Chapter 45. Plot to Dethrone the King

Alpha Dean’s POV

My large arms raised midair with my fist clenching and unclenching at the news reaching my desk so early in the morning.

The letter was rumpled under my tight grasp with shades of pent up rage after losing one of my most trusted men to the cold hand of Dargan.

“Dargan your end draws nigh. Enjoy all you want but soon I’ll be the downfall you never see coming.” I gritted out to no one but my empty room.

I was ready to head out when my door swung open. The first person to grace my eyes was Anabelle, my jewel. She looked extremely pissed. What was she upset about? Did she need more pearls, more diamonds or a trunk full of dresses?

She should name it and it would be done but that wasn’t my head ache of the day. I have an important matter to solve in order to send messages across to Mirabelle.

“The beauty of the star. Why are you looking mad? Did a servant step on your toes?”

She clicked her tongue angrily to the roof of her mouth