Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder
Sold As The Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 90
Chapter 16 Back To Hell
His mother had asked him to come on Tuesday, so Tuesday it was. After two unsuccessful days of searching for Roxanne, Lancelot resigned to fate with anger and vengeance in his
heart.
He was going to go back to London, but he swore that whenever he came back, he would find her and make her pay
for humiliating him. No matter the cost or time it took. It was exactly 7am when Lancelot and Peter boarded the first class flight from New York, America, to London, England. All through the flight, Lancelot could think of nothing besides the violet eyed American woman and all the drama waiting for him at home..
“…with all that’s going on here…” His mother had said.
Just what was she up to again?
At exactly 2:15pm, Lancelot’s plane touched down London. There was a car waiting for them at the airport.
Lancelot recognised his father’s limosine by the Dankworth name engraved in silver above the plate number. He scoffed, his father had always been one to announce himself. Perhaps, it was because of his mother’s pride. Anywhere Madeline Dankworth stepped into, she made sure people knew and recognised her presence. Just like a hurricane, she was one to leave a lasting effect – whether good or bad depended on how she saw you – wherever she went.
The ride through London to the Dankworth palace was a long and silent one hour journey. One that Lancelot stared out of the window all through. Beside him, Peter continued to answer his calls and discuss with people over the phone. Arranging meetings and cancelling meetings, adjusting Lancelot’s schedules and approving appointments. Lancelot would have glanced over to the man and acknowledged his good work, but he was lost in thoughts.
There was a whole lot waiting for him at the palace, a lot that he would give anything to be away from. The limo stopped in front of Magnificent steel gates. Lancelot knew he had finally arrived home, he could see his mother’s favorite flowers; Ixora, lillies and Alamanda’s planted on opposite sides of the tarred road. As they drove past the gates into the large compound, Lancelot took note of the wandering horses, the garden and the water fountain. His eyes drifted to the feet sculpture of his grandfather, Edward Dankworth the second. Lancelot wanted to smile on memories of the man, he was still an icon and would remain so in Lancelot’s mind. The car came to a halt in front of the mahogany doors of entrance into the Dankworth house. Lancelot took a look at it and sighed, before opening the car door and stepping out of it. Behind him, Peter and the driver sought to put their luggages into place, sorting out Peter’s from Lancelot’s. As Lancelot approached the door, he loosened the silver cuffs on the sleeves of his red shirt and adjusted his collar, removing the first two buttons as well. It was a deliberate effort to infuriate his mother. He knew she would flip on seeing how “improperly” he had walked into her fortress.
revealing the figure and face of a very familiar
bit kinder to the boy. Lee had served the Dankworth house for thirty years. As a young boy, he had come into the family with his father, who served Lancelot’s great grand father and grand father. When Lee lost his father, he decided to take over and cater for the family that had shown him so much love. Perhaps, that was the reason he was so drawn to Edward Dankworth’s second son, Lancelot Dankworth. “Your
had always been so much fun to be with “Oh, come off it Lee! You and I know you’re less than happy to see me.” “Perhaps you are right. Your room has always been the hardest to put in order…” He paused and looked over Lancelot’s shoulder with a smile on his face. Lee had always been grateful he had grown to be a tall lean man, or else, Lancelot would have towered above him. “…God only knows
in the city of atrocities. Whining and dining with all the beautiful daughters of
in, fighting back the urge to
too. Lancelot took one look around the corridor. It was a long and narrow link to the rest of the house. The walls were covered with red wallpapers, and had portraits of Dankworth’s ancestry all over it. It had always been so. Whenever anyone stepped into the mansion, the magnificence and power of the most powerful lineage and royalty of the most powerful werewolf pack, greeted them first. With it, they began to harbor second thoughts if their intention was to harm any member of this family. None of the Dankworth’s were ones to be played with. Each of them, no matter how peaceful and quite they appeared to be, had a demon of their own hidden in them. As Lancelot and Lee walked through the corridor to the foot of the stairs that led to the major rooms in the house, Lancelot looked around one last time. While his gaze lingered on the door to his father’s throne room that stood at the right side of the staircase, Lee tugged at his arm. “I guess the goddess failed to grant your wishes after all.” Lee spoke in a
his mother’s ever elegant appearance. Even in her sleep, Madeline never failed to radiate riches, aristocracy and power. It was almost as if elegance ran through her veins instead of
eyes that showed that she had seen a lot in her years on Earth, nothing else about her told the world that she was a woman going to sixty. 11 Lancelot hadn’t been her son, he would have thought she was only ten years
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hair styled in a neat French plait and her eyes bright and blue. Her both hands were in intertwined in front of her and she had
thought. Just the way his
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you, I do know you need some rest before dinner and so I would allow you to rest.” Madeline said, looking up at her son who now towered above her. Lancelot’s eyes narrowed at her. For his mother to postpone her nagging to dinner or after dinner, it meant something big was about to happen. “What is happening during dinner mother?” Madeline’s brows furrowed in a scowl. She stayed quiet as Butler Lee and Peter passed by them with Lancelot’s luggages in their hands. When she was sure they had passed, she narrowed her eyes at Lancelot. “A dinner to welcome you back home. Plus, we need to start preparing for your
never to early to be ready, your grandfather used to say that to your father a lot. So, I called and invite everyone to the house. Your wedding is to come soon after your coronation, there is a lot to prepare for, the earlie. we gather everyone together, the better for us all. Your cousins,
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