The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 135 Wendy's eyes lit up with excitement whereas Nina was practically jumping out of her seat. "Really?! Oh, that's wonderful! I'll inform the staff to start moving your-" | held up a hand to stop them from getting ahead of themselves. "Please, don't make this out to be any more than it is," | said." Like | said, he and | are taking things slow. We're still working through our many issues one day at a time." "So, what I'm hearing is that | shouldn't be getting my hopes up about any possible future great-grandchildren anytime soon?" My eyes bugged out of my head. "Wendy!" Knock.

Knock. Knock. Thankfully, everyone's attention was stolen by the sudden noise of one of the staff members banging frantically on the door. "Come in," Wendy called out. As | suspected, a single maid came rushing in with a small white envelope in her hands. "Apologise for the sudden interruption," she gasped. "But this ---- letter has just come in and the carrier informed me that it was with the utmost urgency that Eveleny received it." My stomach twisted in knots as | dreaded the unknown contents of that envelope. The maid kindly handed it to me and | regrettably tore into it.

| grazed over the message and was instantly struck with an overwhelming urge to run. | needed to leave! | shot up from my seat. My voice came out trembling, "I need to go. Something's wrong." Wendy got up from her own seat and steadied my wavering balance. "What is it?" she asked. 's a letter from one of the staff members from my family's pack. Something is wrong with my brother," | croaked. "His condition has gotten severely worse. | need to go back home." [Third-Person's POV] Despite Alexander having gone to sleep alone once more, he had actually woken up with a new revitalized energy.

Things were going to work out between him and Evelyn. He was determined to make that happen. Having seen each other at breakfast, he felt that things were off ---- to a decent start. Evelyn seemed a bit more at ease. And the Alpha continued to be gracious toward his grandmother who made a rather incessant request that Evelyn begin joining her for afternoon teas again. When word had been given that the newest installment to the master bedroom had arrived, the man was practically buzzing. Yes, once the room was rearranged, he would reach out to Evelyn and seek her approval.

If she likes it, then | will ask for her to move back in with me. And if not? Well, shit. I'll gut out the room entirely and rebuild a whole new wing onto the manor until she's satisfied. A sudden knock on the door had Alexander glancing up from his work. "What is it, Oliver?" "Alexander, it's me," a soft feminine voice called out. His eyes widened. "Evelyn? Come in here." He could tell from the frantic tone of her voice that something was deeply wrong. As soon as his wife entered the room, he noticed the distinctive puffiness around her eyes as though she'd been previously crying.

"Tell me what's wrong," he demanded. ---- She sniffled and handed over the letter she'd been clutching to her chest. Alexander quickly scanned through it and gave her a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry to hear about your brother." "Alexander, | need to return back home to find out what happened," she told him with urgency. In truth, he didn't want her to leave. But refusing to let her go to her own family would undoubtedly revoke everything he tried to amend. "Alexander! Sir!" Another voice broke out through the silence. This time, it was Oliver.

The Beta came storming through the office door with a wild look of pure exhilaration. "Oliver?" "We found it," he said. "We found the car."