Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved novel Chapter 67

Skylar's POV:

Dylan had been very busy recently.

He didn't have much time to spend with me.

I heard what had happened to Jennifer and Elizabeth, and I decided to ask Dylan about it.

"Dylan, how are Jennifer and Mr.Jones doing? Have they found Mrs.Jones?"

I asked.

"Not yet.Jennifer and Mr.Jones are looking for her.As for me, I'm going to the royal palace to see what I can find out."

Dylan had a serious expression.

"Skylar, so much has happened lately.Please, be careful.Don't worry about Jennifer.She will be safe and sound with Mr.Jones by her side."

"Wait, you're going to the royal palace?"

I grabbed his wrist in a hurry, unwilling to let him go.

"Dylan, are you going alone? Isn't that dangerous? I'm worried about you.Let me come with you."

"No way, Skylar.You were just released from the hospital.I forbid you from coming with me,"

Dylan said in a stern voice.

"Be good and stay on Marge Island."

"I want to be with you!" I whined, slipping my arms around his waist and leaning my head against his chest.

"Dylan, we're mates.You can't leave me."

"It's exactly because we are mates that I can't let you come with me."

Dylan gently pushed me away.

"Skylar, you are not a child.You can't act so recklessly.I'm begging you as your mate to stay on Marge Island."

"I..."

I still wanted to argue with Dylan, but I could see in his eyes that he wasn't going to budge.

If I couldn't persuade him otherwise, I had no choice but to verbally agree with his decision.

"Fine, I'll stay put,"

I lied through my teeth.

If he wasn't going to let me come with, I would just have to follow him in secret.

"Good girl."

Dylan smiled and touched the tip of my nose.

I stuck out my tongue at him and smiled shyly.

‘Dylan, I'm sorry.I can't do as you wish.I have to go with you, even if it means I'll do it in secret.

How can I let you sneak into the royal palace alone? You are my mate.

No matter what difficulties we face, we have to face them together.

Dylan's POV: 

When darkness fell, I snuck into the royal palace.

I was good at this sort of thing.

After all, I was Anthony's right-hand man.

I managed to get my hands on a black guard uniform.

After changing, I slipped into a group of patrol guards and followed them to the garden.

Along the way, no one noticed the intruder in their midst.

"This is so annoying.We've been working overtime since Mr.Jones has been hounding us to strengthen security.I haven't slept properly in a while now.I'm exhausted!"

one of the guards complained sourly.

"Keep your mouth shut.If Mr.Jones hears what you just said, we're dead.Let's just go to Mr.Jones’ room and report on today’s patrol," said another guard.

I quietly followed the group of guards to Austin's room.

There, we found Austin yelling at a lycan attendant in the room.

"What? She's half dead? Didn't I tell you to take good care of her? You can't let her die just yet! Get whatever medicine she needs to the south.If she dies on your watch, I'll have you all buried with her."

Austin's words sent a chill down my spine.

Was he talking about Elizabeth? It seemed that Austin had ordered his attendants to move her to the south.

It was no secret that she was in poor health and was in urgent need of medicine.

This was a very important clue, so I took note of it.

Elizabeth's medicine was exclusively supplied.

If I could find out where the medicine was sent, it would eventually lead me to her whereabouts.

I smiled to myself.

I didn't think I'd piece the puzzle together so quickly.

I had to go back and report to Anthony as soon as possible.

Just as this thought was crossing my mind, a guard suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the group.

"Who are you? You don't look familiar."

"Is he a spy? Let's take him to Mr.Jones and let him decide this spy's fate!" another guard suggested.

It was just a matter of time before my luck ran out.

I had carried out so many missions in the royal palace before, but this was my first time to get caught.

Now that my identity was exposed, I had to find a way to escape.

I gritted my teeth, whipped out a tear bomb and threw it at the group of guards.

"Ah!"

The choking smoke pervaded the hall, and the guards all scrambled to cover their eyes and mouths.