All Chapters of Alpha King's Substitute Omega Bride: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Hannah’s POV“Over my dead body will I let you go see her, Hannah,” Sebastian hissed; I could see anger flashing through his gaze as he turned away from me.“But I…”“No, Hannah!” Sebastian growled. “You don’t have a reason to see her.”“She killed Caroline!” I argued.“And she’s being dealt with properly,” Sebastian told me.“I need to speak with her. I need to know why,” I told him, folding my arms across my chest. I wasn’t going to take no for answer with this. It wasn’t fair that he wasn’t listening to reason.“I know the reason why,” he told me, looking back at me. “Because she’s trying to get to me.”“Killing Caroline was her way of getting to you?” I asked with disbelief in my tone.He wasn’t even close to Caroline; that wasn’t making any sense.“Killing any of my servants gets to me,” Sebastian answered, he lowered his tone, and I could see him calming down.He was right; Caroline was still his worker. But none of it was making any sense to me still; I knew there had to be mor

Sebastian’s POVAll the servants around the palace were given the night off so they could attend the ceremony for Caroline. Sebastian arrived in time to see a couple of servants that were close to Caroline say a few words as they stood around her grave. He could hear the soft sobs of those around him and it admittedly made him feel a sense of loss. He never meant for Caroline to die; he never means for any of them to die. He’s hoping now that Magnolia is in custody and locked away in the dungeon, that the deaths of the servants will cease to exist.The servants stepped aside immediately, forming a path for Sebastian to walk through so he can make his way to the front. He paused though and looked around at all the sad, tear-stained faces. Some of them looked frightened that he was there, which was also something he didn’t want.He took a step back from them, refusing to take their path. This funeral and ceremony had nothing to do with him; this was for Caroline and for those who loved

Hannah’s POVWhen I was with Thomas, I knew he wasn’t my fated mate. But I wanted him to be at the time. At one point, I would have chosen him to be my mate. At one point, I convinced myself that I loved him. Even Nora thought he could potentially be the one for us. We met when were young and we hardly knew what a mate was.Even if we didn’t turn out to be fated mates, it didn’t matter to me. Because I would have chosen him. I would have chosen him over and over again. When we turned 18, I told him that I loved him for the first time. At that point, I already knew he wasn’t my fated mate, but it didn’t matter.However, he was getting distant from me, and it left me with worry; I thought maybe now that he realized we weren’t actually mates, he didn’t want to be with me anymore. At one point we even broke up because my insecurities got the best of me. I was convinced that true love just didn’t exist; he was the only actual friend I had when I lived in my father’s pack. So, losing him wa

Hannah’s POV“It seems you’ve lost your way,” Magnolia taunted, stepping closer to me.A couple of other rogues stepped out of the shadows and were standing behind her; all their eyes were so dark that they looked black, I took an unsteady step backward and leaned my back against the door. I was trying not to look frightened; that’s what they wanted. They wanted to see me frightened and I refused to give that to them.I swallowed hard as Magnolia smiled; her smile sent a chill down my spine because of how sadistic it looked.“You’re stupid for coming here. Did your husband let you out to play?” Magnolia asked with a laugh.“I came to get some things from my old home,” I answered, pleased that my voice came out a lot stronger than I thought it was going to.“I’ve asked around about you since I’ve come to this little town,” Magnolia said, folding her arms across her chest. She glanced behind her for a moment to look at the ones that stood there. “It seems you have a reputation as a trai

Hannah’s POV“Meow.” I heard the sound again; I looked around, wildly, for a few moments, confused.Was that a cat? I didn’t think there were any wild cats in the king’s pack. In the rogue territory, there were a few. My mother used to feed them scraps of food and they would always come back every time. But I hadn’t seen any cats since living in the palace.“Meow,” it said again.My heart was racing in my chest; I had a feeling that this cat was in trouble. From the sounds of the meows, it sounded almost muffled, like it was somewhere enclosed. Maybe trapped. It also sounded young so it could have been a kitten.I walked through the gardens, listening for the “meows.” As I got closer, it got louder until I stopped in front of a large oak tree.I stared up at the tree in awe for a few moments.“Meow.” It was like the cat was right next to me. It must have been stuck somewhere in this tree. I walked around the tree, trying to find a hole that it could have crawled inside and got stuc