The Mad Alpha's Chapter 73: Make the Vow

Chapter 73: Make the Vow

Taking a vow with sobody’s life on the line is a serious matter. It is not simply words. A vow is made using one’s own wolf, and if a life is placed on the line, that individual’s wolf is also involved. A vow that is untrue results in a terrible death for the individual whose life has been used. "You have a sister, don’t you?" I take a step forward. "You and Ravenna referred to

as a promiscuous whore. And in a public setting, no less.

Make a vow right now and prove to everyone, using her life, that I was the palace whore."

Xavier’s expression wilts. "I—I don’t need to make a vow. I am a noble in the Eastern Kingdom. My words have weight—"

"Not for

and my mate. Your status as a noble has nothing to do with this matter because I outrank you! You accused , the queen of the Northern Kingdom, of being a whore, didn’t you? Well, prove it."

Xavier takes a step back now, his face pale, but Ravenna clutches him. "Make the vow, Xavier! Do it!"

Xavier tries to shake her off. "I’m not ssing with Selene’s life—"

"She’s not here! They won’t know!" Ravenna is starting to sound more and more unhinged, and I see Xavier blanch at her whispered words.

He pushes her off of him. "She’s my sister!"

Ravenna turns around to look at her uncle. She hurls herself into his arms. "He can’t do this to ! I am the princess! How can she be the queen? How can she be of higher status than ? I am more beautiful than her! I have royal blood while she is—"

"If you insult my mate again, I will forget that you are a political prisoner," Locke snarls at her. "Corrine is now the queen of the North. Her status is above yours. One more word, and I’ll rip you to pieces myself!"

Ravenna pales, and her uncle shields her. "She may be a political prisoner, but she is still the princess of—"

"She is nothing but a bargaining tool. Once she has the child she claims to be carrying, I will send it to your kingdom to be raised by your family."

"It is your child!" Ravenna screams. "I’m carrying the heir! The true heir!

That bastard child of hers is not—"

"Enough!" Locke roars, striding over and grabbing her by the throat. "King Locke!"

Ignoring her uncle’s cries, Locke growls, "It seems that you want to share the sa fate as Bella Asher. Why don’t I send you to her?"

I don’t want to intervene. Why should I? After everything she did to ? After all the trauma she put

through? She and Bella conspired to separate Locke and . She would have killed . And if she had known that I was carrying Finn, she would have been even more vicious about it.

But my hand touches Locke’s shoulder. "If she is pregnant, you are talking about taking an innocent life. Don’t do that. Let’s check first whether she’s even expecting or not." I can feel my mate’s shock and pain, and I instantly realize my mistake. My voice low, I say, "I don’t believe it’s yours. I know you never touched her. Most likely, she’s taken a lover—"

"She’s taken plenty of lovers," Locke says harshly. "All of them from the noble families of the North. No doubt, she conspired with them to pass off the child as mine. They very conveniently forgot that only my bloodline can sit on the throne or the North will collapse."

His words are loud enough to be heard by everyone in the room, and I can detect so unease among a few of the attendees.

"Either way," I say quietly, "let’s confirm whether she is expecting before we do anything. I don’t want to hurt an innocent child."

Ravenna is gasping for air, and I sense my mate’s displeasure as he drops her to the ground. Her uncle rushes to her side as she begins to cry. She opens her mouth to say sothing, but he hushes her, helping her up and taking her away.

I feel a strange sense of relief. Ravenna will be dealt with, and Bella is gone. I feel sorry that Derrick had to be the one to kill her, but I know that if she had lived, she would never have stopped going after Finn and . Her hatred for

is sothing I may never be able to understand. I can’t comprehend hating soone so viciously for no reason.

If Ravenna truly is pregnant, then she will have to be isolated till she gives birth. It doesn’t matter who the father of the child is; it will have Ravenna’s royal blood. That ans it would be considered a potential heir to the Eastern Kingdom. This may prolong Ravenna’s life, or perhaps she will be sent back to the East with the child.

I don’t care. I just want my family to be safe now. Locke glances at . "Are you alright?"

I nod. "I didn’t think there would be such an explosive reaction."

"Well, that was to be expected." I nearly jump out of my skin when Erik’s voice cos from behind . He sounds oddly cheerful. "It actually went much better than I thought it would. While you two are here, why not have a mating ceremony? An official one, using Corrine’s real na, in front of everyone? What better way to cent your position?"

"Let’s just focus on getting the ball back on track," I mutter. "I understand that this was necessary, but I really hate making a spectacle of myself."

Erik gestures at the musicians, who begin playing. The guests take the hint and begin milling around, deliberately staying away from us.

"You should go check on Derrick," I tell Locke. My mate looks at . "Why?"

I frown. "You know why. Just go check on him, will you? Or should I go? I also want to look in on Finn. He heard everything Bella and Ravenna said. I just want to make sure he’s okay."

"You should both stay for a while," Erik cautions us. "It would not look good for the two of you to imdiately disappear. et a few people and then go."

Against my better judgnt, I agree to stay. The nobles of the North avoid us, as do the Eastern ones. I catch Xavier watching us from a distance, and when I look at him, he imdiately turns away, his face white.

"I don’t think so of them will ever truly respect ," I realize. "Do you want them to respect you?" Locke asks bluntly.

I think about it and then shake my head. "No. I don’t care. Together, we will make our kingdom thrive. Any respect that I need, I can earn."

Locke smiles. "Spoken like a true queen."

After an hour, he goes to check on Derrick while I head off to see if Finn is alright.

"He was a little upset, but I told him a few stories, and he fell asleep. He’s a child; he’ll bounce back. Don’t worry about it," Sigrid comforts . "I’ll help you out of that dress if you’re ready to retire."

"No." I touch her hand, looking at my sleeping son. "Just stay with him. I can get changed by myself. If anything, I’ll get Locke to help . I don’t want Finn to be alone."

I leave Sigrid with my son and retire to our suite. Locke isn’t back yet. I change out of my dress and into a more casual shirt and pajama pants. After wiping off my makeup, I wash the glitter out of my hair and stretch my arms, feeling tired.

It’s quite late now. The ball is probably over.

After the excitent of the day, both the Eastern and Northern attendees will be on edge. I walk over to the window, wondering if I will get a glimpse of so of the guests walking around. To my surprise, I don’t see any guests, but I do see two familiar figures: Cassian and Maya. They’re walking together in the direction of the cottages. Maya is leaning against Cassian.

I smile. Jerry is going to lose his mind.

My smile fades in about two seconds.

Why didn’t Maya ssage ? She was supposed to get the test results today and tell

about them. I try calling her, but she doesn’t answer. I suppose I could wait till tomorrow, but...

Sighing, I check the ti. I’ll just go talk to her. There is no way she’s going on a date with Cassian at this hour. He was most likely just walking her back to her cottage. I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep without the long-awaited results. Also, after everything that transpired today, I need to talk to her. More like vent to her.

I leave the suite, wondering where Locke has gone. Maybe I should stop by the lab first. Jerry might have the results. I know the older healer has a tendency to work late, especially these days.

In keeping with the late hour, the hallways are empty. I make my way down the staircase toward the lab. I’ve just turned the corner and am about to knock on the door when I hear sothing move behind .

Maybe it’s because I’m tired that I’m too slow to react. Before I can move, I feel five claws pierce my back.