Chapter 30
“Give me one reason not to kill you, Polina,” King Miroslav said as he grabbed the woman by the neck and lified her roughly.
He was choking her and he was loving the feeling of his thick hands on her trachea. Just a little nudge and Polian Rostova would be dead, dead and dead. Perhaps it was his rage that was fueling all this, but the thought of his erasthai missing from the Kingdom because of her was fucking with his mind.
“She wanted to get some air and 1 helped her out. How the fuck was I supposed to know that she would go with that bastard?” Polina asked angrily, and the King just stared at her with a bored face. Miroslav was dangerous to her and she was pushing his buttons like they didn’t mean anything. If she wasn’t careful, he would be the first dead body on a day that the King had tried to keep clean. And he wouldn’t regret it.
“Kara What the hell happened out there?” King Miroslava asked not to let go of Polina. He was still mad and he needed answers that only the warrior could give him. Maybe it would be dangerous, but it wouldn’t be as dangerous as lying to the Lycan King, right?
Kara told the King what she had seen and what she figured had happened. It wasn’t very pleasing to the King, especially after the King himself had agreed to let his Erasthai have the letters. As it turns out she didn’t even read the damn letters and now she was missing. There were so many missing links with the statement that the King couldn’t think straight. Perhaps it was b. he couldn’t imagine Ralphine leaving him or maybe because there was just no way that the women would have gone back
to the Drescher of all the people. It just made no sense at all.
“Everyone, leave. And not a word about the queen’s disappearance to anyone, or I will have your heads on spikes, king Miroslav said, the threat in his voice more than obvious. He needed to think and he couldn’t not with all of them here.
“Goodnight Miro,” Viktor said as he helped Polina out of the room, while Kara just stared at the King pitifully. She couldn’t believe that Ralphine had abandoned the King, it was so unlike the woman who had the choice of leaving and hadn’t left Sure, many would probably argue that he had gotten some realization or epiphany once she saw Drescher at the little party last month, but it was impossible.
Kara had been there when Ralphine had sworn to kill Drescher with everything she had and didn’t have. She knew how much her queen hated the Koslov beta, so she wasn’t going to buy into this too. There had to be some other reason and maybe she would find it out, right?
“Fuck” The Lycan King bowled out when his friends and the warrior had left. He knew there was no way his Erasthai would leave him. She was already becoming a Lycan, and training so hard for the position, so there was no way she would fit among the werewolves. Leaving him for her abuser, the same one whose rejection she had accepted just did not make any
sense.
“I heard you didn’t want company, but I come with good news, Miro,” Heion said as Viktor stood right behind him. They were both worried for the King and they knew that he needed them even though he had said he didn’t want anyone’s company. The Lycan King was family to them and they understood him best and in that moment, space was the best they could accord the King
Did you find her? Did she relay leave with Drescher?” King Miroslav asked as he looked at his friends. However, the longer he stared at them, the more he was convinced that they didn’t come here for that. This had to be about something else, and honestly, he wasn’t in the mood for anything other than knowing where his queen was.
Miroslav wanted his Ralphine close. He needed her. She was his lifeline and he loved having her around him. There was just no way he was letting her go, not when he could turn the world upside down to get to her. If she didn’t want him, he would find her and hear it from her very own lips. Perhaps that would be believable, right?
“Miro-”
“If it’s not about Ralph then leave. I need to be alone, okay? Make sure to close the door on your way out,” the King said dismissively and his friends just sighed before doing as he had told them. There was no way they would get through to him, not tonight and definitely not in that state. Perhaps they had to wit it out till morning right?
Chapter 30
19:06
With his friends gone, King Miroslav stared at the empty space that was looking at him. He had never felt this kind of emptiness, ever. It scared the hell out of him. That woman was the first good thing he truly never wanted to lose and now he was being told that she had abandoned him for her abuser? He wasn’t going to accept that. Perhaps that was also why instead of laying in his office for the night, he worked his way back to his changers, the one place that had her scent. Maybe he would find a clue of what happened right?
