Bride of the Cursed Alpha - Chapter 120: Chapter 120
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Auren POV
Next day when I came down along with Lucien to the dining hall for breakfast, I saw Tarian. He was looking slightly perturbed.
Lucien sat at the head of the table after he made me sit on my chair. “What’s wrong, Tarian?” he asked as he served roasted chicken to me.
Tarian shifted on his feet. “I sniffed a witch last night at the edge of the pack’s territory.”
“What?” Lucien growled as his eyes widened in shock.
I jerked my head back, shocked as hell myself. He had gone inside the forest after Belle, not a witch.
Tarian took a ragged breath. He shook his head as he sat beside Lucien. “I was on my usual night patrol at midnight when suddenly our chief tracker, Walter, smelled dark magic outside the north border. He called me on an urgent basis informing me about it. I thought he was asking me to go toward Eldermere ruins, because that’s where we smell magic, but he called me toward the north wing of your manor. When I reached there, he pointed at the forest. We split up and followed the scent, but by the time I reached there, the witch was gone. Even he couldn’t find her. It was like she disappeared into thin air.”
I clenched my fists in my lap. Nothing was making sense. I exchanged a glance with Lucien and he asked me through the mind link to stay quiet.
“How can you be so sure that it was a witch?” Lucien asked.
Tarian ran his fingers through hair. “Walter was sure that there was a witch. But yes, the smell of dark magic—like that of embers and smoke mixed with herbs was thick in the air. I sniffed the scent and followed it, but I guess the witch was too clever. She must have detected us and took off.”
A muscle feathered in Lucien’s jaw. Then he looked at me and called Vivi. “Vivi!”
Vivi came rushing in. “Yes Alpha?” she asked, wiping her hand on her apron.
“Send Belle here,” he growled.
Vivi stilled for a moment sensing his anger, but she bowed and left.
Tarian’s brows furrowed. “Why are you calling Belle?”
Before Lucien could reply, Belle came in. She looked nervously at the three of us. “Yes Alpha?” she asked.
Another surprise rocked me. Yesterday her hair was green, but today they were purple with yellow streaks. How was she changing her hair color so fast? Did she go to her quarters and spend hours dying her hair? And where were her lip and eyebrow rings?
“Why did you go to the forest yesterday?” Lucien asked directly.
Belle’s mouth dropped as she paled. “A-Alpha, I-I—” she stammered. Her gaze darted to Tarian and for a second I thought she looked at him accusingly, but the emotion changed immediately.
“Answer my question!” Lucien growled.
Belle blanched. “I went after Beta Tarian!” she blurted.
Tarian’s cheeks colored pale pink and he rubbed his nose, lowering his eyes. Did Beta of the Shadowfang pack just blush? Why did it feel like he was hiding something?
“But you didn’t know that Tarian was there, or did you?”
She looked at Tarian again. “I-I saw him going there,” she said, wringing her hands.
Lucien cocked an eyebrow. He turned his gaze to Tarian and said, “Did you see her in the forest?” My husband was very intelligent. It was possible that he was seeing a connection between Belle and the witch. Which was ridiculous.
Tarian shook his head. “No…” he scratched the back of his neck. “But her scent clung in the forest. So I did go after her after I realized that the witch wasn't there.” Then he looked at her, and in a concerned voice added, “You shouldn’t venture alone out at night. It’s dangerous.”
“Yes, Beta Tarian,” she mumbled.
Lucien poked his tongue in his cheek. “You may leave,” he dismissed her. Belle literally ran away from there. Poor girl.
I let out a deep sigh, shaking my head.
Lucien instructed Tarian, “Increase the patrol on the north side of the manor. Make sure that Walter takes rounds every day. Employ our best sniffers for the job. If the witch comes again, I want her caught!”
“I will,” Tarian said. He got up, darted a glance toward the kitchen and walked out.
“This is concerning,” I breathed.
Lucien huffed. “Strange things keep happening around here.” He served me sliced fruits. “There’s a meeting in twenty minutes. Will you come with me to attend it?”
“Yes, sure,” I replied. These days he was taking me to every important meeting. I was chiming in my ideas to the council. Some of them were good, some not so good. But I was learning.
