The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 108 [Third-Person's POV] Alexander felt himself teetering on the line of total insanity. Goddamnit! What the actual Hell?? How had he come so close to telling Evelyn the truth only to be snatched away, yet again?! It was as if life itself didn't want him to get close to Evelyn-his own wife! He was feeling bitter and beyond frustrated. His jaw was clenched while his hands were curled tightly into fists. He had no idea what sort of call would be coming in that absolutely demanded his attention. He'd stormed down the hallway toward his office with Oliver close at his side.

The Beta could feel the steaming tension rolling off of him and almost dared not to speak. Had their relationship not been as close and long-standing as it was, Oliver would have feared for his own well-being. Alexander was not happy. He of all people knew that the man had been trying to find the right time and place to tell Evelyn the truth. So, it wasn't as though he'd interrupted their pivotal moment on purpose. Quite the contrary. ---- While Alexander was spending time with Evelyn, Oliver made it a point to cover any and all calls that were expected to come in.

Ever since the tea mixture had gotten tampered with, Oliver made it a point to reach out to each buyer and inform them about the unexpected mishap. Evelyn thanked him personally for the helping hand while she began the prepping process for the new mixture. In return, they received numerous callbacks confirming the updates and any other possible order changes. When that one phone call came in, Oliver was fully anticipating that it was going to involve just another customer order update. However, upon answering the phone, he was quick to discover that it was, indeed, not a work call.

It was Alexander's Stepmother. With her usual self-entitled tone, demanded to speak to Alexander immediately. Oliver maintained his respectful demeanor and tried to inform her that Alexander was indisposed and wasn't able to take any calls at the moment. Caroline was not having any of it. Her tone only grew more impatient and ordered Oliver to find Alexander pronto. "Surely the Alpha can make time for his family," she said with her shrill, ear-piercing voice. "His brother is finally taking a break ---- from his studies and will be home for the next two weeks.

It is only proper that Alexander show a welcoming face. So, find him!!"" Oliver was, very likely, the only person who truly understood Alexander's genuine disdain for his younger brother. Of course, he never expressed his own feelings and opinions toward the younger Kingston heir, but one could easily understand the imbalance that was always present when the two of them shared the same space. "This had better be fucking worth my goddamn time," Alexander snarled. "I'm giving you a heads up," Oliver muttered. "It's Caroline." Alexander halted his movements only slightly when he heard this.

Caroline? What the hell could his Stepmother want? Could it be that she was trying to get Fiona back in his good graces? There was no doubt that after he'd banished Fiona from his pack she didn't run, crying back to Caroline for some kind of support. If that were really the case behind this unwarranted phone call, Alexander was going to seriously contemplate tearing out the landline in his house. There was no chance in hell that Fiona would ever be allowed back on his property.

After what she tried to do, she should have been grateful that he hadn't reported her directly to the Royal ---- Family. She deserved nothing less than a serious psych evaluation and possibly imprisonment. The two entered the office and he practically flew out of the wheelchair to snatch up the phone. He took in a steady breath and tried to find what little patience was left in him.