All Chapters of Lord Dhruv: The Omega fated companion.: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“A heartbreak never heals, just like a cut it leaves a scar.”– Lucan Trinigad.TANTRUMS OF THE HEART.I trailed behind Alexander as we walked out of my father's study. My heart was beating in my hands as I studied his back. Even through the material of his cloth, I could tell his back was wide, ripped and tapered. He was perfect. Once Alexander was out into the hallway, I closed the door to my father's study as we began our journey downstairs to the back of the palace where my garden was. Alexander was quiet throughout the whole journey, and I also managed to stay quiet, although my heart couldn't. It threatened to break out of my chest with how loud and hard it was thumping. I graciously prayed to Cessi to not allow Alexander to hear the tantrums of my heart. As we entered my garden, I didn't miss the affable air that shrouded Alexander. He suddenly didn't look intimidating, and I wondered if it was because of the brightness of the flowers in my garden. "Is this your garden?" He

Lucan Trinigad.As we rode on our horses through the scenic forest, his words from earlier lingered in my mind. "You look really beautiful today," he had said with a warm smile. It was a simple compliment, yet it echoed in my thoughts, making my heart skip a beat.I stole a glance at him, his strong profile etched against the backdrop of the leaves. The wind tousled his hair, and I couldn't help but notice the faint frown lines on his forehead. What was he thinking about? I wondered, my curiosity piqued.The ache in my heart deepened as I watched him, and an overwhelming desire to be closer to him surged through me. I yearned to reach out and touch his ruggedly handsome face, to erase that frown and replace it with a smile. But I hesitated, unsure of how he would react.Lost in my thoughts, I found myself falling deeper into a daydream, where our horses moved effortlessly through the grasses, and he and I were alone, sharing a moment filled with unspoken words.Suddenly, his voice jol

Chapter Seventy-FourLucan Trinigad. The dining hall buzzed with activity, filled with the cheerful chatter of pack members and the playful laughter of Caden's lively children. The atmosphere was brimming with a warmth and vitality that I had rarely experienced in my own home.Seated at a sturdy, long wooden table, Alexander and I indulged in a hearty meal while the vibrant conversations of the pack members around us buzzed like an orchestra of curiosity. The topic of mates and relationships was the focal point, and it seemed everyone had a question or a story to share.A middle-aged woman with a warm, inviting smile approached us, her eyes gleaming with friendly intrigue. "Alexander," she began, "have you been fortunate enough to find your mate?"Alexander paused for a moment, a playful glint in his eyes. "Not yet," he replied, his tone light. "Still keeping my eyes open for the one, hopefully I see the person on time."The middle-aged woman beamed at Alexander, her eyes dancing wit

Two months later, when I thought my feelings for Alexander would only diminish the more I got to know him and see him as just a male werewolf, I had been fooling myself. However, I couldn't fool my heart. It still thugged whenever I was in his presence. His mere presence was enough to evoke a reaction within me, and recently I had started seeing him more often in my dreams.What bothered me the most was the fact that my dreams weren't normal or what society would deem as acceptable. Wet dreams involving two people of different sex was deemed normal, but between two men? I could tell something was definitely wrong with me. I felt Sophia's hand on my shoulder, snapping me out of my daze. I had been in my garden immediately after breakfast. I had no work to attend to so I decided to while away my time tending to the flowers in my garden. Besides, I had woken up ashamed of myself because of a wet dream I had about Alexander Kuiper."I was in your room, but I didn't see you there. I only

Alexander sent me a white envelope through Barton, one of the guards in the palace, and I had received the envelope with a joyous heart. I opened the envelope within the confines of my room, and read the lengthy letter thrice because I almost couldn't believe what had been written in it. He was personally inviting me to Sophia's wedding as his esteemed guest. I placed the letter on the bed next to me as I thought about the content. Of course, I planned on going to Sophia's wedding even without Alexander's invitation. After all, Sophia was my best friend and I ought to be there on her wedding day. Yet, the fact that Alexander had written a letter with his hands just to invite me to my best friend's wedding personally fueled some sort of hope within me. Was he trying to invite me for a date? I wondered. I wished I could talk to someone about all what I was feeling, but I had no one to talk to or ask for advice from. Sophia and I hadn't even seen each other since yesterday morning af