The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 271 [Third-Person's POV] Leonard wanted to question why Evelyn and Alexander refused to continue their conversation in the living room. Instead, he turned to head back toward his private study. He resumed his earlier position behind his desk while Evelyn and Alexander took the two available chairs across from him. The older Alpha was still having a hard time comprehending what he'd been told. Even more so, he couldn't believe the physical pain his one daughter had endured. It didn't make sense. Why would anyone want to target her?

Leonard had become a man of very few words as the years went on, but he was always somewhat aware of Evelyn's light-hearted nature. She was nothing like Samantha. Her focus and attention was usually placed on something that held more meaning and consequence. He was faintly aware of her studies. While Samantha chose to become a socialite, Evelyn chose to learn the inner workings of how a pack was supposed to operate. It was useful, sure, but he'd been worried that Evelyn's particular personality would drive off any possible suitors in the future.

Meanwhile, Samantha focussed all her attention on being the prettiest ---- woman at any social gathering, yet she failed to comprehend basic pack systems. When the marriage offer came in from the Alpha King, Leonard was wary of the idea of Samantha being matched with Alexander. For such an accomplished Alpha, there was no way he was going to tolerate someone like her. Nonetheless, at the time, everyone believed Alexander to be paralyzed and disfigured, Isabella outrightly refused to let her chosen child be paired off with such a ruthless and unappealing man.

As time went on, Leonard was more than surprised to find that Evelyn had not only made her marriage with Alexander work but discovered that the two were naturally dynamic with each other. More so than Samantha and Liam could ever be. Hell, when that marriage came about, Leonard merely shook his, head. It had been a horrible match from the very beginning. Now that both of his daughters were married and out of the house, all that was left was him and Isabella-and, of course, Edward. Edward...

Anytime Leonard would allow his thoughts to drift to his poor son, his chest was always filled with the most agonizing feeling. ---- The chances of Edward ever coming out of his coma were always slim. And then by some miracle of a chance, Edward's vitals were growing stronger. The chances of him finally waking up actually seemed possible. However, when Edward's health had taken that sudden turn for the worse, that glimmer of hope had instantly dissolved. Yet, somehow, Evelyn found a solution.

Leonard had taken his daughter's words to heart after she'd scolded him for not taking any care or interest in Edward's well- being. He'd tried to check in on his son a few days following Evelyn's sudden departure, only to find that the door was being heavily guarded. The guard had told him that with all due respect, no one was allowed to enter Edward's except for his physician. Leonard was. taken aback by this order that had been unknowingly set in place by his own daughter. Why on earth would Evelyn refuse to let their own family in to see Edward?

He attempted to confront Isabella about the development but was instantly shut down. She sneered and rolled her eyes, not wanting to take any part in the conversation. He found her bitter temperament on the matter rather odd. From that moment onward, Leonard noticed Isabella's mood grow increasingly grimmer. She was quick to let out a biting remark at anyone who dared to approach her. He wouldn't have ---- thought that her behavior would ever be connected to Edward. "What you saw out there was distilling equipment," Alexander started.

"It would appear that your wife has been playing chemist, Mr. Silverwood. She's been experimenting with Hemlock."