Alpha King’s Lost Luna - Season 2 Episode 87

ADALYN

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d stared at Asher’s sleeping face so closely. As my eyes trailed over him and took in the handsomeness of his high cheekbones, his chiseled jaw, and his long dark eyelashes, I wondered if perhaps I’d never done it at all.

I had never had an opportunity to get so close to him in such a private space where it was only the two of us. Though I was his wife, officially and legally, we never had the opportunity to consummate our marriage. Asher had made it perfectly clear since the beginning that this marriage was solely for the sake of Marco.

But how could he let me wither like a dried flower?

And how dare he ignore me completely when that healer turned up?

I didn’t understand. While some thought me vain, I simply saw it as having confidence in myself. I was at catch, after all. I took great time and care to meticulously groom myself for his benefit. Daily, I brushed and oiled my long dark hair, I bathed myself in artisanal products crafted from one of the most expensive stores in Anemond, and my perfume was one of a kind. I was an expert at applying my makeup and spent many long hours perfecting my seductive glances.

So, why didn’t any of that work on Asher?

A divorce was forthcoming. I could sense it. Despite all of my efforts, he wanted to be with that plain. healer. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, Father was night. There was nothing I could do about that.

Asher would get anything he wanted, as he was the Alpha King. And even if I wanted to, I couldn’t bring harm to that vile healer. Margaret had only detained her maid, and that had ended poorly.

Since I couldn’t bring harm to Ca*sandra Keller, I had to take matters into my own hands and go in al

different direction.

Asher Collins wasn’t behaving properly as an Alpha King, and this needed to be corrected.

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I watched his face closely and found myself craving his k*ss. It was all I wanted, really, but I couldn’t do that. What would be the point of k*ssing him if he was unconscious? I no longer wished to be a pathetic woman who loved him secretly. I wanted him to know how deeply I was in love with him and that I would do anything to prove it.

Anything.

Thankfully, it wouldn’t be long if Father’s plan worked out smoothly. Of course, his plans always worked out, so there was a high likelihood of things going in my favor

So, I carefully and quietly stood up from the seat beside the bed. I paused for a moment to make sure that Asher hadn’t heard me, and once I was in the clear, I smiled down at the sleeping Alpha King and blew a k*ss in

his direction.

We would be together soon enough.

I treaded softly across the wood floors until I reached the door. I lingered for a moment and then shut–the door behind me as I exited.

As I stepped into the corridor, I noticed Silas was leaning against the wall opposite me. His golden eyes, the same shade as mine, were distant, and his mouth was drawn into a thin line. He ran a hand through his hair, as he often did when he was deep in thought, and then sighed.

Poor, tortured Silas. Ever the wounded soul.

I rolled my eyes and resisted the urge to laugh. He was so pathetic, honestly, always thinking that he was above us all. My father’s care and adoration had made him arrogant and aloof. He’d placed distance between us as we’d grown older, and the further he’d pulled away, the more resentment had formed between us.

I had no intention of speaking with him, but as I began to walk, he turned to look at me.

“Adalyn?” he asked, and I stopped in place when he tried to follow me.

“He doesn’t want anyone to bother him right now,” I practically groaned in annoyance. “The Alpha King needs rest and time to think alone.“”

Despite my words, Sillas didn’t seem to believe me. He ignored me completely and turned around to head toward the door. I swiftly moved and stood between him and the door.

“You should really listen to me, Silas,” I said as I glared at him. “Bes des, this is what Father wants.”

My brother frowned in confusion. “What does any of this have to do with Father?”

I smiled back at him. “Why else would I be here?”

Silas‘ face hardened and his lean b*dy stiffened as the realization came crashing over him. He looked shocked, more shocked than I was when Father had told me about the plan.

My brother was so pathetic.

No wonder Father trusted me over him now.

I was almost giddy at the thought. This felt good.

“You must be out of your mind,” Silas practically growled. “What have you gotten yourself into, Adalyn?”

“I’ve never been clearer than I am now” I said with a small laugh. “I know what I’m doing and that it’s going to be the best thing for Asher.”

I

Silas shook his head slowly and then straightened up to his full height. I was quite tall, but my brother was much taller. That being said, I couldn’t be intimidated by him anymore. He didn’t scare me like he thought he could, and I wasn’t about to roll over and show him my belly like a weakling.

“Get out of my way,” he snarled, “Or else I’ll force you to do so.”

I laughed and shook my head. “Even if you got inside, Silas, nothing can be changed. The Alpha King was tired and needed rest. He wouldn’t be able to listen to your nonsense even if he wanted to.”

Silas‘ eyes narrowed in anger and I watched him put two and two together. Though he was thoroughly Irritating, he wasn’t stupid, and he seemed to understand what had happened right away.

“You drugged the Alpha King.” he uttered.

I shrugged and smirked at him. “I had hoped Asher would take care of himself. He needed rest. Hadn’t you noticed how haggard he looked? He needed rest, and as his wife, it’s my responsibility to make the right decisions for him.”

A laugh rose up from my throat as satisfaction coursed through me. I didn’t have opportunities like this often. Silas had always been the golden boy. He had always been smarter, stronger, and more loved than I was But now… the tables had turned, and I was the apple of Father’s eye. He had trusted me with this, not him.

I wouldn’t let Silas ruin this moment for me.

“I would suggest you don’t make a fuss about this,“I noted as my l*ps curled into a mocking smile. “You wouldn’t want anyone to find out what happened to the King of Wegalla. Even if you tried to claim you had nothing to do with it… well, there are ways of getting around that.”

“You’re sick,” Silas uttered in disgust. “Evil.”

“Whatever you say.” I remarked, unphased. “Now move along and spread the word if you please. The Alpha King won’t be able to answer any requests for the next few days. He needs his rest.”