Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved

Anthony's POV: 

Once Jennifer fell asleep, I still couldn't get over the feeling of uneasiness, so I got up from the bed.

Not wanting to disturb her sleep, I walked out of the bedroom as quietly as I could and went to the monitoring room.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw my attendants watching the surveillance videos as per my instructions.

"Have you found anything?" I asked them.

"Mr.Jones, we've been checking the surveillance videos from the time period before and after Mrs.Jones was attacked, but we haven't found anything suspicious yet," the head attendant _ replied respectfully.

I nodded.

"I'll watch the videos together with you.We'll get the work done faster."

"Yes, Mr.Jones."

The attendant led me to a screen and opened up a surveillance video for me.

"Please watch this one."

Motioning for the attendant to leave me be, I focused on the video playing in front of me.

The cameras were on 24/7, recording every moment of every day.

Needless to say, it was a monotonously tedious task to watch the surveillance videos, but in order not to miss even the slightest clue, we had to watch everything from beginning to end without taking our eyes off of it.

As long as we could find a clue to catch Larry, all this effort would be worth it.

Calming myself down, I watched the video, playing it at double the speed since there was nothing of significance happening.

Time passed by.

All of a sudden, something caught my eye.

A strange figure appeared on the screen.

It was a man who kept looking around.

His movements were strange and dodgy.

Judging from his clothes, he wasn't a palace guard.

And most importantly, his physique looked highly similar to Larry's.

"Come and take a look at this," I said to my attendants, pausing the video.

"Do any of you recognize this man? Is he one of the guards?"

"No, Mr.Jones.We've never seen him before," the head attendant replied solemnly.

With a nod, I rewound the video a few seconds and played it, watching that particular section of the mysterious man's appearance over and over again.

After a while, I asked, "Can you zoom in and make the video clearer so that we can see his face?"

A technician immediately ran over and bowed.

"Of course, Mr.Jones."

the video into a software, and worked on

the mysterious man's face was displayed clearly on the screen,

it was none

footage from the surveillance cameras near

they found the surveillance

watched the screen as Larry wandered around the garden for a while before seemingly disappearing into

must have used some magic

and paused it right before the moment Larry

some reason, an ominous feeling

was still hiding inside the royal palace? If so,

threat that we

and ordered, "Dispatch a few of the royal guards to guard the palace.Strengthen the defense around the perimeters, and also increase the protection around Jennifer and my mother.Arrange the guards to

head

the deployment of the forces in the royal palace that I

I

wanted to go back to

and trustworthy, I wouldn't be able to put my heart

I found that

breathing gradually calmed down, and I was finally able

my dear wife, I closed my

‘'Good night, Jennifer.’' 

next day, I awoke early in

the

up, so I just leaned over and

she needed to rest as much as

Jennifer's POV: 

to find the

that Anthony

I

to have a meeting with the elders.He told us not to wake you up so that you

nodded at the maid, deciding to go and talk to Anthony after breakfast to see if there was

freshening up, I changed into a

out, however, the maid

parcel just arrived for

cardboard box.I raised my

it be? I hadn't bought anything

the possibilities,

a gift from one

just wanted to

as well as who it was from, since there was no

maid to bring me a pair of scissors, which I used to personally unseal the

usual, so it took me some

the cardboard box, I couldn't help but gasp at the beautiful,

smile on my face widened as I lifted the gift box

the gift box was somewhat heavy, making it hard for me to

be?" I murmured to

it's chocolate

gift box, I dropped it back onto

glass bottle, in which there was the corpse

I stepped back, trying