The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 620

Chapter 620: BIG MOUTH!

The throne room emptied slowly, voices drifting out like ghosts, whispers still trembling with the weight of Xaden’s judgement.

But Fiona barely heard any of it. Her heart was beating too loudly, too painfully. Everything inside her felt raw, from the horror of Anna’s crimes to the dizzying relief of seeing her and Uther dragged away.

It was over.

Anna was gone.

Truly gone.

Yet the moment her eyes found Erik standing near the far pillar, staring at her like she was the last thing anchoring him...she felt it, the sharp twist of dread in Fiona’s chest.

No.

No, this wasn’t over.

Not for her.

Erik moved first.

He pushed off the pillar and started toward her slowly, each step heavy, deliberate, almost fearful.

Fiona looked away quickly, pretending to adjust Nanny Nia’s shawl even though the old woman was already steady on her feet.

"Thank you, dear," Nanny Nia murmured. "I think my work here is done."

And then Nanny Nia seemed to be looking in a different direction.

Fiona closed her eyes knowing what was coming.

"Well. I have to leave for other matters. You deserve privacy." Nanny Nia said with a wink knowingly.

Before Fiona could say a word, she patted her hand before quietly excusing herself.

Leaving Fiona alone.

And Erik standing a few meters away, breathing unevenly.

"Fi..." Erik said softly.

The sound of his voice nearly shattered her. It held relief, hope, longing, and something else she couldn’t bear to name.

She stiffened. "Hello."

He walked closer as he nodded. "How are you?"

"Fine." She replied as she itched the side of her arms.

He came and stood beside her as they both looked at Xaden.

Xaden was seated on his throne, his mind far away.

Fiona wondered how he felt.

His entire family gone.

Disgraced his family name and now he was alone.

She wanted to walk up to him and hug him.

Hold him and tell him that it was okay.

He had turned down Anna and called her-Fiona- his family.

She wasn’t blood, but she was now his family.

His only sister.

And it was so cruel that he had been forced to make those decisions.

Forced to sentence his sister to death.

"Don’t." Erik said softly.

She rose a brow.

"Let him heal his wounds on his own first." Erik advised. "No one can ever fathom what he is facing. But he needs to nurse his own wounds. Then, you can comfort him. But for now ?"

Erik turned to look at Xaden who was still seated at his throne, staring into nothingness before saying. "You should let him be."

Fiona silently agreed.

She very quietly left the throne room, and didn’t need to hear his footsteps to know Erik was following her.

She could feel him.

Whenever he was around her body lost control of itself.

The hair on her back stood and she would feel herself drowning.

It amazed her that despite not being her mate, she was so terribly affected by him.

She wondered if this was how he and Anna had felt for each other and it made her further angry.

Even though Anna was now dead.

"Fiona please wait-

He caught her arm behind.

She jerked her arm and twirled to face him.

She was breathing so heavily she thought her face would explode.

She was now staring at his handsome face, streaks of blonde hair loose from its hold.

He paused but didn’t stop coming closer. "We need to talk."

"There’s nothing to talk about." She replied quickly.

"There is." His voice cracked, the control slipping. "Anna is gone. Everything she did, everything she forced between us, it doesn’t have to hold us hostage anymore."

Fiona felt her throat close.

She lifted her chin, icy. "Is that what you think this was? Hostage?"

Erik flinched. Actually flinched.

His shoulders fell as he stood in front of her, looking ruined.

Truly ruined. She had never seen Erik this undone, not even during the investigation, not even after she had severed their relationship.

She found herself beginning to feel guilty but she swallowed her emotions.

"Fiona..." He reached for her hand.

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