All Chapters of The Alpha's Sacred Oath: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

**MONICA**After Lucien marks me and I come down from my high, I want to tell him how I am feeling. He starts growling in what seems like agony, but I can only feel whatever it is as an uncomfortable sting. He keeps scratching at his neck as Ragnar’s claws protrude from his fingertips. Drops of blood seeping from his skin, and all I want to do at this moment is make him feel better. I hate seeing him like this; in pain. I can’t let him sit in pain like this. No fear comes close to the need I am feeling to stop him. I grab his hands and place them on my hips. Ragnar’s claws dig slightly into my skin as Lucien’s grip tightens on my waist. His eyes are closed, almost sealed shut, his forehead creased, and eyebrows furrowed in deep agony. I know he doesn’t mean to but his claws pierce into my skin, sending a shooting pain up my hips and back that causes me to wince. Pushing the pain aside, I focus on him and my need to take his pain away. The pain I am feeling is less in comparison to wh

**LUCIEN**I hung up the phone from speaking with Ezekial.. To say that I am livid is an understatement. Ragnar is thrashing around in my head causing a massive headache. Monica must feel my anxiety. “What’s wrong, Lucien?” She said, rubbing her hands up my back. I immediately relaxed to her touch.. “We have to go to the pack house. We can’t stay here.” I say with a sigh and before I can turn around and explain why she has already left the kitchen where we were standing.“Monica?” I called out to her but she didn't answer. Still in my house I walk to where the kids are sleeping. She is grabbing Lincoln in her arms and starts walking through the house. I know now what she is doing. She trusts me. And if I say we have to leave, it’s time to go. I swelled with pride before grabbing Angel from the bed. “Daddy Lucien.” She says, peeking out from underneath her sleepy eyelashes. I want to cry. She called me daddy.. “Where are we going?” She asks me with a yawn. “We are going to my bro

**MONICA**How could the King and his Royal Beta know something about me?I know the Moon Goddess said I am special. But there just isn’t any way that I am on the radar of the King of Werewolves. I look around the room. The Beta looks fixed in his spot. Eyeing everyone in this room. I look at Leon and Alora, and they look just as confused as I do. Lucien seems to be having a conversation with Ragnar. Studying his facial expressions, it doesn't look good.‘What are you two talking about?’ I ask him in the mind link thing. ‘Who?’ He says as his facial expressions soften but his eyes never reach me.‘You and Ragnar. I can see you are having an internal battle with him. Are yall having a disagreement?’ I ask. ‘No, actually we both agree on something, finally.’ He cracked a small, goofy smile until the Beta looked at him. His smile fell instantly. ‘And what might that be?’ I ask him. ‘That if they try to take you from me or this pack that we will challenge the King. There is no way

**LEON** Hearing Lucien cry over losing Monica has to be one of the most heart breaking things I have ever heard. More heartbreaking then my mother being in a coma.. Having to have the King of all werewolves HELP me hold him to the ground as he cries and begs for her not to go completely ripped my heart apart. But it also sturrs my blood. As Alpha of this pack, not only has someone near and dear to us been killed, but it happened right under our noses. Now my brother is unconscious, my mate is having a panic attack, and the Alpha King and Royal Beta are barking orders to try and figure out what is happening. All I can do is cry. My baby brother is so devastated by losing his mate he has comepletely lost all of his senses and shut his body down. Looking at Monica's body right next to Lucien's causes my heart to constrict in my chest and knocking the wind right out of my sails. Before I can call for Ezekial, Alora has surprised everyone with her aura, calming the scene, sending

**RAGNAR**I feel like my body is on fire, and then suddenly it is being put out by an ice cold wave of love. Inhaling deeply, I have this urge to look around the room, but my eyes land on someone who I never thought we would see again.. Monica.. "Lucien... He's alive.." I hear Leon say from the doorway, a wide smile on his face, as the doctors and nurses swarm my bedside looking at me, checking monitors, attaching monitor notches to my temples to monitor my brain activity. But my eyes don't leave her. What if I look away and she disappears and this just becomes some bad nightmare I can't wake up from all over again..But she strides to me. A little hesitation in every step towards me. She is looking at me intently and then her melodic voice starts to ring in my ears."That's not Lucien.. It's Ragnar." She purrs, not caring about anyone else in the room. I reach up, hoping that when my hand connects with her cheek, she doesn't fizzle from my sight. But I was met with a warm sensation