Chapter 63:
“What?!” I screamed in irritation, making sure my voice was sharp enough to cause a headache in the other person’s head.
“My King.”
Frustrated, I heaved a deep sigh, cursing Jasper as I hissed loudly.
“What do you want from me?” I asked in desperation, tired of his constant interruptions.
“I just wanted to let you know that we caught a group of enemies attacking the Diamond Heart pack. Knowing the attack was from you, they acted as if they retreated, but they ambushed Ric’s car, waiting to capture Aurora.”
The anger I felt vanished in the blink of an eye, replaced by anxiety that left me terrified. My heart skipped a beat in nervousness.
I retreated from Rosa, tossing her aside. I didn’t notice when she lost her balance and fell from the table, but I didn’t care. She would heal. Afraid of drawing attention, I walked away, taking deep breaths to conceal my feelings.
The only question that rang in my mind was Aurora’s safety, but I dared not voice it out. I wasn’t ready for Jasper’s tantrums or Rosa’s curiosity. Not that I was afraid of Rosa, but I didn’t want any feelings of jealousy, especially since Aurora was coming to stay.
“I thought they were vanquished!” I exclaimed, my voice rising in anger.
“They were, but a few of them escaped. Three, to be precise. They’re special warriors, trained under intense pressure. It’s surprising they made it this far,” Jasper explained, but it only spiked my curiosity.
“How is everyone in Ric’s car?” I asked, indirectly inquiring about Aurora. I wasn’t ready for questions, not after he interrupted me.
“You should have asked about that girl because you seem to be interested in her lately.”
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Even without seeing him, I could tell a smirk was plastered on his face.
“Everyone is fine, including her,” he stated, emphasizing her to get my attention.
A breath of relief rolled off my lips silently. “And the spies?”
“They’re here with me in the castle. I’m waiting for your orders, my King,” he said before going silent.
I was about to give orders when screams and curses interrupted me. I could tell it was the spies.
Lousy nuisances.
“Your King? He doesn’t even have an heir,” one of the spies blurted out mockingly.
A pang of pain shot through my chest, ripping it apart with his hurtful words. It wasn’t his fault. If Ivy hadn’t died with our babies in her womb, he wouldn’t have had the guts to say that to me.
Despite how hurtful it felt, I managed my emotions.
From the background, I could hear Jasper landing brutal punches, his fists meeting flesh with sickening force. The spy only laughed hysterically, like a man who had lost his mind.
“You can kill me if you want, loyal dog,” the same voice sneered, his words dripping with defiance.
A growl of irritation rumbled in my chest.
Jasper didn’t hesitate to knock him down again, his rage barely contained.
