The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 202 [Third-Person's POV] Isabella was in a sour mood since the staff had delivered the morning paper along with her typical slew of magazines and gossip columns. Being able to find out what the news fashion trends were along with the hottest celebrity rumors was one of her favorite pastimes. Having the chance to flip through her many magazines had always been one of the few pleasures in her life-especially when things were getting stressful. However, when Isabella had been given that morning's pile, her eager excitement had all but evaporated into dust.

Spread across nearly every single cover were photos of Alexander and Evelyn. Isabella couldn't believe what she was seeing. In her mind, she couldn't begin to fathom why anyone would want to photograph Evelyn or her husband Her husband-who just so happened to be back in his wheelchair...How interesting. She figured that perhaps it was because of the stylish outfit Evelyn had been wearing at the time. Yet, once she got over glaring at the pictures, Isabella finally started to read some of ---- the headlines. Her eyes grew wider and wider in sheer disbelief.

"What the actual hell?!" There was simply no way that a single word of what she was reading was true. How on earth did Alexander and Evelyn have Michael, Caroline's son, sentenced to a life in prison? She'd made sure to read over the first few sentences of the article to ensure that she understood what was going on. At first, her mind was racing frantically as she searched for any potential reason as to why Michael had been imprisoned. What were the charges that were being held against him? Her nerves were spiraling when she thought back to that frantic night.

Perhaps something had happened between him and Evelyn and Alexander's way of handling it meant sending his own sibling off to jail. Her heart slammed in her rib cage. If that was how the man treated his own family, there was no telling what he could end up doing to her. After all, she was the one who slipped Evelyn the aphrodisiac in the first place. Perhaps, this was Alexander wanting to get even Isabella continued to read through a majority of the columns to search for any particular clues that could link to her involvement.

But, on the contrary, what she found was something a bit more shocking. ---- Now, granted, even Isabella knew that a majority of what she would read in these columns was pure nonsense and hardly factual. But one journalist had included a direct quote from Alexander, himself. "Michael Kingston is and has been a threat to the general public ever since he tried to have me assassinated several months ago." An assassination attempt?

Another cold chill raced down Isabella's spine while an unsettling wave of nausea pooled at the bottom of her stomach Once more she was quick to compare her situation to this unexpected development. If any of this was remotely true about Michael trying to go after Alexander, then that didn't make her situation much different either. Yes, she tried to kill Edward-or, at the very least, ensure that he would never wake out of his coma. Her nerves twisted and coiled with anxiety.

Evelyn was many things in her mind-annoying, odd, impaired when it came to fashion, unpredictable, and irritatingly different from the vast majority of others her age. However, the one, major thing that Evelyn wasn't was stupid. The moment she caught wind of her brother's health taking a ---- massive slip, she immediately began reversing the effects of the toxins Isabella had administered. Not only that, but she was certain that Evelyn even knew that it was her who had been behind the whole scheme.

Isabella feared that somehow this stunt would land her in the courtroom and potentially behind bars. Unfortunately, ever since she discovered that Edward's rooms were being guarded twenty-four-seven, she still hadn't been able to resume her own plans. Soon the toxins would be completely out of his system, if they weren't already, which meant that the Silverwood Alpha was on his way back to a full recovery.