His eyes slightly narrowed at comment meet behind him. He was entitled to not give any answers to what she had accused him of. If he wanted, as the king, he could have had her beheaded and then thrown into deep ditch never to be spoken of again. He sighed and turned around, casted a look to his ambassador who nodded in understanding.

Stepped forward and in front of Tessa. "Theresa woods, you are the gaurdian of Adaline, in fact the only member she has left from a family that is living. I hope you want to keep it that way." He eyed her and then turned around to move back.

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" Wha—"

She did not complete the sentence and he knew that I am taken care of it. Thankfully The ambassador had enough sense to make sure that she did not over step the line and have herself killed.

He walked countless hallways to the Royal in family. It was not just infirmary of the soldiers between the royal family was kept and treated.

His mate was also kept there.

Percent was in the entire palace but when as he came closer to the door it became stronger than ever. His beast surfaced and growled in his mind, possession of what was his was now finally here in his arms, in his world.

But a sadness lingered. She was still unconscious.

He sighed and stopped in front of it. How the hell was supposed to go in a look at the women who he had disappointed all his life?

Decide again and turned around. Walking away from the door he moved to wear his office was. These three weeks that she had been unconscious and he had been out hunting a lot of work had been piled up and he knew that he had to prioritise it as well.

"Get everything here." He commanded as soon as the doors to his office opened and he took his seat. His assistants nodded and moved out to get the paperwork that required his immediate attention.

Is years even though his attention all of it was on the paperwork picked up the distinct sound of his mother's footsteps. She knew that he was here. Her maternal instincts that pick her up even before she was informed about his arrival. Now she was coming to meet him.

"Are you not going to meet her?" She croaked out and he closed his eyes. The sadness and her eyes and voice was something that he could not tolerate. Even though he had duties to the nation and the world If his mother continued with this he knew that he would lose and fall apart.

"Please," he muttered out, opening his eyes focused on the paperwork once again.

Silent selected in between them and the only noise was him by the turning the pages or running them. His pen scraped the bottom of the page and with the supernatural hearing both of them were able to hear it as loud as possible.

He had acquired sniff and his heart broke. He placed the pen down and closed his eyes. His hands and widely over his head and then roughly to his hair as she gripped them and put them hard.

"Mother," he pleaded, a begging expression taking over his face, "please."

"I can't." She shook her head as her lip trembled wildly looking at him. Her big doe eyes shining brightly with the tears that were threatening to fall any moment. "Everything is over for us. Alexander . ." She broke down, hardly being Able to continue after that.

Her shoulders shook hard and continuously as sorted out the entire room. Her scent was started off in the air with grief and sadness that he could not breathe in. His resolve finally broke and he closed his eyes as he pushed his chair back and stood up.

Walking up to her him utter a quiet mother under his tone and pulled her up to hug her. Taking her in his arms he placed his chin her head and kissed it, holding uerbas she cried. "How d-did it ha-happen?" She choked out on thr words, "no one ev-ever tells me anything. No one is t-telling me how my . . S-son died!" She shrieked.

He gulped and rubbed her shoulder. " It all happened too quickly Mother."

" Tell me!" She demanded, pulled back and punched his shoulder with all her might, barely making him move. "Tell me!"

He gulped but gave in. As their mother she had the equal right to know what exactly happened. When he came and left added in here he did not bother telling anyone what happened and his father had gathered everything from bits and pieces that he too, did not have the strength to tell anything to his mother except for the fact that the dead body had been brought was of her son.

He inhaled a long breath, "We were late to reach to her and by the time we did the ritual had already started and reached to the last age. I was not aware of the fact that Adeline was pregnant. Her scent never changed which I still wonder why but there was witch craft was involved and now we know that for sure."

"Witchcraft?" Cassandra whimpered. Every woman knew the effect of witchcraft on pregnant women could have long lasting effects and affect future pregnancy is as well. It could even if the fertility of the women as a whole rendering her a barren graveyard.

He nodded with his eye casted down. "Adelene was barely taking any breathes and she was barely breathing when I made sure that she was alive and by the time I don't know how I had completely forgotten about the child," he huffed, some father he'd make, ". . By the time I looked for the little girl—"

"Girl?" She whispered, interruptimg him and placed a hand on her mouth, "It was a girl?"

He closed his eyes and nodded, his mother wiped away the fallen tear on his cheek.