The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 197 [Evelyn's POV] Soaking in the bath helped a little. | mean, at the very least, it took the ache out of my muscles and rolled over some of the anxiety I'd stored away from earlier. | just wished it had the ability to ease my ever-shifting emotions as well. My point in telling Alexander my feelings was not to make him worried. | could feel from the way that his hands were moving over my skin that he was tense. Knowing him, he was always looking for a solution to a problem; however, | was afraid that there really wasn't one in my case.

Honestly, | felt bad for even mentioning the whole thing to him at all. It wasn't anyone else's problem to deal with but my own. Alexander left me so that | could finish up in the bathroom. Once | was dressed, | came out to find him already lying on his side of the bed scrolling through one of his tablets. Quietly, | made it over to my side of the bed and climbed onto the mattress and slipped beneath the covers. My eyes were heavy as my body sank into the bedding with exhaustion. | couldn't believe | was so tired.

After we had ---- returned from the courthouse, | pretty much went about my normal schedule. Nothing about the day's events was remotely physically strenuous...Emotionally, though? That was, indeed, a whole other story. | felt the sudden touch of Alexander's hand brushing over my hair. "Go to sleep," he whispered. "I'm going to be up for alittle while longer." | let my eyes close and within seconds, sleep overtook me...For about ten minutes. Just as | felt myself slipping into that blissful, mindless state of REM, my body jolted awake. For a brief moment, | didn't know what was going on.

Every muscle in my body tensed and | couldn't find that same comfortable position like | had before. Alexander had obviously felt my sudden jerking movement and glanced over to look at me with worry. "What's wrong? | thought you were asleep," he commented. "| was..." | croaked. Good God, not only was | shaken awake-| was friggin' breathless too! | could still feel the sleepiness seeping through me. | wanted nothing more than to let everything about today go but there ---- was clearly something else, way in the back of my mind, that was bothering me.

Alexander placed his tablet down and turned to lie on his side, facing me. "Tell me what you're feeling," he said. "| know you're tired. After this morning, you have every right to be. But clearly, there is more going on." "| think you're right," | noted, Perhaps | had a lot more going on in my mind than | cared to acknowledge. Michael had been a problem. One problem. Just 'one problem of many many more that we were going to have to face. While he may be presently taken off the table, there was still the worry of his mother.

Caroline was nothing less than a mimic of Isabella with far more connections. Once this whole story hit the media, there was no telling how she would undoubtedly try to retaliate. There was no doubt that she still had her sights set on controlling the financial accounts of the pack even though Wendy pretty much stated that it was never going to happen. If what Alexander said about Michael was true, that every thought and opinion was just a reflection of Caroline's, then we ---- were in for a serious obstacle. Alexander reached out and curled his hand around my cheek.

" Tell me." "You see today as a win, having dealt with Michael...! feel as though we've just opened a door to a whole slew of issues now," | admitted.