Sold AS The alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 479

Chapter 137: A Ring in My Pocket

*Warren*

After Luther was dead, things settled down quickly. All of his former allies of Shadow vowed loyalty to King Theo and the battlefields were cleaned up so fast that it was almost like it never happened. Any concerns or doubts they’d had about Theo being like Sebastian were put to rest.

Minimal loss of lives. They did it. Theo and Ciana did it.

Forthose whose homes and packs were destroyed by Sebastian, Theo sent a lot of aid to their territories to help them rebuild their packs. They were also given the option of joining other packs if they felt there were no homes for them to return to.

Theo offered all the rebuilding and relocation assistance he could.

A lot of the ex-Shadow members, aka victims of Sebastian’s deeds over the years, had to re-find their place in the world.

Just like me.

***

We’d held Maggie’s funeral in the royal cemetery a couple of weeks ago. Theo had insisted, even though she wasn’t blood related to the crown. I was grateful for the effort he put in, holding a grand funeral ceremony, worthy of a princess.

It had been a gray, solemn day, though, and my heart still ached with her absence.

I’d wanted to help Theo with the funeral arrangements, but he’d insisted on doing it all. so that I could have some time to mourn.

“Warren, leave this to me. This is the least I could do for Maggie. Also, it helps to take my mind off Ciana as well,’’ he told me. He’d run himself ragged and there were a few days where I thought he might actually reach his breaking point with how much he had going on.

Standing before Maggie’s grave, I leaned down to place a fresh rose on her gravestone.

“I miss you every day. I don’t think that will ever go away,” I muttered. I traced the letters of her name with the rose petals.

Theo had planted white flowers on the grave mound and they were just starting to bloom. I thought it was a very thoughtful gesture toward her.

“We have a lot of work to do to make the kingdom safe and stable again. It is work we wouldn’t even be able to do without your sacrifice, so, thank you,” I said. Sighing, I let the rose rest across her name. “I know I’ve been coming by every day, but things are going to get pretty busy now. I might not be by as often. Hopefully, you don’t resent me forthat.”

I smiled and pressed my fingers to my lips, then placed them on the cold, gray stone. A last parting kiss for my beloved twin sister.

“At least, where you are, you can watch over me and Theo. Don’t be afraid to tell us when we are acting like idiots,” I said. I chuckled to myself.

“Prince Warren?” Someone called to me from across the cemetery.

Sighing heavily, I let my head fall back on my shoulders. I wasn’t even a prince anymore. Why did they keep calling me that?

I turned to see Beta Jake striding toward me. He looked very professional, all business.

“Prince Warren, the head of Internal Affairs, Alistair, has a meeting with you in ten minutes. There is also a budget waiting for your approval. Simon, the head of Treasury, would also like to go over how they plan to use that fund to rebuild the packs,” he explained.

“You know I’m not a prince anymore, right? I’m just a regular citizen. You can call me Warren,” I reminded him as we walked back to the palace.

you to keep your title. He says it is both an honor and a burden,” Jake replied

and nodded. “Yes, it is at

asked that you oversee the meetings with Alistair and Simon to make sure his wishes

find my place or figure out what my life would be like after Maggie’s death and after everything ended when Theo told me to remain

with appreciation but didn’t expect that he also asked the

was that Theo’s job description for a prince was very different from Sebastian’s. I’d never been busier in my whole

I no longer could spare even

be right

me in Sebastian’s old office. Theo kept his own office and I was landed with the

I’d had the thing gutted and redecorated. I didn’t

can I do for Internal Affairs?” I asked

and Luther loyalists that have been reluctant to vow their loyalty. I’m asking for additional resources to investigate them and make sure they aren’t stirring up trouble

make sure there was no mention of aggression, detainment, or otherwise using the power of the crown, or Theo’s

their findings and wait for further instructions after we

of course, Prince Warren,” Alistair

signed the documents and handed them back. He left and Simon

a very thick packet of papers that took longer than

I said with a nod. I put my signature at the end of it and handed

Is there any chance for

it with me or

“I will.”

hill of other paperwork I needed to ground through before the end of the day. After a sigh, I picked up the

Before Jake could squeeze in another meeting before midnight, I headed to Theo and

had been unconscious. Whether it was because of the massive

clear was that

sound. Dottie was tending to her

the room, Dottie was leaning over Ciana, checking her pulse, while Theo was pacing

he hadn’t slept in days, and he probably hadn’t. Between worrying over Ciana and trying to handle at least equal amounts of work as mine, if not more, it was a miracle he was still able to keep his eyes open and function

care of her primarily

couldn’t

to Ciana’s side. I sat on the edge of the bed and took her hand. Her skin felt so cold

as if she couldn’t believe what

of us wanted

demanded. “Is everything okay? Is

rushed tone, “Now that she’s recovered from the worst of it and her injuries are healing, I am confident that she is going

Then Brook suggested, “Your Majesty, since Ciana’s situation is stable, why don’t you get some rest? You haven’t slept in three

who shook his

himself crazy with guilt over what had happened. It wasn’t his

up, you’re going to scare her. Besides, how do you plan to take care of her if

“And I agreed

interrupted her. With minimal rest, Theo definitely wasn’t as

needs time to come back on its own. Rest assured, King Theo, Ciana will wake up. It is only a matter of time. And

why did you look

well-paced speed again, “Your Majesty,