Belle came out from the kitchen again with a cup of herbal tea. She had a worried expression on her face. “My Luna,” she said in a low voice. “I prepared this calming lavender tea for you. Would you like to have it?”
She looked at me with expectant eyes. I pursed my lips and wondered if Lucien would allow it.
“Have you tasted it before giving it to Auren?” he asked in a harsh voice.
Vivi came out and said, “Yes Alpha. She had a sip of it in front of me before offering it to Luna.”
On her words, I took the tea and had it. It was sweet and it was superb. Ten minutes later, we walked into the meeting.
But I don’t know why, the words of the council blurred into a dull hum as I sat beside Lucien. My hand rested on my belly. A sudden wave of dizziness swept over me, and the world tilted in a heartbeat. I gripped the edge of the table tightly.
Lucien’s hand was at my back instantly. “Auren?” he rasped in concern.
“I’m fine,” I whispered as I forced myself to take a steady breath. “Just a little dizzy.”
“Perhaps you should take a rest, Luna,” a council member said. “You're pregnant and you might be exhausted.”
Lucien’s jaw tightened. He turned to the council and said, “This meeting is over.” Through the bond I felt his panic. Was this the beginning of my doom? His panic washed over me as well, and I looked at him with anxiety in my eyes.
No one dared to protest.
Lucien helped me up, and he guided me out of the meeting room. As we walked, my head against his shoulder, I caught the faintest whisper behind me.
“…that’s the Bride Bane’s curse taking root…”
“…poor one…”
“…she isn’t fit to be our Luna…”
“…yes, I hope she gives birth to the heir properly…”
“…until then…”
My heart clenched. I turned slight, and all the council members became quiet.
That night, I tossed and turned in bed. Lucien was curled protectively behind me, his hand splayed over my belly. The words of the council members echoed in my mind. …until then…
I asked Sienna about our pup. ‘How is he, Sienna?’
She stirred awake in me. She was protecting our pup from every harm. ‘He is fine, Auren,’ she replied sleepily. ‘But you should take care.’
Tears slipped out of my eyes. Was this really the beginning of my doom?
Next day when I came down along with Lucien to the dining hall for breakfast, I saw Tarian. He was looking slightly perturbed.
Lucien sat at the head of the table after he made me sit on my chair. “What’s wrong, Tarian?” he asked as he served roasted chicken to me.
Tarian shifted on his feet. “I sniffed a witch last night at the edge of the pack’s territory.”
“What?” Lucien growled as his eyes widened in shock.
I jerked my head back, shocked as hell myself. He had gone inside the forest after Belle, not a witch.
Tarian took a ragged breath. He shook his head as he sat beside Lucien. “I was on my usual night patrol at midnight when suddenly our chief tracker, Walter, smelled dark magic outside the north border. He called me on an urgent basis informing me about it. I thought he was asking me to go toward Eldermere ruins, because that’s where we smell magic, but he called me toward the north wing of your manor. When I reached there, he pointed at the forest. We split up and followed the scent, but by the time I reached there, the witch was gone. Even he couldn’t find her. It was like she disappeared into thin air.”
I clenched my fists in my lap. Nothing was making sense. I exchanged a glance with Lucien and he asked me through the mind link to stay quiet.
“How can you be so sure that it was a witch?” Lucien asked.
Tarian ran his fingers through hair. “Walter was sure that there was a witch. But yes, the smell of dark magic—like that of embers and smoke mixed with herbs was thick in the air. I sniffed the scent and followed it, but I guess the witch was too clever. She must have detected us and took off.”
A muscle feathered in Lucien’s jaw. Then he looked at me and called Vivi. “Vivi!”
Vivi came rushing in. “Yes Alpha?” she asked, wiping her hand on her apron.
“Send Belle here,” he growled.
Vivi stilled for a moment sensing his anger, but she bowed and left.
Tarian’s brows furrowed. “Why are you calling Belle?”
Before Lucien could reply, Belle came in. She looked nervously at the three of us. “Yes Alpha?” she asked.
Another surprise rocked me. Yesterday her hair was green, but today they were purple with yellow streaks. How was she changing her hair color so fast? Did she go to her quarters and spend hours dying her hair? And where were her lip and eyebrow rings?
