Semua Bab MY DAUGHTER'S MATE: Bab 61 - Bab 70

GODFREY'S POV. “Why would I have to become your partner when I already have mine?” He scoffed. He was the last sentinel I know that didn't hate me. I forced a smile, turning away. Without a partner, I would never join the army and if I didn't join the army, I would never fulfill my dreams in the palace and I would end up dying a slave. “Any ideas Draco?” U asked. “Is there anyone you think I should ask?”“No,” he replied. “Looks like we have reached a dead end or would you talk to the queen about it?”“No, I don't want her to get too involved in my business, the king might find out about it, don't forget he would be back soon.”“Then why ask me if you aren't going follow my opinion?” He spat. “We should talk to Gamma Israel,” I suggested. “Gamma Israel might help us out.*“Might?” He scoffed. “Then you aren't serious then, you aren't even sure.”I rolled my eyes in frustration, ignoring Draco, this wolf only knows how to condemn. “Sir,” I called, walking closer to Gamma Israel w

GEORGINA'S POV“The chandelier is a bit off don't you think?” Joana asked, jerking me from my thoughts. “Do you think Pamela would like the design?”I looked up to the chandelier taking in deep breaths. “I don't think there's anything wrong with the chandelier, it is perfect,” I forced a smile. It has been two days since Joana last said anything about those men that attacked Godfrey was she keeping something from me? Or the guys haven't found anything about those guys?“Come, let's go, it is getting late,” I said calmly turning away. Beta Nathan approached me. My calm face flickered to a stern. What does he want now? “My lady,” he smiled with a bow. “It is really an honor to have you here, you have decorated the palace just to welcome your husband and daughter, how beautiful it is.”“Get to the point,” I snapped. Sometimes I wonder if he was just cunning, annoying or foolish. We both knew that we hated each other's presence but he always makes it look like I am the only one with ha

GEORGINA'S POV.I let out a sigh of frustration as I rolled my eyes, this wasn't really necessary, Beta Nathan insisted that we all wait outside to hear the good news of the princess, Pamela was my daughter, she was the one who was supposed to come to me with good news not me waiting for her. Yes, we have the king, he must have enjoyed himself over there, draining his balls with perfect ease. How pathetic for me to wait for such a man. The king’s carriage rolled into the palace courtyard, its shiny wheels casting a glow to the ground, The horses snorted, their hooves clattering on the stone path. Around the courtyard, people stood quietly, heads lowered, waiting. The carriage slowed down as it neared the steps of the palace. Everyone stayed still, well except me of course, I was hisses every second. Finally, the carriage stopped. The slaves ran to the door gently opening the door of the carriage. The king slowly stepped out, his face brimmed with a bright smile. Joana moved close

Author's pov. Alpha Thomas paced back and forth in his office, his face filled with anger and frustration. He stopped suddenly, glaring at Beta Nathan, who stood nervously before him.“How could this happen, Nathan?” Thomas demanded, his voice low but filled with anger. “Mill was our finest warrior, a man that led thousands to battle and always came back victorious, and now he’s dead. I left you in charge while I was away, and this is what happens.”Beta Nathan darted his eyes left and right, struggling to find the right words. “Alpha, I understand your anger,” he began slowly. “We are still investigating. It seems Mill was poisoned, but we don’t know yet who is responsible. We are still searching, but the murderer has covered their tracks well.”Thomas’s eyes narrowed in anger. “Poisoned? And you have found nothing? How could you let this happen under your watch? You were supposed to protect the kingdom while I was gone, Nathan. Instead, one of our own has been killed. You failed.”

GEORGINA'S POV. The party had already begun, and the music blared loudly through the room. People were laughing and chatting, but I sat quietly, my eyes fixed on Godfrey. He stood across the room, looking calm and composed, but all I could think about was when I would feel his strong rod sliding inside me again. The memory of our last time together flooded my mind—the way his touch made me moan, the thrusting, the sweat dripping off our body, the taste of his tongue. The sound of our moans played over and over in my head, impossible to forget.I was lost in my thoughts when Pamela suddenly touched my arm, pulling me back to reality. I flinched, surprised, as she sat down beside me.She had insisted on throwing this welcome party, trying to hide the shame of Prince Benjamin’s rejection. Thomas, her father, agreed to the party, wanting to cover up the fact that his daughter had been rejected by the prince. It was all just a distraction, a way to make things look normal.Pamela didn’t