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Story: The Alpha King’s Bride
We were doing this for our own good, as well as the good of everyone in Duskhollow.
Rhett and his friends were scheduled to be executed today.
With the evidence Galen had gathered for us, Rhett’s and the other nobles’ retrials proceeded quickly. To make an example of them, it was decided that Rhett’s execution would be made public in Duskhollow and held in the square outside the royal palace.
Wyatt and I observed from the balcony, noting the fearful expressions of those on death row.
Rhett was searching the audience for something, and his gaze trailed up the wall until it landed on me. His eyes lit up, and he parted his lips to say something.
Rhett coughed up blood as the warrior behind him fired an arrow through his chest, but even as the fight ended, he kept his gaze fixed on me. His lips moved as if he was trying to tell me something, but I didn’t care.
At that moment, Hannah burst through the crowd and laughed maniacally at the corpses on the execution stage. “Good riddance! Good riddance to these filthy liars! They deserved it!”
I clutched the restored wolf fang hanging from the chain around my neck as I watched Hannah’s hysterical outburst. A slow sigh of relief escaped me.
Wyatt took my hand and gently said, “Come on, let’s go home.”
On our way back, we passed through the forest beside the royal palace, and old memories came flooding back to me. I couldn’t help but think, “You know, Rhett wasn’t always this evil. He and I got lost in the woods here once when we were children, and I still remember how he comforted me and got me out of there.
“Who would have thought that such a good boy would grow up to be so wicked? I should use this as a reminder to raise our child properly so that he or she grows up to be kind.”
Wyatt raised an eyebrow, “What made you believe Rhett rescued you from the woods that day?” I was the one who got trapped with you!
I stared at him in bewilderment. Only then did I realise that the kind-hearted boy I’d admired since childhood was Wyatt, not Rhett!
“You could’ve told me that sooner! I always thought it was Rhett! I even agreed to go to jail for him because I wanted to repay his kindness from all those years ago,” I muttered.
Wyatt gave me a rueful expression. He wanted to explain himself, but then remembered what I had said earlier. “Wait, wait, wait. What did you mean by ‘our child’? Are you telling me you’re pregnant?”
I was beaming. “A bit slow there, Alpha King. Yes, you’re going to be a father!”
Wyatt, overjoyed, drew me into his arms, and we forgot about our earlier conversation.
It didn’t matter how our paths had crossed or how we had previously missed each other; I’d like to believe that my future happiness would heal and compensate for all the pain I had experienced.
Rhett and his friends were scheduled to be executed today.
With the evidence Galen had gathered for us, Rhett’s and the other nobles’ retrials proceeded quickly. To make an example of them, it was decided that Rhett’s execution would be made public in Duskhollow and held in the square outside the royal palace.
Wyatt and I observed from the balcony, noting the fearful expressions of those on death row.
Rhett was searching the audience for something, and his gaze trailed up the wall until it landed on me. His eyes lit up, and he parted his lips to say something.
Rhett coughed up blood as the warrior behind him fired an arrow through his chest, but even as the fight ended, he kept his gaze fixed on me. His lips moved as if he was trying to tell me something, but I didn’t care.
At that moment, Hannah burst through the crowd and laughed maniacally at the corpses on the execution stage. “Good riddance! Good riddance to these filthy liars! They deserved it!”
I clutched the restored wolf fang hanging from the chain around my neck as I watched Hannah’s hysterical outburst. A slow sigh of relief escaped me.
Wyatt took my hand and gently said, “Come on, let’s go home.”
On our way back, we passed through the forest beside the royal palace, and old memories came flooding back to me. I couldn’t help but think, “You know, Rhett wasn’t always this evil. He and I got lost in the woods here once when we were children, and I still remember how he comforted me and got me out of there.
“Who would have thought that such a good boy would grow up to be so wicked? I should use this as a reminder to raise our child properly so that he or she grows up to be kind.”
Wyatt raised an eyebrow, “What made you believe Rhett rescued you from the woods that day?” I was the one who got trapped with you!
I stared at him in bewilderment. Only then did I realise that the kind-hearted boy I’d admired since childhood was Wyatt, not Rhett!
“You could’ve told me that sooner! I always thought it was Rhett! I even agreed to go to jail for him because I wanted to repay his kindness from all those years ago,” I muttered.
Wyatt gave me a rueful expression. He wanted to explain himself, but then remembered what I had said earlier. “Wait, wait, wait. What did you mean by ‘our child’? Are you telling me you’re pregnant?”
I was beaming. “A bit slow there, Alpha King. Yes, you’re going to be a father!”
Wyatt, overjoyed, drew me into his arms, and we forgot about our earlier conversation.
It didn’t matter how our paths had crossed or how we had previously missed each other; I’d like to believe that my future happiness would heal and compensate for all the pain I had experienced.