The Alpha's Triple Lunas novel Chapter 67

Chapter Sixty-Eight – We're done.

Officer Twisthat accepted Timothy and Evelyn was surprised at the many girls were training at Galdrish. Even officer Twisthat’s two daughters.

Evelyn smiled to herself on her way home, she had hope. After all these, she would make out time to come and train, live her dream.

She stopped in her tracks and dodged a tomato thrown at her. She frowned looking up, “Madam Lara, I bet you missed me?”.

The Madam Lara stood in front of her, tossing another tomato in her hand, “You left after embarrassing me. And you’re back? You aren’t even pregnant yet, barren witch”.

“Yes not pregnant cos I fear I may lose my kids like you did till that horrible boy survived” Evelyn replied.

The Madam's face wrenched in anger, and pain. Evelyn didn’t care, she was horrible and deserved all kinds of pain.

If it was another woman that had that many miscarriages, she’d have accused the woman of eating her own kids.

“You won’t leave here in one piece. I swear to you” the Madam gritted her teeth, grabbing a pestle.

Evelyn felt the need to laugh but she wanted to be serious, “Wanna have a fight? Or pity your old bones and move?”.

Madam Lara stayed adamant, pounding the pestle to her hands. People began circling around them women.

Evelyn cracked her neck, she was back to giving her people a show. They must have missed her.

She’d make it quick, she had a sick little sister to tend to.

(Outside the dark dynasty walls)

Scott glared at the King as he rode towards them, Margaret behind him. Jackson stood at a defensive stance waiting for anything.

“I came to return her to you. You can stop glaring now. I don’t want a fight” Gerard hollered to them. Scott froze. Return her?

Margaret peeked from behind the horse and waved at them, smiling. The King smiled at her reaction, “You're happy now?”.

Margaret smile slowly faded. Was he just after her happiness? Was that why he was returning her?

Jackson was confused and so was Scott. Scott was more confused seeing Margaret's sad face after she just smiled and waved at them.

He wanted to help her come down the horse, when a sword flew to his neck and another to Margaret's.

“What are you doing? You said you didn’t want a fight?” Jackson screamed at the King.

Gerard turned to him and gazed at him with his dark eyes, “I just want to be clear. I’d kill her if I don’t get a good answer. I wanted you to see it”.

Scott swiftly, threw his sword off his neck but it flew to Margaret's neck, now two at both sides. Margaret anxiously stared at the King.

Was he going to kill her? Somewhere in her felt at peace that he wasn’t. But his eyes were dark, and last time it was, she got hurt.

“What do you need? And don’t you dare hurt her!” Scott seethed.

Gerard smirked, “That’s my decision”. The part in Margaret, that felt he wasn’t going to hurt her, began to doubt.