Mated To Alpha Gregory

Adam’s pov;

I was still reeling from the fact that the members of the council had thrown such ridiculous suggestions at me.

I was trying to keep my anger in check, but it wasn’t working. I stood up, and angrily left. I felt Ronan walking quickly behind me to reach me, then I spun around quickly, causing him to almost collide with me.

“Your Highness, you need to be calm…”

I scoffed while facing him. It was probably the look on my face or the way I flung my arms wildly. It appeared he wanted to say something but stopped short as soon as his eyes met mine.

“Calm down? Do these people want me to leave her? And I cannot just stand there and listen to them spew such nonsense. Oh, I should’ve asked who they wanted me to marry.”

I hissed and walked away, trying to take the thought of what had just happened out of my eyes. I could still hear Ronan’s footsteps behind me, so I turned back and screamed at him.

“Don’t follow me!”

He looked somewhat hurt, and a sigh went from my lips as I turned to apologize to him. “I’m sorry. It’s just that I want to be alone right now.”

He nodded, his expression not showing any pain whatsoever.

“I understand, Your Highness.”

Just as I was about to walk into my room, my eyes caught sight of a familiar face. I squinted my eyes to be sure that it wasn’t someone else.

Indeed, it was her. It was the maid I had personally assigned to Lilith. I think her name was Carol or something along the line.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Ronan had told me that she could be trusted. Apparently, she was his late friend’s sister and they’d grown up together. He had brought her to the mansion and when I had been looking for a maid who could keep an eye on Lilith, he had recommended her.

“Get that maid over here, now,” I said to one of the guards in front of my room. He bowed and hurried out, racing so that he wouldn’t miss her.

It didn’t take much time before he arrived with her. She bowed. “Your Highness, you sent for me.”

I nodded. “What was your name again? Carol?”

She shook her head quickly. “Cara, your Highness.”

I nodded. “Well, Cara, I remember assigning you to the Queen. What happened and why is there someone else with her?”

I watched her expression as she frowned, and then kept her expression neutral.

“Your Highness, the order for my replacement came from the higher-ups, after the Queen’s installation ceremony.”

My brows pulled into a frown. I had not ordered such a thing. The thing was that if it had indeed come from the higher-ups, there could only be one person who would have been able to pull such off, The Queen, Lilith. She was the only one who could have ordered a replacement. But why?

I wanted to ask Cara if something had happened but thought better about it as she was going to think that I had some sort of disagreement with Lilith.

If Lilith wanted a replacement, then she must’ve had a good reason for doing that. There was no point in me questioning her, it was going to be a bother.

“You may leave,” I said, and she nodded as she left.

I walked to my room, and plopped onto the sofa, sighing as I did, as soon as I remembered what the council members were spewing. I was glad that they had not brought a woman they thought was the best Queen.

I stood up and walked briskly to the refrigerator, opening it and grabbing a bottle of whiskey. I took a swig off the bottle and walked to the window, allowing the harsh liquid to dance around my mouth before swallowing everything in a single gulp, letting the harshness burn my throat.

I was about to walk away from the window when a familiar face caught my sight. He was talking to someone on the phone and grinning. It looked so genuine that I wondered who it was he was talking to.

The only things that ever amused Ben were evil things, and I was pretty sure that whatever it was that he was being told was evil. He must’ve been told that I had been summoned and the issue of divorcing Lilith had been brought up. He must’ve also heard about my reaction and might be laughing because it was funny.

I peeled my eyes away from there and plopped onto the sofa, the urge to see Lilith was very high, so I stood up again and walked out of the room, walking quickly to her chambers.

I knocked quietly and a while later, the door was opened by that same maid. For some reason, she looked familiar, but I decided that I probably knew her from seeing her often in the mansion.

I walked past her and went to sit in front of Lilith, who seemed preoccupied with whatever it was she was embroidering.

“What are you weaving?”

“A butterfly.”

“It’s a handkerchief?” I asked, and she nodded, saying nothing more, and I smiled.

“For me, I hope?”

She didn’t say anything for a while, as if she was thinking about it. And then she nodded.

“For you.”

“Why?”

“Because you asked.”

I stood up, suddenly angry. I knew I shouldn’t be, but with everything going on at the moment, my temper was rising by the minute. I had come to see her in a bid to calm myself down after everything that had happened.

I was going through all of this because of her. Yet, here she was, giving me two-worded replies and telling me that she was making a handkerchief for me because I asked.

“What is wrong with you? I have tried everything! Done everything! For you and yet you…” I flung my arms, willing myself to not say any more unless I was going to hurt her and regret it.

She glanced up at me, clearly surprised at my outburst, but not reacting in any way whatsoever.

“Are you a vegetable? Don’t you have emotions? You just sit here all day, not doing anything on your own unless you’re told! Don’t you have willpower of your own? What the hell!”

“Common! Don’t look at me like that! Show some bloody emotions! You’re not okay with me shouting at you! Do something!”

She still kept her expression as it had always been, but she had stopped her embroidery now and was now looking at the ground. My eyes caught the maid’s, and it was then that I realized how I had messed up. I had scolded her in front of the maid, there was no way she was going to forgive me. Anyway, that was if she could even speak up about how she hated the way I had yelled at her.

“Get out!” I said to the maid, who bowed and quickly scurried out of the room, the door shutting loudly behind her.

For some reason, I had a bad feeling about the maid, but I was sure of one thing, the news about what had happened in this room wasn’t going to leave this room.

Every maid was required to swear an oath not to relate anything that happened in this mansion to anyone outside the mansion.

I knelt in front of her, taking her hands with mine and lacing them together.

“I’m sorry, Lilith. I’m sorry I yelled at you,” I peered into her face, but her expression was unwavering.

“I’m sorry,” she muttered, and my lips parted in surprise. I was taken aback that she had finally said a word, but I felt the need to know what had happened.

“Why are you sorry?”

She glanced at me for a while and then she spoke. “You are angry.”

My brows pulled into a frown. “You’re sorry because I am angry?” She nodded, and I shook my head and pulled my hands away from hers.

“Never mind. My own mistake!” I stood up and glanced at her. Her expression was still the same and I walked out of the room, seeing the maid just at the door and making a mental note of doing my research and finding out about her.

I was just about to go to the training ground when I figured out that some sparring would do a lot to stop me from overthinking.

“Your Highness,” Ronan called out, and I turned to him. He frowned.

“You look stressed, your highness. You should take everything easy.”

I chuckled as I shook my head. “I don’t just look stressed. I am stressed. I think I have made a mistake. She wouldn’t even look me in the eye. I’m certain that…”

“Your Highness,” one of the guards called out, and I turned to look at him.

“What?” I furrowed my brows, regarding him.

“You have a guest.”

My brows pulled into a frown, as I imagined who this guest was.