Promised To The Alpha Twins – Chapter 89

The time after my intense passion with Ethan had passed in the blink of an eye. Ten minutes later, his mother returned, fixing my hair and overlooking what had transpired between her son and me. With delicate movements, she applied a thin layer of makeup to my face, enhancing my large eyes and highlighting the nuances of my colors.

The pre-High Table meeting had no formalities; it seemed more like a business encounter than anything else. It was about identifying potential enemies, detecting weaknesses in other alphas, and generally sowing discord among the lower-ranking werewolves.

Ethan’s mother assisted me in putting on a slate gray dress, zipping up the neckline with gentle motions. The dress reached my knees and hugged my curves, showcasing an elegant neckline that highlighted the silver tones of my single blue eye.

s a competent adult rather than an impulsive teenager. I needed to convey the idea that I would use my abilities responsibly and not for personal re

hat world. Her ability to achieve this was impressive. The dress gave me a mature and responsible appearance, while the makeup accentuated my eyes, making them look larger, brighter, and more vibrant.

the lines around her mouth deepened. “You’re late, but it doesn’t matter anymore. News about Liam has already spread.”

be commented on,” I muttered, suppressing the beast that burned within me. Gea couldn’t be trusted not to pursue Nicolas Zoe and use our powers against him without legal authorization.

are you won’t survive.”

I observed.

do.” She growled. “They’ve exterminated more of us than

ugh the labyrinthine corridors of the hotel, we were briefed on the key guests f

eaded the High Table, known for his cunning and

le. His success was based on hard work and an impressive number of available mates. He led the second-largest pack in the cou

rhaps the most intellectual and logical of the five. Less driven by t

o his past, but no one dared to ask.

est in the group. It was rumored that he worked closely with David Zoe, although the details of the arrangement

e High Table mingled with the lower-ranking alphas in the room. Their votes would influence decision-making, although the High Table had the final sa

hick curtains hung from tall windows, while sleek black tables were arranged in the back half of the room. Employees dressed in black moved about, carrying laden trays and offering glasses of bubbling champagne.

ef.

king things easier for me, even though he probably thought the opposite. His presence by my side was what kept me from losing control.

The only thing I remember is what you mentioned about the High Table, the rest is a bit fuzzy.”

, darling,” Ethan commented, laughing, as he linked his arm with mine.

wer; those men were fortunate that Ethan had some control. However, it wasn’t all negative. There were two alphas who seemed somewhat annoyed by the fact that an alpha was abducted to mediate in a conflict between the white wolves and other werewolves. Ethan didn’t have a friendly relationship with either of them, although he had always been more abrasive than Liam.

ured softly, gently squeezing my hand.

smiling, and laughing like a naive and beautiful young woman.

t would identify him as an immediate villain.

all.

nd lashes. Muscular but not overly bulky, he even had a charming smile.

ed that someone so supposedly evil looked so normal. One would think I would be used to monsters having a human appearance, but apparently I wasn’t.

ed, his head slightly tilted and palpable curiosi

nd fell over his forehead.

bad.”

l sympathy and smiles. He lies so well that he ends up believing his own lies, sooner or later.”

and I was willing to embrace my fate.

aningful glance toward David Zoe.

iend. However, I remembered what the mother of the twins had said. Perhaps he simply felt justified in his actions, which could explain his lack of guilt.

d his pride.

Nicolas’ strangely symmetrical face.

eeting without any major issu

to talk.

oily smile, a smile that promised a dark future.

ree hours.

but no one came over to talk.

Harper directed an oily smile at me, a smile that promised shadows in the future.

ad lasted for about three hours.

dn’t engaged in any conversation with the members of

n’s growl. Robert Reynolds showed no signs of noticing me, but I sensed his eyes assessing me more than those of the others. I looked into Sven Ross’s eyes and knew that this man had experienced bloodshed

ound three hours.

happened before.

ting the room in a matter of seconds. My eyes slowly adjusted to the light, and though I felt a slight pain, it was overshadowed by overwhelming relief and a touch of apprehension.

s of anger, was Aly