All Chapters of Mated To The Dominant Alphas: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

*Tristan's pov*A man who looked very tall and menacing, was sitting on a chair and watching as we approached him. “ I'll do the talking first my lord. He never saw your face when you were in the Infirmary and probably doesn't know you have woken up.” Stan stated. I nodded slightly. We reached the man and he bowed. “This is my Alpha, He has finally woken up thanks to your talented Physician.” Stan said. “I see you're up. Feel at home and help yourself with whatever you want here. I am Geralt, Alpha of the Blue moon pack.” He said. I bowed slightly to show my respect. “I am Tristan, Alpha of the great Ravens pack. I thank you for everything you've done for me this whole time. Without you, I won't have survived my ordeal.” I said. Geralt smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “I couldn't reject you after I was told you're an Alpha. You don't really need to thank me for anything.” he said. I cleared my throat vigorously and stared at Stan, signaling to him to leave quickly as I had a ch

*Tristan's POV*Geralt's men were all ready the next morning. I was with Wayne, discussing what will happen on our mission to Arnold's kingdom. “We need to be very careful, my lord. Things might have changed before we reached there. According to the spy, they're allowing anybody in since they're celebrating the new child. They might have stopped before we reached the kingdom.” Wayne stated.I nodded in agreement. “There is absolutely no need to remind me about it, Wayne .I already thought of it and gave everything a good thought. Whatever the situation is, when we get there. we will think of something ahead.” I stated. Geralt's men came in to tell us that the Carriages had been prepared and we could leave now. “ It's time Wayne. We have to make this count now.” I said and stood up. We both walked out and went out of the pack. Reaching outside, we met two Carriages that had been prepared. They weren't looking fancy nor looking too bad. The carriages were exactly as I had asked the me

*Tristan's POV*We reached the gate and halted. I listened carefully to the conversation between the Rider and some men who were the guards. “Who are you and what business do you have in the palace?” One of the guards asked sternly. “I am a rider and my master is in the carriage. We are here to sell some fruits in the palace...” The rider replied. Everything was quiet for a while and I soon heard footsteps approaching the door. I took a deep breath as the door slid open and the light shined bright into my eyes. “Can we see the fruit you're here to sell?” The guard asked sternly. I was quiet. Wayne quickly opened the baskets and showed them the fruits. “We heard the Lycan king just had his second son. We are here to celebrate with him.” Wayne said, smiling nervously.The guard stared at the baskets carefully and sighed. “We don't usually allow just anyone in here but the king had asked us to let everyone into the palace for the time being.” He said. “We thank you so much. Have a

*Tristan's POV*I was so dumbfounded to hear the child was actually mine even though I had suspected it. “Freya was completely fooled into believing I had no child with her. How did she manage to do this?” I asked myself. Wayne walked in and bowed. “My lord, have the Physicians said anything about the child?”He asked meekly. “Yes, Amon is my son. Freya had hidden him from me all this while. I shouldn't have fallen for her cheap tricks and failed to see this earlier.” I said. I went silent when Amon walked in with one of the nurses. “He is okay to leave now Alpha Tristan. We suggest he eat a lot now.” The nurse said and left. Amon seemed uncomfortable, he was staring around at the extravagant building. Everything looked so bizarre to him. “Where is my father? When are we going to see him?” Amon asked Meekly. I gently pulled him closer and patted his head. “You have no idea how happy I am to realize you are mine. Your mother has a lot of explaining to do.” I said to him,“What abo

*Arnold's POV*Stan walked in, panting heavily. “Your majesty, They said you received a letter.” He said. I sighed and handed the letter to Him. He went through it in silence and gasped. “How is this possible? We were sure he's dead. If he is truly alive, we should have heard something from him in the past year. He doesn't seem like one to remain silent for such a long time.” Stan explained. Everything he said sounded right, but I was already convinced that Tristan is back. There is no way someone sent this to impersonate him. It has been so long for something like that. “You are right, he isn't one that would just sit idly for a whole year. But I'm convinced it's him. He might have been recovering from the injuries or is just gathering up an army to launch another attack. Now that he has my son, he's demanding that I return Freya to him. Who knows what he'll ask for next?” I said. Stan took his seat, he seemed equally perplexed by the sudden news. “We can't let him have her. But