ALPHA'S ENDLESS REGRET: After The Barren Luna's Leave novel Chapter 93

The tension seemed to thicken between Cyrus and Froste. Arthur seemed to have caught on as well as he watched the two men, his gaze flickering between them.

"I'll protect Giselle as much as I can." Froste said, his tone clear and leaving no room for doubt.

Cyrus however didn't seem all that fazed by it. He folded his arms, sizing up Froste who was standing before him.

I knew he disliked Froste after everything that had happened at Galaxy Pack and to be honest, I didn't blame him. Given the chance, I was sure my brothers would marvel at the chance of being left alone to do as they pleased with Froste.

Still, that wasn't something I was looking forward to that much. Cyrus eyed him up and down a bit, his eyes narrowed into slits.

"And what if it's beyond your ability?" he pressed on.

"I'll protect her with my life. That'll make up for the lack in my ability." There was a tone of conviction in his voice as he continued to speak.

"It doesn't matter what challenge comes up. I swear on my life to always protect and be there for her in whatever moment she needs me. And I promise never to doubt or mistrust her again."

The glint in his eyes as he said those words made me weird. I didn't like how he was staring at me with so much intensity so I just turned away.

Cyrus hummed at his words, his aggressive stance dropping just a little. He looked friendlier compared to how he'd looked before.

"I'll hold you on your words so you better not screw up." Cyrus warned.

"I plan on keeping my promise." Froste said confidently.

I glared at him, unable to hide my disdain or pretend I felt moved by his words. He had no right to just come and play some prince charming after what he did.

There was no obligation stating that he had to swear himself to my protection. I wasn't a child that needed saving. I could do everything for myself and I'd proved that well enough by even coming this far.

"I think that's enough learning for today." I said after a sigh.

They all turned to me. Cyrus seemed to nod in agreement while Froste simply watched me in silence. I didn't even want to look in his direction so I just tried to focus on Cyrus.

"What other classes do you have?" he asked.

"None at the moment. My schedules' free for the rest of the day."

"Well then," Arthur turned to Cyrus and gestured with a nod. Cyrus took that as his cue and waved me goodbye.

"I'll see you later, alright?" Cyrus smiled before leaving with Arthur.

If he wasn't my teacher, I sure would have given him a piece of my mind. I let out a breath, trying to stay calm.

"We call that the crying stature." He pointed to a statue of an angel-like woman who had tears falling down her cheeks.

"Does it have any significance?" I asked curiously.

"Not really," he shook his head, "But she's said to have been a part of the united front."

"What's that?" I turned to him.

"You'll learn that soon enough." He smiled.

He continued to take me through other parts of the school, making sure I understood what those buildings stood for and the long history behind them.

I listened intently to his explanation, finding that I understood what he was saying. He was doing his best to break it down for me in a way that would be pretty easy for me to grab.

Arthur wouldn't have just let Froste come over for no reason. Maybe there was something hidden in the history about a way to find one's wolf.