The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 309 [Third-Person's POV] If Caroline Kingston was anything, she was a fighter. When the King had her hauled to the lower levels of the palace, she knew she was going to face one of two fates. Either she was going to die at the King's hand or at Alexander's. And truly she wasn't sure which one was worse But knowing her, she was about to give up. There were still a handful of useful pieces of information he kept away in dire times like these.

Within the hour she'd been brought to one of the holding cells, Caroline had shouted till her lungs were ready to give out for the King to give her one last chance. Gregory's sudden appearance gave her a flicker of hope. "What?" he snapped. "Alexander has a weakness." A line formed between the King's brows. "Let me guess, would that weakness just so happen to be his wife, Evelyn?" Caroline felt her heart drop into her stomach. She hid her panic behind her eyes and casually nodded along. ---- "Right you are," she hummed.

"If you want to bring Alexander to his knees, then you're going to have to do it by getting to her first." "| am well aware of that, Caroline. In fact, after | had you brought here, | decided to reach out to an old friend-someone that | can actually rely on to get a job done," he hissed. She narrowed her eyes at his cutting tone. "And just how exactly does your friend think he's going to get into the compound?" she questioned. "Alexander's security system is unmatched." "So what?

Is this you trying to barter your way out of prison with some ingenious piece of information that only you happen to know?" Caroline clicked her tongue and tilted her head. A devious smile worked its way across her face. "As a matter of fact, yes. Unless you want your friend to fail and you're prepared to hand over the throne to Alexander..." Gregory sneered at her conniving behavior. To think it was the main reason why he'd gotten along with her in the first place.

He folded his arms over his chest and lowered his head "What exactly do you wish to gain for this trade then?" "For starters, | want out of this damn prison cell. Then, you're ---- going to let me get the hell out of here," she said. "And | can easily assure you that you will never hear from me ever again." "My, my. That's quite the trade. But is the information you have actually worth it?" "You tell me," she said pointedly. "What time is it?" His brows drew together as he glanced at the watch on his wrist. "Half-past one. Why?" "| know exactly where Evelyn is at the Manor.

Her schedule is as. predictable as Alexander's. She'll be working in the greenhouse. Alone. Now, as for how you're going to get your friend beyond the border... know of a way that will ensure he'll be able to get through the wall and swipe Evelyn before anyone is any the wiser." After Caroline had gone through explaining exactly what needed to be done, the King gave his word. "Once Evelyn is in my custody, I'll see that my end of the deal has been fulfilled." All that left Caroline to do now was wait.

However, as Gregory turned to take his leave, she couldn't help but notice the underhanded expression he wore on his face. It set her nerves on edge and filled her with doubt. ---- [Evelyn's POV] "What the hell?" | slurred under my breath. | couldn't remember when | actually ended up passing out. All that | did know was that my head was pounding and | couldn't see anything. When | tried opening my eyes, | felt a sort of cloth material draped over my face.