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Chapter <b>374 </b>Our Rules‘
Chapter 374 Our Rules
<b>Casimir’s </b><b>p.o.v. </b>
<b>Our </b>Deltas have closed in <b>on </b><b>us </b>the moment Alpha Paul grabbed Mateja<b>, </b>we all know <b>that </b><b>he </b>made the mistake of thinking that he grabbed Giselle.
<i>“</i>Move to the <i>stage</i>, you and <i>Giselle </i>won’t <i>leave </i>it <i>until </i>we <i>head </i>to the <i>dining </i><i>room</i>.<b><i>” </i></b><b>Dad </b>says in my <b>ear </b><b>and </b>I gently <b>push </b>Giselle in the direction of the stage, while our eyes are glued on Echo.
<b>I </b>see an evil smirk on Amir’s face as Echo shes Alpha Paul’s abdomen with her w<b>, </b><b>it </b>serves him <b>right </b><b>but </b>I still <b>think </b><b>that </b><b>she </b>should have killed him.
<i>“He </i><i>thought </i>she <i>was </i><i>Giselle </i>and <i>I </i><i>want </i><i>to </i><i>know </i>who <i>else </i>is <i>aware </i><i>of her </i><i>lineage</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>Dad says <b>in </b>my head and I softly <b>mutter </b><b>a </b><b>curse </b>or
two<b>. </b>
He was after my Mate and I hadn’t thought of that possibility. I will not trust another male near my Mate, no one <b>will </b>take her from me and I will protect her with my life if I have to.
“Why don’t you take her upstairs, Sweetheart?” I hear Dad ask Yara. “She needs to change into <b>a </b>new dress, it is already on the bed.”
It has been done like this for centuries, a duplicate of the outfit is made and if it is necessary<b>, </b>it can be <b>brought </b><b>up </b>to our floor in seconds. This isn’t the first time someone has shifted, but usually it isn’t a female that shreds her <b>clothes </b>and needs to <b>head </b>back upstairs.
Yara strokes Echo’s fur while they walk out of the ballroom and I chuckle softly <b>as </b><b>I </b><b>see </b><b>Alphas </b><b>and </b><b>Lunas </b><b>stepping </b>back as <b>Echo </b>walks past them.
“She looks amazing and <i>she isn’t </i><i>afraid </i><i>to </i><i>show </i><i>who </i>is <i>in </i><i>control</i>.<b><i>” </i></b>Giselle says <b>and </b>I <b>smile </b><b>at </b><b>her </b><b>as </b><b>I </b>pull her <b>into my </b>arms.
“I hope that <b>each </b><b>of </b>you understands that I will tolerate no disrespect <b>to </b><b>anyone</b><b>. </b><b>Mateja </b><b>is </b><b>the </b>Mate of Commander might be seeing more <b>of </b>her <b>in </b>the future, depending on what Commander Amir decides <b>to </b><b>do</b><b>.</b><b>” </b><b>Dad </b>says.
There are <b>Alphas </b><b>and </b><b>Lunas </b>that seem <b>to </b>understand <b>the </b>underlying <b>warning</b><b>, </b><b>but </b>I <b>can </b><b>also </b>see a few Alph impressed <b>with </b>his words. Those will <b>find </b><b>out </b><b>soon </b>enough <b>that Dad </b><b>wasn’t </b><b>kidding</b><b>, </b><b>because </b>some thin Academy <b>and </b>it will <b>happen </b><i>soon</i>.
<b>Dad </b>announces <b>that </b><b>dinner </b>is ready and, like every <b>other </b>time, there are <b>those </b>that <b>don’t </b>appreci amongst themselves as <b>they </b>walk <b>to </b>the <b>dining </b><b>room</b>.
<b><i>“</i></b><b>That girl </b><b>might </b>kill <b>someone </b>before the <b>night </b><b>is </b><b>over</b>.” d <b>says as </b><b>we </b><b>hear </b><b>Echo </b>
“<b>Why </b>is it so damn difficult <b>for </b>some to understand <b>that </b>we have
<i>“</i><b>Because </b><b>they </b><b>only </b><b>think </b><b>about </b>themselves and what <b>they </b>giggle.
Morgan is right, those that
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Many Packs look rather strange when quite a lot more people sit down at the tables on the stage and I pull a chair back for Giselle, cing her one seat away from Grayson as I sit down next to him. We aren’t ced in the usual way, instead of a male, female, male setting, we have chosen to seat two males and two females next to one another.
“Thank you for joining this party, I hope that tonight some of you might find your fated Mate. We all hope that you will not ignore the Goddess‘ wishes and ept your fated Mate without prejudice.” Yara says, before she sits down and the Servants walk into the dining room.
I don’t pay attention to the murmurs from other tables, I already heard them before and I doubt it will make me feel better by listening to them again.
d is more interested in keeping an eye on our Mate and blocks out everything else around him. He just watches her through my eyes and Giselle nces at me asionally with a smile on her face.
<i>“</i><i>I </i>am <i>fine</i>, <i>d</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>She says through our mind–link, but my Lycan isn’t going to take his eyes off her. She can better get used to this fast, because I doubt he will ever stop doing this and I can’t me him <i>for </i>looking at her.
I hear a growling from across the table and turn my head in the direction <i>of </i>the growl, someone has pissed off Morgan. Amra is close to the surface and that never predicts something good.
She slowly gets out of her seat, her eyes glued to somewhere behind me and we all understand that someone’s thoughts havee through.
“Your Majesty, I suggest that you throw out all the liquids that were handed to you as a gift. Someone in here has poisoned some of the bottles, I will find out who it is and that person will pay with their life.” We hear Morgan say, Amra’s voice inteced with hers.
A young female jumps up and runs for the door when Morgan finishes speaking, but she hadn’t counted on our Warriors. I have no idea which Pack she belongs to or what her rank is, not that <i>it </i>will do her any good, she will have to face charges and with Giselle at my side, we will find all the answers.
I enjoy the rest of <i>our </i>dinner, while I listen to the people around me talking. Most of them will be in my everyday life and others! will see once in a while, but each of them will always be wee at the Pce.
Servants walk around <i>to </i>clear tables of empty dishes, refilling empty sses and cing filled dishes on the tables. I lean back in my chair to look around the dining room and growl softly when I see that one of the Alphas‘ Daughters has broken our rules.
“Dad, I thought you greeted everyone and <i>checked </i>if the outfits were ording to our rules?” I ask through the mind–link, making sure that everyone who needs to hear this, can hear it.
<i>“</i>We did, Son. <i>Why </i>do you ask<i>?</i><i>” </i>Dad informs, but I don’t have to answer him.
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