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"She refused to be taken out for a walk. The Alpha King is doing everything he can to get the wolf to come out of that dungeonroom on its own, but it wouldn't." Sadness reflected in his own eyes.

"Why can't he force her out?" She asked, confused. Knowing Wolfaraine, he will do anything for his little sister's, even if it means forcefully lifting her out of cage and putting her right back in after a good amount of fresh air.

"A few weeks ago, I would have told you that it wasn't an option but the way things are going now, it seems to be the final option here. It would kill the Alpha King to have to force her against her will to take a walk." Alphose shook his head miserably, "After what happened eighteen years ago, it'll kill him to...force anything on her again. Not even what it takes for her to live."

Suddenly, Ismena understood. Of course, he would never want to force her to walk. Not after everything.

"Thank you, Alphose."

He inclined his head before he turned and walked away.

Although she was relieved that the return of her 'dark knight in frowning armor' had nothing to do with her and the sexual intimacy they'd shared upon his return from the human world, she was still consumed by a wealth of sadness for the rest of the day.

The next day, Ismena heard the bad news.

The Wild Psycho has struck again. This time around, it struck the Elephant Clan, wiping out a whole family and leaving the clan devastated. Not just the clan, but the whole of Naturiah.

Because of that, there'll be a meeting for all of Naturiah's Alphas in the elephant clan tomorrow night.

After Wolfaraine left the tower for his business of the day, she walked quietly down to Nalaila's dungeonroom.

Standing outside the barricades, she watched the wolf sleep behind it. She'd visited a few times during the week and all those times, she worried that Wolfaraine will make his own visit and find her out, but thankfully he still doesn't have any idea that she's been visiting his sister. Thank fuck!

Maybe because she smelled so much like him now, he'd thought it was his scent in his sister's room from the last time he visited. Also, given the fact that he'd informed her how much his sister hated humans, he'll never suspect her of being foolish enough to come here. Even if she is.

Ismena took a deep breath, watching the rhythmical rise and fall of the white furs of the white wolf. Well, whichever one the reason was, it is a great thing she has not been found out.

She spent an hour during her usual thing, Reading aloud for the wolf to hear and even proceeded to talk about her day to the sleeping wolf as if they were having a conversation.

Afterward, as she stood up to leave, she was in deep thought.

She's been coming here for over a month. She has visited a lot of times. She was loud sometimes, and she can even remember a moment or two when she laughed out loud as she narrated stories about her day.

And all those numerous times, the wolf was sleeping. Nalaila was sleeping.

Or was she?

She made a decision then. One that might cost her her life, but one she knows it's time she sees through.

Tomorrow night, after Wolfaraine goes to the elephant clan...she will wake Nalaila up.

She has to plead with her to go out of that dungeonroom to recuperate.

CHAPTER 30. THRONE: THE TORTURED WOLF.

Ismena spent her day moving around the werewolf clan, familiarizing herself with the clan her mate belongs to.

Just like every other clan, the werewolf clan is as beautiful and just as peaceful. The people are kind too. They were no longer as touchy as most of them were when she came to this place the first time.

No, they are becoming more accepting of her and it makes her very happy. She'd asked her bodyguard, Sentinel Noah, if there was a special reason why this is happening.

"The people heard about how injured our Alpha King was when he came back from the human world but he'd healed just as fast. I think it has something to do with that." The wolf changeling shrugged, "They are beginning to accept you better because they are beginning to see how compatible you are with the Alpha King even though you're human. You smell so much like him, it's hard to get past that too."

"Most importantly, it seems the Alpha King has accepted you. Where he goes, we follow." He finished, shrugging again.

A grateful smile split Ismena's lips, "Thank you so much, Sentinel Noah."

"My pleasure, my lady." He inclined his head.