Countdown 15 Departing From the Alpha (Evelyn) novel Chapter 145

Chapter 137 

“I was confident, I still am, but if it wasn’t for th…” Yvonne quickly countered, with an aggrieved voice, littered with arrogance. Arrogance she regretted immediate. 

She knew from the past just how much this man cared about etiquette, just how important it was to him for everyone who came, whether it was his subject or not, to kneel and deeply bow. Just that… her injustice got the better of her. 

Now as a consequence, she could barely breathe through the constricted neck that kept on getting more and more suffocated, as he tightened his hold on it. Luckily, she still had her feet just barely uching the ground supporting her body, or the current situation would resemble with a noose tightened above her neck, killing her almost immediately, 

It terrified her, as the man seemed determined to kill her, without waiting any longer. He kept increasing the choke further. 

“L–lover…” was the only word she managed to utter with great difficulty, hoping that the curiosity to know more would prologue her life. 

“Lover?” Asked the man, loosening only a bit the choke, to barely allow her to explain more. An explanation that could cost her the life she was seconds away from losing, would it not be satisfactory. 

“Y–yes. I think… Salas’s… change is due… to a lover, someone… even the Council acknowledges.” She managed to say slowly through ragged breathes of air. 

“Ohh, is it his mate?” The man asked her seemingly indifferent, loosening even more his hold. But she was still not assured the danger had past, as his eyes seemed to burn in anger. Was it still because of her or was it because of the information she shared? 

“I don’t think so, because if it was this… then the head Council member would have not brought me to the ball still trying to introduce me to Salas. No one would ever try to interfere between the bond of a member of the royal family and his mate, one could be exiled or even killed if one tried to do so. 

The mate of the king more so, is the most respected werewolf after him, as she was chosen by the Goddess. And Salas has also not marked her yet, even though he was supposed to mark her immediately after finding his mate.” She tried to explain with a hoarse voice, as she was massaging her now freed neck. 

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“But you said earlier that even the Council is not backing you anymore. Which one is it? Why would he help before and then immediately dismiss you?” The man reasoned, as he was returning to his 

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throne. He had appeared to not listen to her reasons before, but he had indeed paid attention to her 

words. 

“I do not know, that is why I wanted your help. I want to get rid of that little thief. She appeared out of nowhere and in just a little time has the king wrapped around her little finger. She treats the royal palace as her home, she is even permitted access to his mother’s garden, a garden no one was allowed to step in before.” Yvonne explained aggrieved, but now toned down her arrogance. 

“The royal indoor garden?” Asked the man, as he returned to tapping his fingers, action that unsettled Yvonne a lot, making her give even more details than necessary to convince the man it was 

not her fault. 

“Yes, the royal garden was the favorite spot in the entire Royal palace, of Salas’s mother. Even after 

er death, he has maintained it and did not allow anyone to enter before, but she was sitting comfortably on the grass reading a book in that very place, instead of staying on the designated pathway to not harm the plants. 

She even had the audacity to stop me from touching a rose from the garden, like she was the owner 

of it. It was at that moment that the head council member came and took me away. Since then, the 

council member said that he will no longer try to interfere with his highness’s personal life and that I 

should…” 

“Stop! Which roses are you taking about?” The king asked intrigued. He had even stopped tapping his finger, paying more attention to Yvonne. 

“It was a transparent bush of roses. Ahh… but one turned black when I touched it, it must have been 

enchanted.” Yvonne explained confused. 

“Did the other woman touch it also?” He asked hurriedly. 

“Yes, when she stopped me from touching them, she also briefly touched it.” 

“What color did it turn into??” He asked even more quickly than before. 

“I think it was a light blue. Why…” Yvonne tried to ask, but stopped herself.