Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 252 A Visitor
The demise of Queen Jade and her son had been controversial as some of the people argued their execution. A lot said they deserved it, while a few who had been their admirers, argued k*il*ling them was extreme.
Either way, the deed had already been done and no amount of complaints could bring them back.
Shilah only felt bittered that Jael had died for their sake. Although, she wouldn’t completely blame the King for k*il*ling her, she just felt so bad for Bastet who would have to live a lonely life. Over the days, she had been battling with her conscience about going to confess to Bastet, but the same conscience wouldn’t let her as she couldn’t bear to watch the old woman wail before her. Worst, she might even start up a fight with the King.
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After a few hours, Shilah had to leave to the witches’ residence outside the mountain. She hadn’t seen them for days and figured they’d have been waiting for a feedback from her, some directions.
It had been a debate with the King as regards to who would have the little prince. But when it became evident that the boy still needed his mother, the King had to let Shilah have him – but only a condition that she wouldn’t exceed three days. Moreover, he asked Pishan and some other guards to accompany them for more security, despite the fact that Shilah had a*s*sured him she’d never let any harmony come to the boy again.
Afterwards, Shilah, Pishan and two other guards set out on their journey to the witches’ destination.
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AT THE WITCHES PALACE
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Kylie sat palely in her seat, her legs crossed on the edge of the bed before her as the corner of her eyes stared at the meal that had gotten cold beside her. Her tongue craved nothing, and her body wanted nothing, rather than to sit there and think.
She wasn’t dressed in her long red cloak like she always did. Instead, she wore a red transparent jacket that was parted open and revealed her underwear’s. Her hair was ruffled and her head was merely accommodating her wierd thoughts.
She was losing it, she needed no one to tell her. The very Palace she had inherited from her mother, was finally falling apart. She still couldn’t believe the other witches would ever betray her to side someone like Shilah. She never imagined a day would come when her people would become divided. Although, the rest of the witches that stayed back had seemed loyal to her, but something in her guts told her they might align with Shilah soon. She couldn’t afford to be on the losing end. She couldn’t afford to lose the leadership to a traitor like Shilah.
A soft knock came on her door, but she gave no response. The knock came again, and using her mind, she made the door go open for whoever was knocking. It was Remata.
Remata had come in to take ’empty plates’ but was surprised when she found the supreme sister’s meal untouched. Not again.
Disappointment crawled in between her brows as she bowed to her. “Greetings, Supreme sister. Would you want me to make you a new meal?”
Kylie drew a deep breath as she stood to her feet and ambled to the window and Remata couldn’t help but stare at her underwears which were so visible beneath the jacket. The supreme sister had a fine shape – she could testify.
“Food is the least of my worries right now, Remata”, Kylie stated callously. “But there is something else you can do for me”.
Remata’s eyes twinkled. Yes, she’d always wanted this opportunity to be close to the Queen.
“Of…Of course, Supreme sister. Just let me know”, she beamed.
Still backing her, Kylie said: “I need you to trace Shilah and give her a letter of invite. Tell her we need to have a one-on-one meeting”.
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Shilah got to the witches’ destination very late but was still happy she met them in good shape. Since she was tired and needed to take care of her son, she could not hold a meeting with them and had to retire to a room.
All through the night, she had her son in her arms and wondered how life would be with him. She sincerely wanted the best for him, wanted him to grow with complete love from his parents. But that would be impossible if she had to take care of the witches while Dakota took care of the wolves and vampires. She needed to find a way to get them merged together so it’d all be easy.
Two guards were positioned outside her door as she slept through the night.
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By the next morning, Shilah intended having breakfast with the witches. But due to their population, they couldn’t use the dining set. Hence, everyone gathered in a big room and made themselves comfortable. Pishan held her son as they set to eat. But suddenly, their moment was interrupted by one of the sisters-on-guard who rushed in.
“Queen Shilah, there is a woman outside, demanding to see you”, she whispered but still could be heard by everyone.
For the first time in a long time, Shilah’s heart gave a mighty leap. A woman? Who could it be? Bastet? Was it possible she had gotten to know the truth and was there for her?
“Who is she?” She asked the witch, fighting so hard to hide the nervousness from her eyes.
“I didn’t get her name, but she’s pregnant”.