CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
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CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
Nn’s POV
I thought a shower would help clear my mind, but Gideon’s words reyed over and over, refusing to let me rest. I slumped forward, my elbows rested on my knees, hands underneath my chin.
I remembered that banquet as if it had been carved into my skull. My father, Alpha Ryker, stood tall at the head table, with a goblet in his hand. He spoke calmly,manding the hall without effort, until he started coughing. His eyes turned red, and foam spilled from his mouth as he lunged for my mother.
I had only been a boy, but even then, I knew something was terribly wrong. A ck wolf then lunged at father, tearing into his throat. Marco and the guards dragged me away, protecting me. When the chaos cleared, I saw Alpha Rudolf, the Alpha King now, fainted outside with blood on his clothes. I knew he had killed my father. He wanted the throne. That truth had hardened me over the years, shaping everything I became.
Now Gideon’s story contradicted that belief and made it moreplicated.
Could it be true?
Had Alpha Rudolf really colluded with rogues to trap my father?
Or was it just a dying rogue’s attempt to twist the past and make himself useful before his end?
The door opened behind me. I hadn’t even heard the knock.
“You’re brooding,” Marco said.
I looked up, startled, not realizing how deeply I’d sunk into my thoughts. He stepped into the room, closing the door behind him, a thick envelope in his hand.
“What?” I asked.
He raised the envelope but didn’t hand it over yet. “Before I get to this, what’s got you so distracted?”
I hesitated. Marco had been at my side for years. If there was anyone, I could trust with what Gideon told me, it
was him.
“I spoke to a prisoner today. An old rogue who ims he once served my father,” I said slowly.
Marco arched his brow. “And?”
“He says my father wasn’t mad. That he was poisoned by the blood of crazy rogues that attacked our border.”
Marco crossed the room and set the envelope down on my desk. He leaned against it, arms folded, studying me. You mean the same kind. Do you believe him?”
I exhaled and shrugged. “I don’t know what to believe. I watched my father lose himself in public. His eyes are red like those rogues. I know what I saw.”
“And yet this Gideon thinks there’s more to it,” Marco pressed.
“Yes,” I snapped. “But it doesn’t change the fact that Rudolf benefited from the chaos. He became the sole Alpha King.”
“Did you think there’s a connection between Alpha King and the crazy rogues?” Marco asked.
I nodded. Marco always can mind reading what I think.
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“I see. I will pay attention to their patrol team too, trying to find any clues when the crazy rogues appear again.” Marco added.
I nodded. “What is that envelope?”
Marco finally pushed off the desk and picked up the envelope. He gave it to me. “Alpha Jason of Shadoww sent this.”
I broke the seal and unfolded the heavy parchment. It was a wedding invitation in gold ink and the Shadoww crest. It had been written as though I’d already agreed to attend, as though he and I were brothers in arms rather than reluctant allies.
“He says he’s honored you’ll be there,” Marco said, dry amusement in his tone. “And that he’ll meet with you after the Luna Ceremony.”
I let the invitation hang between my fingers. “He’s eager.
“Too eager,” Marco countered. “Jason is arrogant and impulsive. He’s a man who acts in the moment. And he’s already thrown away his fated mate bond for a cheap substitute. The idiot doesn’t even realize his fated mate was the princess. You really trust him, an idiot, to be anything other than a liability?”
“No,” I admitted. “But he’s a shallow man with anger issues. That anger can be directed if I keep him on a leash.”
Marco gave a sharpugh. “Leashes break.”
“Then we need to be careful to make sure it doesn’t break.”
“He’s reckless,” Marco countered.
“And reckless men make mistakes,” I replied. “Mistakes we can use.”
“And the wedding? Are you going to attend?”
“If it keeps Jason willing to do what we want him to do, yes,” I said without hesitation. “He wants to parade his whore around as if she is worthy. I could care less. We’ll stand in the crowd, smile when expected, and let him believe we’re happy for him. But the moment he steps out of line…”
“You’ll kill him?” Marco asked.
I smirked and nodded. “Only if he makes me.”
Marco’s frown didn’t ease. He looked as if he was trying to find the right words to say. I sighed, rubbing my temples. “Out with it, Marco. What’s on your mind? Say what you need to say.”
“I just don’t think it would be appropriate for you to go. You can show you’re an ally in a different way,” Marco
answered.
“What do you mean?” I asked, confused,
“What about Talia? How do you think that’ll make her feel?”
I snorted. “She’ll feel nothing. I have not decided if I am going to tell her we’re mates. I told you already she is not my concern. My concern is getting justice for my father. I don’t care about her petty issues with Jason.”
Marco sighed. “I hope you don’t regret this, Nn. You see what is happening to Jason right now.”
“I am nothing like Jason,” I growled.
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“You know what I mean,” Marco stated. He left the room without another word.
I stayed in my chair. I wasn’t concerned about Talia or the mate bond. Gideon’s rasping voice echoing in my ears. Until the day I had proof otherwise, I would believe what I had always believed.
He killed my father. 1
And one day, I would make him answer for it.
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