The War God Alpha’s Arranged Bride Novel

---- Chapter 314 But | had to do something. My heart was racing. | closed my eyes and took in a deep breath before gradually leaning my head down. The undeniable pressure from the blade was pressing well into my neck. | bit through the pain until that last second when | snapped my head back and heard the victorious sound of Gregoy's nose breaking. The King let out a disgruntled snarl. For the first time, he loosened his hold on me and | was able to slip away. Unfortunately, it wasn't without feeling the mean tip of the blade tear at my throat. Everything happened in those same few seconds.

| dropped to my knees and immediately wrapped my hand around my neck to slow down whatever bleeding there was. Meanwhile, Alexander coldly slashed the throat of the man he'd been holding onto. A horrible shudder ran through me as | watched the whole scene take place. "Oliver," Alexander barked. "Get Evelyn out of here. Call lan and have him check her wounds and anyone else who may need him." Gregory was distracted, Alexander moved forward and knocked ---- the blade from his hand. Oliver rushed to my side and tried to see the severity of the injury on my neck "Lift your hand," he told me.

| leaned my head back. His face filled with relief. "It's only a minor cut. Nothing vital was hit." While that was a relief, there was still a huge problem that needed to be settled. My voice felt hoarse in my throat. "Oliver, you can't let Alexander kill Gregory," | rasped. He gave me an admonished look. "Evelyn." | shook my head. "If he does then he is no better than Gregory and all the previous Kings who ruled before him." | knew Alexander was beyond the point of seeing logic and reason. The murderous look in his eyes was proof enough of that.

"All that time he spent on building a case on Gregory will fall to nothing if the man is never properly exposed to the media." Alexander bit out a grueling snarl, causing Oliver and | to turn our heads. The man was seething. God only knew the number of times the man had envisioned holding the Alpha King's life at the end of a sharp blade. And to think that he had to give it up. ---- "She's right," Alexander groaned in anger. "I can't kill you. Not yet at least." Gregory's hands were bloodied from his broken nose, barely paying any mind to what was going on.

"The whole region is going to know the kind of person you really are. And when they do, I'll let them decide what your fate will be." Gregory hissed through his hands. "So you think you're just going to replace me and the legacy my family's built for the last century?" "I'm going to be running this region the way that it should have been this whole time. Starting with your exposure and weeding through all the little illegal businesses you have operating. It will be as if you never existed." A large group of soldiers came to surround Gregory on all sides.

"Take him down to the holding cells," he ordered, We watched as the former King was hauled out of the main hall For what it was worth, | was glad that Alexander was able to see sense at the last moment. But | couldn't ignore the fearful dread that was still determined to linger.