As he made his way to his chambers, the King couldn’t help but notice how the once–dark hallways were now lit up. Over the years he had forbidden them from being this bright, but when she came, she gave him a new understanding of what life entailed. She had made him happier, by simply just existing in his empty life. She gave me a reason to go on with his work. and come home.
She made him want to live because he wanted to see her at the end of the day. Granted, his schedule was always hectic, but coming back to her, and sharing bed with her when the night came, was one of the many things he always loved. She was his home and there was just no way that he would lose her, not like this.
“It’s beautiful, Miroslav whispered to no one in particular as he made his way to his chambers.
There were flower pots along the hallways, like a symbol of life that needed to be nurtured. Everything was beautiful, from the the lonely hallway was suddenly bursting with life. Sure, not many people came to this side, but those that did. couldn’t deny the beautiful changes that had occurred. This was what paradise should’ve been like.
Standing bofore his chamber, the Lycan King let out a sigh Holding the handle reminded him of the endless times he came to bed late. He could have easily teleported in silence, but he wanted to let her know that he was home, that he had come to her. He always pushed the handle gently, but just enough so she could hear the door creaking and know that thing. beloved, was back. It was a habit that gave Miroslav hope for a better life. However now, as he stood there, he couldn’t help but feel his heart shattering. But he had to do it.
He
her
“Fuck, Miroslav groaned when the door opened and Erasthai’s scent hit him. He loved coming home to this but there was an emptiness that her absence couldn’t fill. He wanted her here. Thankfully the lights were on and the King could see the letters sprawled on the bed. She hadn’t read them, that much was obvious, from how the letters were still piled up. should have checked them earlier before letting her access them, but he hadn’t. Then again, it wasn’t like any of that could have made a difference because she hadn’t opened any of the letters
What was it that he had to tell you, Ralph? What was it that could have encouraged you to leave me, to leave us?” the King asked, before he grabbed the letters, sat on the bed, and began checking them. He knew this was probably an invasion of privacy, but if this was the first route to getting her back then he would follow it So begrudgingly, he opened the letters.
Miroslav wasn’t sure what he was expecting, maybe sweet love letters for his Erasthai that got her to want the beta. However what he was met with took him aback. It was unexpected, especially for letters that had been sent to Asmoria. He expected them to be a confession of sorts or even addressed to Ralphine, but the content just didn’t meet the standards.
Perhaps it was because the letters seemed to be addressed to the King rather than the queen. It was strange how everything had taken a course, but perhaps there was some other way out of this, right?
“So, the great Miroslav doesn’t trust his Erasthai, hmm? What a pity. She would have been better off with me then,” the King read the first letter and that hit him with a load of guilt. This isn’t how this was supposed to be but as he kept going at it, he felt like there was just more than he could have done. Perhaps Drescher was right. What the hell was he doing opening letters addressed to his queen?
“I know she hates me, but snooping around, damn. Too plain fora King. Don’t you trust your bond?”
“Let me guess, you’re hoping that this was some love letter? How sweet.
“You must have been out of your mind hearing she got letters from me, no?”
So, what… will you tell her that I wrote her letters or even the contents?”
“This is stupid. Stop reading. You headless King.”
“Unless.. She ran away and you are hoping my love letters‘ would give you a hint of where she went, no?”
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Chapter 30
“Oh shit, she really left you? Don’t worry mate, that woman hate me.”
י!
With each letter that Miroslav opened, the mocking tone that the Koslov beta used was just making him feel like this was some shit show. The Koslov beta clearly knew that the woman wouldn’t leave Asmoria for him. He was so direct in his letter about how Ralphine hated him and he was just talking about the inessages.
“Fuck,” the King cursed out again as realization dawned on him. The only way his queen could have left with the Drescher was if he was forcing her. But then again, there was nothing that Drescher could use to blackmail Ralphine.
Unless he threatened Asmoria. Fuck it!” the King completed his thoughts out loud as he let out a loud growl that rippled through the Kingdom.
Blood would flow, that much the King and his people knew, especially with how angry that growl had been.
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