The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 268 It may not have been the wisest decision, but we didn't exactly have all the time in the world. "| just don't want to see you triggered and fall into another slump." | rested my hands over his arm. "I know." On the way back to Silverwood, | tried not to think about the unfathomable dread that was gradually building inside of me. Alexander must have picked up on the worry that was spreading and asked me more about Henry's theory of the use of Hemlock. | appreciated the distraction and was more than happy to obtain another opinion on the matter.

Surprisingly enough, Alexander seemed to know a bit about the vicious properties of Hemlock. He was well aware of the poison's fast-acting ability and its near untraceable nature. From what | was able to gather, he was rather impressed by Henry's capability to uncover the truth, but | wasn't about to point that out. "From what you told me about the liquidation process, it only seems logical that she would do it outside," he commented. " ---- You mentioned that you had a greenhouse back home." | nodded. "Yes.

Granted it wasn't anything like the one we have at the manor, but this one has a decently sized table inside of it." As the car pulled up to the house, my stomach felt like it had instantly filled with lead. The air thickened in my lungs, making it rather difficult for me to focus. A chilling numb sensation fell over me as Alexander helped me out of the car. "You alright?" he asked. All| could do was nod. Although | promised Alexander that | would no longer hide behind the mask while we were together at home, | decided to wear it today.

He, on the other hand, had decided that he was no longer going to hide behind his own lies. Both the wheelchair and the mask were no longer going to be a part of him. He'd claimed that it was time to move past all of it, not caring who knew the truth. | hoped to live with that kind of confidence one day. "Where is everyone?" | asked absently. As the two of us stepped into the house, we were quick to notice that there wasn't a single staff member about. Most of the lights were still off which only added a dismal, sinister feeling to the place.

---- A vicious jolt raced through me when we came upon the living room. Alexander quickly stopped moving and came to my side "It's okay. We don't have to go into that room," he whispered. " We're going to go at your pace." | went rigid. He curved his hand around the side of my head, guiding me back toward the main drag of the hallway. It was like he knew what had happened in that room... | hated how my own childhood home had become plagued with terrible, venomous memories. All because of Isabella and her awful daughter. It was heartbreaking. "This way," | whispered.

| led us back toward the gardens, or more so where the gardens used to be. Isabella had clearly let the place go to hell. Everything was way overgrown and deeply due for some general maintenance. Nonetheless, | rounded the corner where the greenhouse stood. "Hold on," | said. | noticed the large padlock on the door which never used to be there. My stomach coiled with a knowing feeling of dread "Why keep a lock on the door unless there was something you were trying to hide?" | asked. ---- | spotted a nearby rock and bent down to pick it up.

With both hands, | sought out all my repressed anger and slammed it down on the lock. It took a few good swings before the padlock split in half and fell to the ground in pieces. Alexander reached for the handle and the two of us slipped inside.