The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 189 [Third-Person's POV] Alexander stared at his wife in utter shock. At first, he seriously thought he'd misheard Evelyn's request. Then again, it wasn't much of a request as it was a forward demand. Her stance remained unwavering as she waited for him to hand over the key to the one place in the house that he never wanted her to enter. "No," he said Evelyn's eyes widened but her look of surprise was much briefer than his. Her features hardened into a stern scowl. "Give me the key, Alexander." "| said no," he told her. "I do not want you going down there ever.

It's not safe." Everyone could sense that her anger was growing from his firm refusal. She took a solid step back from him and narrowed her eyes. She crossed her arms over her chest, giving him a defensive glare. Evelyn was in a very vulnerable and sensitive state-anyone with a working pair of eyes could see that. Of course, she would be ---- upset about this unexpected discovery. Alexander felt as though, perhaps, he should have been better prepared for the situation in an event like this. He slowly and calmly lifted his hands up in a sign of defense.

" Look, you're not thinking clearly- "Do not treat me like I'm some kind of a mental patient!" she fired back bitterly. "I'm telling you right now, my thoughts have never been more clear. It's because of him that my brother has been fighting for his life." "And it's because of you that he's still alive," he clarified. He let out a long deflated breath. "Tell me exactly what's going to happen if | hand over this key. Hm?" Evelyn bit back a spiteful sneer at his backhanded assumption.

"I'm not planning on attacking Michael with one of the multitude of lethal instruments that are sitting down there, alright? What | intend to do is simply confront him about this whole matter," she explained. Alright. To be fair, Evelyn had briefly considered taking at least one of the weapons off the wall and chucking it at Michael out of sheer anger. The man deserved nothing less. For months her brother had been fighting for his life and she had been trying to do everything in her power to help him get better.

---- Despite all the trials, obstacles, and manipulative family members, she was determined to see the day when Edward would open his eyes and be back in her life. She refused to let any more tears fall because of Michael. The amount of trauma and damage he'd inflicted on her life was too astounding to ignore. "He deserves to know the damage that has come from his actions to the fullest extent!" she said. "He needs to be made aware that all actions have consequences and that what he's done needs to be accounted for. No, Alexander, | don't intend on bludgeoning him with something sharp.

What I'm going to do is verbally rip him apart and make him wish that | had used one of those many knives that are hanging on the wall." It was physically impossible for Oliver's eyes to get any larger. Whereas, Alexander, on the other hand, was far too aroused by his Luna's hidden dark side. He knew she was fiercely protective when it came to the people and things she cared about-but he never would have thought she would resort to physical violence. It made him seriously consider having her set up for training lessons with a few of his soldiers.

She had the drive for it, there was no doubt of that. All the more, she had a point when she was speaking of Michael's misdeeds. "Okay," he muttered. "! will hand you the key on two conditions." ---- Evelyn hadn't tried to argue and waited for him to state his stipulations "One. You are not to enter Michael's cell," he told her.