All Chapters of Primordial Wolf: His Vengeful Queen: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

CHAPTER 16. BE MY SPYFeeling like a disowned pet, I couldn't take myself back to the palace looking so pathetic. I was sulking and it would get tongues wagging if I showed up in the palace in such a manner.I stopped by a bar in the area and had some shots of whiskey. Been a while since I had a drink, and right now, I was gulping them down as if my life depended on it. I was far from being okay, but the sun had set and the cloud was pitch dark. I had to return to the palace.I paid for my drinks and headed home.The palace was still busting with activities, as it always does. I avoided the main entrance and got inside through the back instead. I was in no mood for the formalities and meetings. All I wanted was to lock myself in my room and sulk to my heart's content.I'd barely made it to the elevator when Father halted my steps with his words.*Ryder, finally you're back,“ His voice echoed in the hallway.“Yes, Father. I'm back. And if you'd excuse me, I'll like to get some rest. I

CHAPTER 18. HAUNTED BY MY NIGHTMARESHARALUCID NIGHTMARES.That's what they call it. Because in the nightmare I'm having at the moment, I'm aware that I'm dreaming, that I'm having another nightmare. And they weren't just any random nightmares, they were a reoccurrence of my past with Roland.*I'm walking down a lonely alley with a bag of groceries. I took this route to get home faster. Roland texted me half an hour ago that he was hungry and I should get my ass back home quickly. I almost bolted out of the mall at his text but I was yet to buy half the things I needed. I tried to be a lot faster, but it's been half an hour already. I'm terrified of what his reactions would be that I hadn't returned home at the exact time I got the text. I have to hurry back.I started sprinting and in a few minutes, I was approaching my doorstep. When I turned the doorknob and walked in, I thought he'd left. There was no sign of him.I heaved in relief and shut the door. Just then, I felt a hard p

CHAPTER 20. I TRUST YOU, BUT I STILL FEEL UNEASYRYDERThe few days I spent away from the pack on my business trip was the worst days of my life. Or maybe not the worst, but they were just as bad. I could barely get my thoughts together. I wasn't articulated enough and continuously zoned out. It's a good thing I still got the deal, regardless of how distracted I was. Back in my hotel room, I was always lost in my thoughts. The name 'Hara' reverberated in the walls of my heart. She was all I thought of, all I dreamt of. I was itchy to get back. I wanted to know what she's been up to. How she's doing. I was scared she might be having another complication with her unborn child. From what I lucked up from her thoughts, she's had a few complications in the past. I feared the constant rain and thunder might scare her at night. I hated that she was alone. I'd give anything to be with her, hold her, kiss her, fuck her. I'd kept Jason on her tail, and that was the only thing that had me a lit

CHAPTER 22. A PORN BARHARA“But – but that's against the rules. You do know that, right?“ I asked skeptically.“I do, and I'm so sorry for putting you in such a hard spot, but I have no choice. I need to be home. I need to be with my child,““Isn't there someone else who can cover for you? Someone from your floor,“ Quizzing her so much seemed to be getting her more agitated. I couldn't help but feel bad.“We all got the same shift. I wasn't early enough to meet those whose shifts already ended.”“What about a friend–“ I got cut off by the constant buzzing of her phone. Her eyes lit in agony and she was looking up at me again.“Please, dear. My son's just 8 and he's got a walking disability. And did I forget to mention that he's alone? I can't be with him all the time, but in times like this, I should be by his side,““Don't you have a nanny or someone who'd attend to him till you get home?““It's just my Mum. But she's old and got dementia. Not much of a help. Please, dear. I know yo

CHAPTER 24. A RIDE HOME HARAWho would have thought, right? Out of all the places I could see him again, it was here in the Red Cross pack, in this bar. With thousands of people in this pack, What are the odds that our paths would align? Indeed, the world is a small place.If I said I thought about him a lot, then I'll be tagged a lair. But in the past months, he did cross my mind a few times. And I get lost wondering what had become of him. If he was real, or just a ghost that had popped out from nowhere and had said something I needed to hear.His words that night had been my muse for escaping from Roland. I'd never thanked him enough for that night. For showing up. For saying something.”You're a member of this pack?“ My voice was in a brittle whisper. I feared he might not even hear me. “Yes, and you're not. So what are you doing here?“ I was going to answer, but he hushed me with his finger. “Hold on, don't you recognize me from somewhere else?““What?“ I was slightly taken aba