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

do something. I decided it was time to take matters into

likely couldn’t do it on my own. I

had returned to his desk and was working on some boring paperwork.

time, he grunted and looked up, setting his pen aside and looking at me like I was interrupting

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,

my father said. “You have to give Ethan a chance to get back into the routine of being here. He’s only just

I haven’t even gotten a chance to have the wedding?” I turned around and headed to the balcony that overlooked a garden. It was a nice day, but I couldn’t even enjoy

of my father’s chair across the floor told me he was abandoning his precious paperwork and coming to his little girl in my time of

my arm and turned to look at me. “He’ll go through with it, Madalynn. He has to. King James has

didn’t. “It would be nice if he wanted to. He hasn’t

“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

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 got the impression there was something he

what Ethan has to say. The only way to know for sure is to find out.

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

chuckled under his breath. “Good luck to you, Madalynn. Let me know how

“Do you mean

not?” my father asked. “I believe he’s in his room at the moment. They are taking a break from meetings about the war… Just be sure to knock

and he laughed

I headed out the door, wondering if I

myself. “Of course,

took several minutes for me to arrive at Ethan’s door since our rooms were nowhere near his, something that had always irritated me since we had arrived

f*cking Talon was just exiting Ethan’s door

didn’t have the time to argue with him, so I retreated back to hide around a corner. Hopefully,

peeked out and was pleased that Talon was no

room and knocked

the sound of his voice had

attractive man, after all, besides all the other benefits

I said, smiling sweetly at him. “I hope

stared at me for a moment, his dark eyebrows crinkled.

and walked into the room, noting that he was alive. He was sitting on a couch in the living room area, putting on his shoes. When he bent forward,

injured in battle?” I asked him. “I hadn’t

and looked at me. “What

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

at me with those heavy eyes-and that’s all he

you, too.” Not, “Come here and let me hold you, my

I knew he was a man of few words, and I tried to keep that in the forefront

you

soon, and since that’s the case, perhaps and I should

on the back of the chair across from where he was sitting, holding my breath, praying to

expression unreadable. I thought I saw a flicker of something in his eyes, but I couldn’t tell what it

And then, he said, “All right

turn to stare at him. “What’s that now?” I asked, thinking there was

his shirt in, and I realized he was getting ready to leave the room.

I stammered. He’d