The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 250 | can't have her hating herself even more. Even if Samantha is deserving of such consequences. "Doing this to Samantha isn't going to change anything," he said calmly. "This isn't who you are-" Evelyn's lips pulled back in a sneer. "Maybe you don't know who | am," she bit out. Her words felt like taking a slap to the face. He knew he couldn't relate to her pain. Not really. He'd been living behind a mask under false pretenses whereas she was wearing it to bear through the ongoing nightmares.

It pained Alexander to no end, knowing that he wasn't able to take the pain from her, much less be able to shoulder some of it. The two of them were locked in their own battle of wills. He refused to let go of her wrist while Evelyn refused to let go of Samantha. The silence which had fallen over the room was deafening. It wasn't until Liam spoke out that some of the tension finally broke. "Isabella has been staying with us," he admitted. ---- Samantha gasped and sputtered, likely trying to tell her foolish husband to keep his mouth shut.

But no one paid any attention They all turned their heads toward him. "| didn't think anything of it at first, but perhaps | should have," Liam explained shamefully. Alexander raised a brow. "Did she not say anything to you that made you feel like something wasn't right?" Liam could only shrug. "It wasn't as though Isabella had ever come to visit the pack before, so it didn't make much sense why all of a sudden she'd become so insistent on wanting to visit now. She claimed that she wasn't used to living on her own since Leonard left on some business trip.

She claimed that she left behind a note for him, letting him know that she would be staying with us for a little while. Honestly, the whole situation never really sat well with me, but who was | to complain? Samantha has proven herself to be an utterly useless Luna and | was desperate for the help." "What exactly is Isabella helping you with?" Evelyn questioned tightly. Alexander noticed the way Liam had actively avoided her gaze. "She's helping me rebuild the pack's inner structure." Liam's answer made Evelyn scoff, raising yet another red flag in ---- his mind.

However, it was enough to make Evelyn lower her hand that held the glass shard. "What about Fiona? Has there been any word of her?" Alexander inquired. "That, unfortunately, | don't know," he answered. There was a great deal of tension and excess energy flying through Evelyn's body. But she relinquished her hold on the glass and let it fall to the floor. By doing so, Alexander finally felt comfortable to release his own death grip on her hand. They all watched as Evelyn pulled back from Samantha's neck, finding a circular bruise above her collarbone.

Samantha gasped and choked on the much-needed air that was finally able to come in. Evelyn glared at her Stepsister in hatred. Before anyone could properly react, she curled her hand into a tight fist and swung her arm back, aiming to hit Samantha directly in the face. The grueling sound of a bone snapping echoed off the walls as her Stepsister flailed backward. A stream of blood covered both her hands and face. "You bitch! You broke my nose," she cried out. "You deserve far worse than that," Evelyn said coldly.