Semua Bab The Alpha's Redemption : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Dante's POVI hate the rain. The cold weather weakens me, the slippery ground irritates me, and the whole ambience is one huge turn-off. The forest has always been messy, but the damned rain has worsened everything. The wet grass slapped my legs as I walked along, flying insects attacking my face not to mention the sickening scent of petrichor. “How long till we're there, Griselda,” I growled, just as I ran into a mud pool. My shoes get stuck in the earth immediately, and in my attempt to remove them, the shoe comes off my legs. “Oh shit! What is the meaning of this!”“It is mud, Dante.” Griselda said slowly rolling her eyes in derision. “There is nothing wrong with getting stuck inside it. After all, the hunters who provide the game we eat and the soldiers have to endure much worse conditions than them. And to think you are a king to be”“Spare me the lectures Griselda,” I made the anger and cantankerousness in my tone visible enough for her to feel. “We have been on this journey

Dante's POV The mention of Melissa's name brought different myriads of emotions flashing through my mind. I became reminded of those days she would send her ladies under disguises to my castle. I remembered even catching them trying to escape with Melissande at one time. On the day Melissa escaped from my castle with her swollen belly. It was one of Lunar Gladys women who assisted her. I also vividly remembered now, of how much I had actually hated this woman. I hated her. She was corruptive, and it would be needless to say she was partially responsible for some of the broken marriages in the land today. She advocated for gender equality, and the women who misconstrued thus negatively, picked fight with their husbands and strived to compete with them. Many betrothed Lunas, easily rejected their mates, and once their parent intervened, pacifying them or trying to force them back into their union, they would run to this blasted place and seek solace among useless women. Lu

Melissande's POV (9 months ago)I didn't know how long I was gone, but I didn't wake up in the hospital decorated fancily. Rather I woke up in what looked like a shabbily decorated bedroom with old paintings and dull walls. For someone who wasn't expecting to wake up at all, the whole image appeared surreal so I got off my back instantly to see if I wasn't inside my grave or in hell or any of those crazy places. To my relief, I wasn't dead and I wasn't in hell. But to my shock and awe, I recalled that I was supposed to be dead because my memories weren't clouded like when I had the car accident. I also remembered that Eloria's ladies had shot me not with an ordinary gun though but with a silver bullet! She was definitely going to kill me but why wasn't I dead and what was this place. I tried to stand up but a sharp pain spasmed through my shoulders pulled me down. I lifted my blouse and peered inside and there it was, the spot where the mad men had shot me. I put my hand into m

Aurelia's POV I sensed an element of truth in Beta Aaron's words, the bounty hunters might truly be unto us, and there was no telling what they will do to us if they set their eyes on us. “Don't you think you should find a way to fix your torn clothes?” Aaron asked after we had cleared up the firewood site to confuse our trailers as to our location. “No, I'm fine. We have more pressing matters at hand.” “Are you sure about this?” “I'm very sure,” I bent down, grabbed the bag on the floor, and slung it over my shoulders. Aaron didn't look convinced. In fact, there was an incandescent glimmer of concern on his face, but I ignored it and walked past him, in the direction of the only pathway in the forest. “How long till we get to the coven?” “We should arrive in 5 hours from now,” he answered. “The women will be very glad to receive you or they might just be the opposite.”“What!” I stopped in my tracks, my eyes widening with shock. I spawn around immediately.“Do you mean they

Dante's POVThe dungeon was cold, damp, and reeked of fear. A place fitting for traitors and those who dared to cross me. And there she was, Luna Gladys, shackled in chains, staring defiantly at the wall, her back to me. It would be amusing if it weren’t so pathetic.“You should have stayed hidden, Luna,” I said, stepping into the dark cell, the iron door clanging shut behind me. My voice echoed off the stone walls. “But we both knew your time would come.”Luna Gladys remained silent, her eyes fixed on the stone floor. She had seen better days—her once regal posture now slumped, her once immaculate robes now stained with dirt and blood. But the spark in her eyes remained; the defiance was still there, though dimming with every second.I paced slowly in front of her, my boots clapping against the cold floor. “You know why you’re here,” I said, circling her like a predator toying with its prey. “Tell me who the Queen of the Andals is.”She didn’t flinch. “I owe you nothing,” she said qu