Chapter 41: ♔︎|𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞

“𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.”

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«𝐂 𝐔 𝐑 𝐒 𝐄 𝐃»

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Vincentius Dante

IT'S BEEN days since I have last had a proper conversation with Bellamy. I had been so occupied with extrapolating the person behind Marilyn's death and the attacks on the Western side.

My life was only fluctuating around my office and my pack. I don't have the time to think otherwise. Currently, I was once again in my office with the best system hackers and my security teams. Different sorts of files were sent in and out to me to figure out the best security policy around the packs.

Even though all the policies were highly profitable yet I couldn't bring my mind on one. Every policy lacked something. On the other hand, I was also working with the best wolf scientists and witches to make a portion as good that can resist or alter the effect of silver on us. The witches and as well as the scientists have lost all the odds in creating such a formula still they are striving day and night to make one.

The wolf army is trained with the best-armed soldiers found across the globe. Soldiers from France, Russia, and Italy have come to my pack and are training my wolf's for the severest conditions or conflicts. Even though my wolf has their training familiarities of hundreds of years yet I am making them train beyond their capacities. I have been very hard on my wolves over the days.

I need to protect my pack even if it costs my life. Like I said from the start, my pack will always come first. My pack has been dependent upon me for decades and I want them to depend upon me since I am their King. It's my obligation. If I can't be there for them then I can't expect them to be there for me.

I have encountered many cold situations in my life and I have never been overconfident enough to loose what had to be win hence this is the reason why I am overworking myself and making my wolves overwork.

"King, what about this operation? We have everything in here. It has all the security pieces of equipment that can fit into the smallest of the places to exit. Regardless of the size it not only protects or safeguards but it is deployed in thousands of numbers. It is secured through a system of interworking components and devices.

For the small packhouses, the security networks are integrated with electronic devices working with a central control panel to protect against any robbers or sudden attacks." The head manager of the global security organization showed me the new plan.

"And what about the sensors, the alarms, the alert stickers? Where are they? This is lacking. I've told you this before and I will tell you again, I want the best of the best! This is the last and final warning if you don't get me that one then that's the door." I signaled him the door. He looked at me and shook his head.

"No no King. I am trying my best. I will do everything that I have in my capacity," he said once again encouraging me. I gave him a stern nod.

Now coming towards the formula that can stop silver to do any major damages. Silver is that element that can kill a werewolf. Even a scratch of it can be death. Silver is easily available and so are wolves and I don't want deaths. Silver is malleable and so are werewolves; both can easily shift or change shapes which makes them as one. One can kill the dot too...

"Dorian, what is the update? Have the witches finalized something?" I asked him calmly expecting a positive reply.

"They are working on a formula but they aren't sure if it is going to work," he said nervously.

I pinched my nose. I took deep breaths to control down the anger that wants to flare like a volcano.

"Why? Do they want something? Gold, cash? Why are they delaying it!?" I demanded an answer and nothing came in the response.

I had numerous piles of files waiting for me to get reviewed and signed. I had a lot of work on me and never have I ever felt such a burden that I am feeling right now. I pushed back the files roughly causing everyone to jerk up. I got up on my feet and exited the office room somewhere that is quite.

As I was walking out of the castle I saw Luciano approaching me with a smirk. I had zero tolerance in me right now.

"The King seems tired. Did you catch the one behind poor Marilyn's death?" He asked in a baby voice. I rolled my eyes.

"You didn't. As expected," he said and mocked me.

"When are you leaving? Your stay has been longer than I expected," I told him looking directly at him with my jaw clenched in anger.

"I don't plan on leaving soon, Vincentius," He said and walked passed me while bumping in my shoulder harshly and purposely. I took long strides out of the castle. I saw Bellamy coming towards me from the corner of my eye but I didn't glance at her.

I couldn't deal with anything. I was under a lot of pressure and I just wanted to be alone. I know mates can ease the pain, the pressure but I don't want her feeling my share of pain. I can't be that selfish.

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Bellamy Rose

I knew Vincent felt my presence and I knew that he avoided me swiftly. It's been a week or more than that, I can't keep count. Vincent and I have not had a decent exchange since then. Either he is busy with his betas and other people in his office room or he avoids me like a plague. I can't even think of any mistake or an action that I did subconsciously to which he's giving such a reaction.

I know he is under a lot of tension, I know he is restless almost every second. I know that he feels that it's his responsibility to protect the pack. But I know the fact too that I am his equal or soon to be equal. He knows that he can share things with me. He can. I know I can ease his pain.

And once again, he is not letting me inside. He's blocking me from entering his mind, to understand him. He is ignoring me. And even though I know it's meaningless to feel this way, but I am feeling the pain too. The bond is making me feel a fraction of his struggle. Seeing him this concerned is making me concerned too.

I saw him walking out of the castle. As much as I wanted to follow him and hug him and even tell him that I am here for him I know I can't. He needs space from everything even from me. But this ache that I am feeling for him is uncontrollable.

Staring at the castle exit once again I decided to head back in my room since it was a waste of time here. I walked into my room with a feeling of loneliness. I felt cold, alone.

I want to hold Vincent's hand or to lay my head on his shoulders. I want the cold feeling to become warm and the emptiness to fill. I didn't realize that I was crying until I felt something wet on my cheeks. I was crying slowly, tears freely flowing on my cheeks, as I hear my hiccups and cries in the room. I can't get this feeling out of myself.

I know that there is no infiltration in this word, that the world is running effortlessly. I know that everyone has paid the price which is destined in their fates yet I don't see things getting easier. Instead, I see them getting worsened; instead of being among people somehow, I feel utterly alone.

A knock on the door startled me as I hastily wiped the tears. Opening the door I saw Queen Aurora standing. I welcomed her inside and motioned her to sit. I sat beside the Queen trying to portray a normal look.

"Your cheeks are stained with tears, love. Why?" She asked politely. Even I had made sure that the tears are perfectly dried yet she could easily see them.

"I just felt alone," I replied truthfully. What was the point in lying?

"Oh, honey." She brought me in for a hug and I instantly melted in her arms.

"It's okay to feel like this. Sometimes, we feel as if we are in the ocean where it's deep and dark. We aren't drowning in it we just don't know or can't figure out a way to get out. I know, there were days where I wanted Vincent's father to be there for me. To love me. Every day I wished for a peck, a kiss a hug but I didn't receive anything," she said as she looked out of the window. The Queen was sharing a hidden part of her life with me.

"What did you then? How did you get out of it?" I asked wanting to know her answer. Of course, my loneliness is little compared with hers's but I wanted an answer.

"I had my children. They became my strength. I never made my children my weakness, yes they were but I never showed the people that my kids are my weakness. I never wanted the people to take advantage of me by making my little ones suffer. So I started finding my happiness with them," she smiled at me.

"I want a family too. I never tell this to Vincent, I mean I brought up once but that conversation died down. I feel as if Vincent isn't ready yet," I said trying to tell her my point.

"Sweetie, no one is ready. You get ready through experiences and let me tell you I wasn't ready for Vincent at all. His experience made me ready for the rest of my children," she explained.

"And I think the best is to let things go in a flow. Happiness is written in your fate, Bellamy. But things occur with time." with that she stood up and kissed my forehead and exited my room leaving me with my final thoughts.

She was right. Happiness comes with time. The phase which I am feeling right now is running in my fate. I can't compete with it nor can I let it loose. My fate will win no matter but it is in me that I choose to learn from it or consider myself a loser.

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