Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Chapter 116: Wedding Day Confirmation

**Madalynn’s POV

Who did Talon think he was, anyway?

He was a Beta-not a Luna! He couldn’t tell me when I could see my fiance!

I rushed over to my father’s suite, determined not to let what happened yesterday happen again today. Talon hadn’t let me see Ethan when I’d wanted to speak to him yesterday, but he wasn’t going to stop me now.

Not if I could help it, anyway.

As I turned the corner near my father’s room in a rush, I ran into someone. She gasped, and almost lost her balance.

It was unbelievable how those b*tches could be so clumsy. I scolded her, “Do you not know how to walk?!”

She looked at me, wide-eyed, like a doe, staring into a bright light. Then I recognized her- the awful maid who used to serve Rosalie. Her name. whatever that was.

Rosalie

that d*mn Rosalie! If it wasn’t for her, Ethan would’ve already been mine! And this b*tch served her!

“What the h*ll do you think you’re looking at, b*tch?”

“N-nothing,” she stammered, dropping her gaze.

Snapping my fingers at my guards, I insisted, “Bring her.”

“No, please!” she screeched, but they had her in their grasps and dragged her harshly the last few steps to my father’s room.

We burst through the door. He wasn’t in the sitting area, which was just as well. It would give me a few moments alone with this wh*re before I went to talk to him.

“Please, Miss Mad-” she began, but my open palm connected with her pale cheek before she could get the words out.

The slap left her face red, her head snapping to the side as tears rolled from her eyes. She didn’t fall, though, because my men were holding her.

I liked the sound of a good slap, skin on skin. “Shut up, b*tch,” I told her as I let loose again. “I know who you are. I know where your loyalty lies.” I hit her again. This time, I used my fist and made her pretty pink mouth a shade of crimson.

She whimpered, but it was hard to hear her over my guards’ laughter. I hit her a few more times before I grabbed the top of her hair and yanked her down to her knees twisting her neck so she was forced to look up at me. “Listen, b*tch, if you don’t want to become my permanent punching bag, no one hears about this, got it?”

“Y-yes, Miss Madalynn,” she said, coughing blood.

“Luna Madalynn,” I corrected her.

“L-luna,” she managed.

I laughed again and then shoved my knuckles up into her chin before I heard my father’s office door open. “Madalynn, what are you doing?” he asked. “Let her be.”

Sighing, I let her go and waved my hand so the guards would take her away. My father walked back into his office, and I took a moment to recompose myself. I’d had my fun, but now I needed to get my thoughts back together.

All of this waiting around was really starting to get to me. I didn’t know how much longer I could wait for Ethan to finally make me his Luna. The longer he waited, the more likely that he might change his mind.

couldn’t let

that he was back in the capital, I knew I needed to do something.

my own. I needed an ally. Someone I could

knocking, I pushed my way into my father’s office. He had returned to his desk and was working on some boring paperwork. I let

pen aside and looking at me like I was interrupting something important. “What is it

to marry Ethan, Father. And I want to marry him now.” I folded my arms and looked down at the floor between my heels. I couldn’t help but pout a bit. I thought that, by

be patient, Madalynn,” my father said. “You have to give Ethan a chance to get back

and headed to the balcony that overlooked a garden. It was a nice day, but I couldn’t even enjoy it. Every day may as well be cloudy and overcast without Ethan

told me he was abandoning his precious paperwork and coming to his little girl in my time of need. At least someone cared

look at me. “He’ll go

meant to comfort me, but they didn’t. “It would be nice

my arm a few times and then withdrew his hand, leaning on the railing next to me. “Listen, you must understand. He was under the impression that he would be the heir to the throne. He was so proud, thinking he would be the next king. Now, you, and we, mean a lot more to him if he were to maintain his influence in the Eastern kingdom… If you’re so worked up about having the wedding moved up, why don’t you go speak to Ethan about it? Perhaps he will agree to have it earlier, before he goes back out

my father’s words. Imagining Ethan agreeing to that made my heart flutter, but then, I visualized the opposite. Shaking my head, I told my father. “I don’t think I want to do that, Father. A cold, hard refusal from Ethan would be devastating, and I’ve had enough disappointment

deep breath and looked away, and I got the impression there was something

what Ethan has to say. The only way to

I repeated. “Are you implying that I’m not always demure?” My eyes

to you, Madalynn. Let me know

asked. “Do you mean for me

“I believe he’s in his room at the moment. They are taking a break

and

out the door, wondering if I could seriously ask Ethan such

to myself. “Of course, I’ll be

Ethan’s door since our rooms were nowhere near his, something that had always irritated me since we had arrived at the

Talon was just exiting Ethan’s door

him, so I retreated

out and was pleased that Talon was no longer

I got to Ethan’s room and

called from within, and even the

was an extremely attractive man, after all, besides all the other benefits of

head in first, remembering my father’s advice. “Hello, Ethan,” I said, smiling sweetly at him. “I hope I’m not disturbing you. May

for a moment, his dark eyebrows crinkled.

He was sitting on a couch in

I asked

his shoes and looked at me. “What

know you’re very busy since you’ve returned. I just wanted to see you.

He looked at me with those heavy eyes-and that’s

Not, “I missed you, too.” Not, “Come here and let me hold you, my fiancée.” Not, “I thought about you every

and I tried to keep that in the forefront of my

you

soon, and since that’s the case, perhaps and I should go ahead and get married while you’re here.

on the back of the chair across from where he was sitting, holding

flicker of something in his eyes, but I couldn’t tell what it was-a mix

then, he said,

turn to stare at him. “What’s that now?” I asked, thinking there was no way that I had

the room. “I said fine, Madalynn. How many days do you need? Two? Will that be

I stammered. He’d said