All Chapters of The Alpha's Personal Lycan Maid: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Present...Caroline's POV...Several hours had passed before they finally arrived at Prythian. The throngs of people were ubiquitous. The tidings had disseminated throughout the vicinity. The atmosphere was oppressively stifling, and I was beginning to fear that my faculties would soon abandon me. Beside me in the horse-drawn carriage sat Ryder. The corpse cart bore the weight of my mother as it trailed behind us.The reality of her absence was yet to fully sink in. The question of credibility arises. Our encounter was brief, yet significant. To be precise, I had only just laid eyes upon her. We had not yet had the pleasure of an introduction, nor exchanged words or embraced in a friendly manner. The years passed by without me shedding a single tear or voicing any complaints. The urge to scream and shout at her was overwhelming. My heart was brimming with emotions. I was compelled to remove them all. Yet again, she had betrayed me. Once more, she departed. Once more, she left me behind

Caroline's POV...“Here is your drink, Milady.” With a glass of wine in hand, Ryder approached me. Following a fruitful meeting, I acquiesced to partake in a libation with him, as he persistently opined that I had been toiling excessively and was in dire need of rejuvenation. Furthermore, he uttered that he possessed a matter of utmost importance to disclose to me.“Thanks.” I accepted the glass from him, bringing it to my lips and savoring a small sip of the rich, velvety wine. I strode gracefully across the expansive bay window. Perched upon the second storey of the palace, I couldn't help but feel as though I were soaring high above the earth. Such was the grandeur of the edifice, with its towering floors that seemed to stretch endlessly towards the heavens. Indeed, the sensation was akin to that of standing upon the fourth floor of a lesser building. The vista of the backyard appeared quite remarkable from this vantage point. "The arboretum behind us is something Mom truly treasure

Atlas's POV...“Within a week.”Her words struck every nerve in my brain with a force that surpassed anything else in the universe. I was the most clueless one even though on my way here, I already reckoned that some strategies had been prepared to triumph over me in every possible way.However, I didn't expect to face such a situation like this. Before me stood Caroline, the woman I had once loved and married. She posed a harrowing question, inquiring whether I was the culprit behind the heinous murder of her mother, the Queen. The absurdity of the situation was compounded by the fact that my own mother held the same belief. The plot in question had been meticulously crafted long before the incident came to pass, undoubtedly unfolding in a time and place far removed from the present. As a prominent adversary of Lola, it was unanimously concluded that I was the culprit.However, buried within the recesses of my psyche, I harboured the belief that Caroline would remain unconvinced. Well

Atlas's POVUpon my return to Xanthan last night, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of peculiarity. My mother felt like someone so unfamiliar. And that woman's spouse remained as reticent as ever. Fortunately, I had the pleasure of encountering Alex, a a friend with whom I could engage in trivial banter, despite his vexatious disposition. With utmost obedience, Mr. Harris executed my commands flawlessly and deftly conveyed instructions to his peers.“Dude, I'm glad that I'm here. So many beautiful ladies.” Alex emerged from the washroom of the servant quarters and settled beside me, his gaze fixed upon the women who encircled us.A gentle exhalation parted my lips. “You just can't not think about women for once.”Alex cautiously motioned for the women to depart, with whom he had developed a rather intimate relationship. With his hands clasped tightly together, he began to speak at length. “You are very different from last night. What has gotten into you? You really left yo

Caroline's POV...As soon as I walked out of my office, the first thing that sprang to mind was to find Julie and give her the results of my hard work. She was the only other living being that I owned. After watching a number of films, she was visibly shaken and in an extremely distressed state at this point."Caroline... what exactly are we going to do?" Her expression was really sad, and it showed in her voice. She was overcome with a whirlwind of conflicting feelings, including grief, rage, and terror, which she experienced all at once in a violent storm. "Look at me, I am shaking. This is such a messed up situation. We are in a bad place." It was clear that she was experiencing a variety of feelings. She spent more time with him than she did with me. She prioritized him over me. They had a connection that was comparable to that of close friends. She put her faith in him, only to have it broken by his violation of her confidence. Not only did he act treacherously against her, but al