“Why did you go to the forest yesterday?” Lucien asked directly.
Belle’s mouth dropped as she paled. “A-Alpha, I-I—” she stammered. Her gaze darted to Tarian and for a second I thought she looked at him accusingly, but the emotion changed immediately.
“Answer my question!” Lucien growled.
Belle blanched. “I went after Beta Tarian!” she blurted.
Tarian’s cheeks colored pale pink and he rubbed his nose, lowering his eyes. Did Beta of the Shadowfang pack just blush? Why did it feel like he was hiding something?
“But you didn’t know that Tarian was there, or did you?”
She looked at Tarian again. “I-I saw him going there,” she said, wringing her hands.
Lucien cocked an eyebrow. He turned his gaze to Tarian and said, “Did you see her in the forest?” My husband was very intelligent. It was possible that he was seeing a connection between Belle and the witch. Which was ridiculous.
Tarian shook his head. “No…” he scratched the back of his neck. “But her scent clung in the forest. So I did go after her after I realized that the witch wasn't there.” Then he looked at her, and in a concerned voice added, “You shouldn’t venture alone out at night. It’s dangerous.”
“Yes, Beta Tarian,” she mumbled.
Lucien poked his tongue in his cheek. “You may leave,” he dismissed her. Belle literally ran away from there. Poor girl.
I let out a deep sigh, shaking my head.
Lucien instructed Tarian, “Increase the patrol on the north side of the manor. Make sure that Walter takes rounds every day. Employ our best sniffers for the job. If the witch comes again, I want her caught!”
“I will,” Tarian said. He got up, darted a glance toward the kitchen and walked out.
“This is concerning,” I breathed.
Lucien huffed. “Strange things keep happening around here.” He served me sliced fruits. “There’s a meeting in twenty minutes. Will you come with me to attend it?”
“Yes, sure,” I replied. These days he was taking me to every important meeting. I was chiming in my ideas to the council. Some of them were good, some not so good. But I was learning.
Belle came out from the kitchen again with a cup of herbal tea. She had a worried expression on her face. “My Luna,” she said in a low voice. “I prepared this calming lavender tea for you. Would you like to have it?”
She looked at me with expectant eyes. I pursed my lips and wondered if Lucien would allow it.
“Have you tasted it before giving it to Auren?” he asked in a harsh voice.
Vivi came out and said, “Yes Alpha. She had a sip of it in front of me before offering it to Luna.”
On her words, I took the tea and had it. It was sweet and it was superb. Ten minutes later, we walked into the meeting.
But I don’t know why, the words of the council blurred into a dull hum as I sat beside Lucien. My hand rested on my belly. A sudden wave of dizziness swept over me, and the world tilted in a heartbeat. I gripped the edge of the table tightly.
Lucien’s hand was at my back instantly. “Auren?” he rasped in concern.
“I’m fine,” I whispered as I forced myself to take a steady breath. “Just a little dizzy.”
“Perhaps you should take a rest, Luna,” a council member said. “You're pregnant and you might be exhausted.”
Lucien’s jaw tightened. He turned to the council and said, “This meeting is over.” Through the bond I felt his panic. Was this the beginning of my doom? His panic washed over me as well, and I looked at him with anxiety in my eyes.
No one dared to protest.
Lucien helped me up, and he guided me out of the meeting room. As we walked, my head against his shoulder, I caught the faintest whisper behind me.
“…that’s the Bride Bane’s curse taking root…”
“…poor one…”
“…she isn’t fit to be our Luna…”
“…yes, I hope she gives birth to the heir properly…”
“…until then…”
My heart clenched. I turned slight, and all the council members became quiet.
That night, I tossed and turned in bed. Lucien was curled protectively behind me, his hand splayed over my belly. The words of the council members echoed in my mind. …until then…
I asked Sienna about our pup. ‘How is he, Sienna?’
She stirred awake in me. She was protecting our pup from every harm. ‘He is fine, Auren,’ she replied sleepily. ‘But you should take care.’
Tears slipped out of my eyes. Was this really the beginning of my doom?
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