, trying to calm down."What about the poison? Is it harming her… or the baby?"Dr. Reid’s lips pressed into a thin line. "That’s what we are currently working to deter
Chapter 102 - Poisoned and PregnantThe sound of Maxton’s footsteps echoed in the long corridor outside the manor’s medical wing as he went back in to check on her. His jaw was clenched, and his hands were balled into fists at his sides. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Georgia, fragile, and pale, her body seizing uncontrollably in his arms. Maxton entered the room and did not bother to wait for the doctor to call him. “What’s happening now? Is she stable?”The doctor met Maxton’s panicked gaze. “She’s stable for now,” he said, pulling off his gloves. “But the situation is serious. There are clear signs of poisoning. We’re running more tests to determine the exact substance.”Maxton felt a cold rage settle over him, masking the fear that threatened to overwhelm his thoughts. “Poison,” he repeated. “How?”The doctor sighed, gesturing toward the room where Georgia lay unconscious. “Most likely ingested. Whatever it was, it acted slowly, giving us enough time to intervene. She is o
Chapter 101 - Blood and SeizureThe woman’s words hit Georgia like a thunderclap, reverberating in the pit of her stomach.“You think you deserve to sit there and pretend you’re one of us?” The woman’s voice carried over the stunned silence of the rooftop restaurant. “You’ll never be queen — never!”Maxton stepped forward with a rigid posture, shielding Georgia from the woman’s line of sight. “That’s enough,” he said firmly, but his voice only seemed to fuel her anger.“Don’t tell me what’s enough!” she shouted, her trembling hands now clenched into fists. Her face displayed a combination of grief and fury, while her eyes darted past him to Georgia. “You killed my husband! You took everything from me, and now you expect us to bow to you?” she snarled.Georgia’s breath caught, her chest tightening as if the air had been sucked from the terrace. She could not move, couldn’t speak. Her hands trembled in her lap, hidden under the table as she clung to the edge of her seat, frozen with the
Chapter 100 - Dinner & Accusations“Why do I feel like I am going to war?” Georgia muttered, tugging at the hem of her dress as she stood before the full length mirror. Her reflection stared back at her — a woman in a sleek, deep green dress that hugged her figure without being overly revealing. The gown was elegant and modest enough that she did not feel completely out of place, yet the way it highlighted her curves made her feel exposed in a way she was not used to. Her chest felt tight, her stomach twisting, and every part of her wanted to bolt back to the comfort of her chambers, but she stood there feeling foreign and unfamiliar at the girl staring back at her. “You look stunning,” Maxton complimented from behind, making her turn around to face him.She glanced toward the door, finding him leaning casually against the frame. His tailored shirt, left slightly unbuttoned at the collar, and dark slacks gave him an air of effortless sophistication. Yet it was not the clothing that c