All Chapters of The Alpha's Slave: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“Very well then. I think it is important we check on Lady Asher's progress. It is only natural considering the ministers have made mention of her,” Theo said and honestly, it had been on my mind for a while. “And when you say we you mean I.” “Of course, my face might make her relapse,” Theo pointed out and I laughed. I did not understand why Lady Asher had not softened to Theo after all this while. An hour later I was at Lady Asher's bedside. She looked so peaceful sleeping. Seeing her like this it was hard to imagine that she was capable of so much drama. If only the change of heart could actually give her a change of heart I would feel extremely lucky. I wanted her to wake up and live many more years but with Agatha's reincarnation in my life, I did not want to have to deal with her refusal to accept the woman I loved. I saw her eyelids flutter and her mind which I had placed in mine gripped me harder. “Lady Asher?” I quipped. “I had thought you had forgotten me,” her voice wa

“I will be honored,” responded Curtis. That done there was someone with whom I had unfinished business. It was Moana. I saw her in the hall where our wedding was to take place. The moment my presence was noticed, the hall became quiet and everyone stopped to look at me. I ignored their stares and made for Moana. “Do you have a moment?” I asked her. A smug smile settled on her lips and I could guess at once that she was contemplating refusing me in front of her friends. “I am very busy but I believe I can spare you a fraction of my time,” from her tone it would be hard for anyone who was not aware that we were to be married and that in a couple of days, we were to be husband and wife. She followed me and when we were out of sight and hearing from everyone she said, “I am very busy planning our wedding.”“I understand that you'd rather do anything else besides talking to me,” I responded. “I need to get back to…” “Is this what you want?” I asked and she furrowed her eyes. “Wha

“And what would that be?” I asked. “Why are you here and not helping Moana plan the wedding? I can sense there is trouble in paradise already seeing as you are trying to get drunk,” her voice had become low and teasing. What she was really trying to tell me was that I could take her to my bed if I wished. I appraised her. There was no doubt she was a beautiful woman. Once upon a time, I had a crush on Ava. It had been when we were much younger. Then I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world but today? I wanted Moana. I tried to drown the thought of Moana by taking another gulp of my beer but I found that I had emptied my pitcher already. “I can make you forget what is on your mind. You can trust my discretion and I assure you my skills are from experience,” she winked at me seductively and I swallowed. It was a tempting offer but I was about to get married and I felt a responsibility towards my bride. “I shall pay for our drinks,” I said to the bartender, dropping

The wedding rituals were over and I was happy to see the corpse taken out of the ceremony. However, judging from the reaction of the people present I could tell that the wedding will be forever ingrained in their minds. Well, it was time now to dance with my bride. We had gone through the wedding rituals but we had yet to speak since I had missed her. Seeing her today however, reminded me of why she had remained on my mind. She was beautiful, _ethereal_. I had not missed the jealous eyes that had bored holes into me as the priest finalised our union. “You are beautiful,” I whispered into her ear. “I know,” came her conceited response. “It was a compliment, you should have said thank you,” I responded. “You stated a fact, I have been told those words so many times,” I did not doubt her; it was hard to see her and not register that she was a beautiful woman. “I see; what about ethereal?” “I do not need your compliment, you do not love me,” she said. “You refuse me your heart.

Theo's POVThe wedding had come and gone and the couple were now living in wedded bliss of disaster. The pack was also out of mourning for Lord Salmon. Life continued in the palace as usual. “Your Majesty, that idea is preposterous! There are noble Lords that look after the affairs of their coffers not to mention the fact that we assign governors to every region,” a man named Donovan spoke up.Cyrus had finally presented the plan to make the locals choose their own representatives and the noble ministers were not open to the idea. I had known they would not like it anyway. What Cyrus aimed to do was going to reduce the power they had at the grassroots level. “In my opinion, it is a good idea; the common people do not have to wear it with every little request they have. Whoever they have chosen will bear the burden of that and will only come to us when big issues arrive,” returned Cyrus. I could see that he was in a good mood today. On a normal day, anyone who labeled his idea as p