All Chapters of The Alpha's Bride: Love, Hate and Desire: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

I stared myself down in the bathroom mirror. The image of Sean's body kept floating before my eyes and torturing me. I wanted to sleep and wake up and find out it was all a damn dream; Sean was not dying and I wasn't falling apart. I needed to go to the clinic now and check on him and probably bid him farewell but the mere thought of it made my stomach churn, hence I was here in the bathroom, hiding like a coward. "Xavier." I heard Ariel pounding on the door but I ignored her. I did not like to see myself sink this way but I could not help it. Something in my chest was tightening so rapidly that it was a wonder I had not yet keeled over from a heart attack. "Xavier, please don't do anything rash and come out here!" I heard her yell but her voice was so distant that it might as well have been an imagination. I could not remember the last time I felt this overwhelming urge to cry; to bawl my eyes out and drown myself in alcohol. Before I even realized it, I felt the wetness drip

I screamed and punched the wall. This was a variable I had not planned for. Sean wasn't supposed to wake up. He wasn't even supposed to have made it to the palace but I had forgiven that because I was sure there was no way he was going to live but now? He had opened his eyes. Just how strong was Xavier's beta. I had underestimated him and now I was paying the price. I couldn't be sure what amount of information he had and before he spoke, I needed to silence him. I had been in contact with the rogue wolves that attacked Sean and they had sworn that they did not make any mention of me but I still couldn't help but be worried. It was better to be safe than sorry and I knew just what I needed to do. Sean, no matter how strong he was, was still recuperating and there was no way he would be powerful against an intravenous dose of poison. But this was not something I could carry out by myself. Hence, I needed to find Syria Bunt. I quickly and angrily threw on a jacket before I exited

Seven months. Seven whole months. Sean had returned to life from the brink of death seven months ago and while Juliet had still not been found, we had settled into a fairly comfortable rhythm of life. Xavier and I took care of state matters making sure that everyone's interest– including those both in and out of the palace– was protected. But this did not mean that the search for Juliet had been given up. We knew that we were so close to finding her but something, an important piece of the puzzle was still missing. So while Xavier sent guards out everyday to find Juliet, we worked with the intelligence team to gather substantial information on the rogues and whoever their leader was. It was a slow, secret process that yielded slow results but it was the only thing we could manage at the moment. Too much time had passed and the council of elders frowned on the fact that too many guards were recruited to search for the princess outside of the palace. "Who are then left to protect

I was exhausted. I had been out and about since the crack of dawn and the one thing I desperately needed was to soak in a hot bath and fall asleep on Ariel's thighs afterwards. But Ariel was probably asleep by this time, she went to bed quite early these days so maybe I would just settle for the hot bath. I handed my sword to Sean and tucked my knife into my pocket. "What's my schedule for tomorrow like?" I asked. Sean sighed and looked at me with pity in his eyes. He didn't need to say more; my day was probably just as packed as today had been. "Goodnight, your Grace." He said, eager to escape. I nodded and waved him away. He was just as exhausted from following me around all day and he needed to do the same tomorrow anyway. When I entered the room, I was surprised to see that Ariel wasn't sleeping. Had her insomnia started again? "Ariel." I called out glancing around the room. I could not put it past her to be hiding somewhere in the hopes of scaring me when I entered.

I slapped Ariel hard across the face.Her hands hung limp by her side and her head fell forward as though she was simply sleeping. If she thought it was okay to start having ideas, then she was begging to be killed and I had no objections to that. But I couldn't let Ariel go just like that. I had loathed her for most of my life and now that it was time to make her pay, I wanted to delight in it for a long time. First, I would kill Juliet slowly and painfully in front of her and when she was begging to be killed, I would grant her her wish. I turned to Juliet. The anger in her eyes had returned and quite frankly, I'd missed that look. That ferociousness that seemed to imply I was despicable and inhumane and she would kill me if she managed to lay her hands on me. Too bad though, she was bound to a chair with her hands tied behind her. "How could you?" She whispered choking out sobs. "How could you do this to Ariel?" It was the first time I was seeing her crying without much restrai