Page 204 of Rogue Alpha Prince
This time I do feel clear annoyance through the bond. I am getting better at reading him.
I sigh and adjust the pillow to lie down more comfortably.
“You know, all of my life, plans were centered around fighting you. All the combat training, military school, learning how to throw knives, becoming the General, unaware of losing my innocence in the process, all the killings, it all had one purpose. To kill you in the end… I don’t even know what to do with my life now.”
“First of all, you are still fighting me, just on a different front, and you will end up killing me if you keep throwing yourself in the middle of the battles. And second… You are bleeding again, so shut up, lay down, and go back to healing.”
I shake my head ‘no’.
“Back to healing. And I am going to check on Claudia in the dungeons because I’m clearly distracting you,” he stands up and goes to his dresser. “Klara will bring some food soon, so you won’t be alone.”
Did he say dungeons?
“Yes, he did say dungeons,” Cain mocks me. “She was condemned for betraying her Alpha.”
I tried to block my direct thoughts from him already, but I guess I’m not able to do that in the state I am in.
“She wasn’t betrayingyou. She was helping me save you!”
“Well, say that to my father,” Cain says while putting his black sweatpants on. “I can’t override King's commands, so I can do nothing about it.”
“When will you be back?”
“Half an hour?” he says hesitantly and stops at the doors, “I can stay if you want.”
“No, Claudia is more important right now. I can’t believe she’s imprisoned because of me, and you let me have a relaxing two-hour bath.”
He opens his mouth to argue, but I wave him off, “Go, just go.”
As soon as Cain leaves, I jump off the bed and pull on my own sweatpants and top. Everything hurts, I almost bend down in half on my way out of the room, but I need to be quick, so I ignore the pain and possible incoming internal bleeding for now.
I don’t stop until I run into Klara and a wide tray with two covered dinner platters.
“Leave it in Alpha’s bedroom and come back to me without informing him of anything,” I Alpha-command her with the absolute rest of my energy, “I need to find the Rogue King.”
She winces under the power I bestowed on her and does as told.
When I enter the double doors of his lavish, very monarch-like private suite, in the part of the castle I’ve never been to, I can barely stay on my feet.
But I do it anyway; I owe it to Claudia. The guards who let me in leave the oversized room, closing the doors behind them.
“Well, well, well, look who is standing on her own already,” the Rogue King mocks me with a smirk. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Your majesty, I came to talk about one of our prisoners,” I bow as low as I can in my rapidly worsening state.
I takeadvantage of the bowing and close my eyes shut, trying to concentrate on healing what I can. I am not sure what is wrong, and the stubborn part of me that is trying to block from my mind the reason I should be grieving right now—is not helping me find the physical source of my pain. Neither is the absence of my true mate’s touch.
Or a desperate need to fix the situation with Claudia, like it’s the only thing I can get fixed.
“I was hoping you would come. To be completely honest, that’s the only reason I put my son’s whore there. You came for her, right, Little Wolf?”
I look up, straight into the familiar dark navy-blue eyes of the Rogue King. For a moment, I’m distracted by the lavish crimson-red open robe he has on, but I quickly compose myself and straighten my back.
“Do you care to elaborate, your Majesty?” I ask, bowing slightly again in a mocking tone I can’t hold back.
“I mean… the secret itself wasn’t truly a secret if everyone knew it except somehow you, right? But my guards reported that you spend a lot of time with her, so I thought it would be fun if I put her in prison anyway.”
Thank the Goddess I was tirelessly trained to politely ignore such dick behaviors even in my sleep.
