The Alpha King’s Virgin by Charmeleon (Raine & Amari)

Chapter 93 

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AMARIS 

Sacrifices had to be made, but we had fewer casualties than expected. We buried our dead and moved on, having no time for mourning. The survivors needed to be fed and to rest before the next battle. We took shelter in the rocky terrain between the two realms. Egnor’s scouts surveyed the area for attackers while the wolves hunted. 

“Amaris, it might be better to attack during the night.” Egnor suggested after we’d eaten our fill of the rabbit stew the Dwarves prepared. 

We still had a few hours of daylight left, but I had my doubts that the warriors would be fresh enough for another round. 

“Are you sure about this, Egnor?” The battle against the Shadow Dragons had left my wolf drained. “You are more equipped to ward off magical attacks than we are,” I said to Egnor, unsure. 

“I dislike going blindly into a battle, Sire,” Lord Greyson muttered. I shared his opinion. “We are not prepared for this.” 

Egnor stared into the fire, his chin in hand. “True. You have strength and numbers. We have our magic, but it won’t be as powerful as the Magus‘.” 

“Then we need a stronger ally,” Lord Greyson grumbled. He wasn’t keen on attacking the fortress, which was clear to me. 

Egnor glared at him, taking offence. “Are you saying we are weak? Have you forgotten who helped you win the previous battles?” 

“Lord Greyson is merely voicing his concern. Ross tried to soften his father–in–law’s words, to which Lord Greyson sneered 

at him. 

“I can speak for myself,” the older man replied. “Going blindly in the dark to fight a powerful Magus and his magical traps? I find it irresponsible. I will not risk my men for no reason.” 

“Well, I am. Raine and my heir are in that bastard’s clutches. Is that not reason enough?” I walked away to the nearby rivulet to wash. A dangerous idea took root in my mind, one that I knew Lord Greyson would never sanction. 

RAINE 

Willa left in a huff, slamming the door behind her so violently the lock unlatched. The click sounded like a clap of thunder in my ears. Anxiously, I listened to her angry footsteps receding down the hallway. This was the opportunity I’ve been waiting. for, and I had no choice but to take it if I wanted to escape. No matter what the consequences, 

The hallway was clear. Keeping close to the shadows, moving as quietly as possible, I crept towards the south side of the fortress, where I’ve never ventured before. The only sound I heard was the frantic galloping of my heart. If Quindin caught me, will he put me in limbo like Joyce threatened? What did that even mean? 

No time to overthink it. I had to hurry. There had to be a door leading to the outside. There were seven doors on either side of the long hallway and one at the end. I opted for the only one that made sense. The heavy door swung open soundlessly and a musty smell wafted up from inside. 

That gave me hope. The area had been devoid of life for quite some time.“I stepped inside and the door closed behind me, 

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Chapter 93 

making me jump. Complete darkness wrapped around me like a shroud, and I leaned against the wall to ground myself, had to blink hard to adjust my eyesight. Something crawled over my hand, and I pulled away quickly. 

So many spiders! I brushed myself off, shuddering. 

Cautiously, I followed a long narrow passage, searching for a way out. Dead end. 

This can’t be right? It can’t be just an empty room. I felt along the wall for an opening, some kind of switch. Anything. My fingers met sticky cobwebs as I traced them over the stone walls. Then I found it–an indent in the stone. I pressed on it. The wall rumbled and moved away. Adrenaline rushed through my veins like wine. I’ve found a way out. 

But to my disappointment, I found myself in another large room. Turning around in time to see the wall sliding back into place. Was there no way out of this damned place?! I wanted to scream out my frustrations. 

Someone was approaching. Voices. Coming closer. I had to hide. The only place I could think of was behind the floor length velvet draperies covering the immense window. It wasn’t an ideal hiding place. 

“He hasn’t won yet.” Quindin’s deep voice resonated through the place. “I will deal with him myself.” 

“Tanwen Pendragon is refusing to send more dragons, Magus.” I heard Joyce say, concern audible in the wavering of her voice. 

“I don’t need his confounded dragons!” I heard the rustle of fabric as he opened the curtains on the opposite window. My heart dropped to my feet. I held my breath, expecting him to pluck me from my hiding place. 

“It would be better if he concerned himself with the adder he has clinging to his bosom. That snake Sorin is not to be trusted. But that is the least of my concerns. Let’s see how his brother gets through my traps.” 

Sorin? As far as I knew, Sorin was back at the castle. But before I could think too much about it, I peered through the gap between the curtains, and I saw Quindin muttering an incantation. The scene outside began to shift and change until a lush meadow was visible. 

It was so real that the scent of fresh grass filled the room, and I heard the chirping of birds. Then I saw Amaris and had t 

stop myself from rushing towards him. He was right there, but it was not real. It couldn’t be real. 

Joyce ran a hand through her red, spiky hair. “They’re close to our border.” Her voice sounded strained. 

“Not for long, Joyce. Watch.” Quindin was not in the least concerned. He had his back to me, and his arms folded across 

his chest 

I held my hand to my mouth; afraid I would cry out. Mesmerized, I watched as Amaris and the others rushed forward, only 

be thrown back as if by an invisible force. Quindin let out an eerie chuckle. 

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“And that’s only the start,” he said. “There’s plenty more where that came from.”