NovelEnglishChapter 0752 "I just "Enzo is still in the infirmary." My father's voice suddenly cut through the room. None of us had noticed him as he had cracked open the door, and he now stepped into the room, his hulking form seeming to tower over the bed as he entered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Dad," I croaked.
"May I have a few moments alone with my daughter?" he asked, turning toward my friends. They all nodded and left the room, and once we were alone, he turned back to me. "Nina, I'm so sorry." I didn't know what to say. 'Sorry' wouldn't exactly cut it right now, and besides, it wasn't his fault. It wasn't anyone's fault, really. Like my wolf had said, something dark had latched onto my husband; but whatever it was was beyond our reach. This early on, I didn't know what to do.
"Dad," I whispered, "I think there's something... wrong with Enzo." "He's been evaluated, Nina. There's nothing wrong with him. Not physically, at least." "I mean inside," I said. "There's something dark. Something evil. And my wolf could sense it." My father looked atfor a few moments, processing my words, then sighed and passed his hand over his face.
I hadn't seen him this weary since the day he had pulled Enzo andout of Mila's lair.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Nina," my father finally said, coming around to sit besideon the bed, "he has been fully evaluated. We have checked not only for physical and mental ailments, but for the arcane as well. I'm afraid that he may have simply... snapped." "Snapped?" I asked.
My father nodded. "He has been through a lot. But it is no excuse to torture my daughter. Especially not with a baby in your belly. I won't stand for it." "So what are you saying?" I asked, managing to sit up again with seffort.
He sighed. "I'm sending your friends hand calling off the training. As for Enzo, well..." He paused, staring momentarily off into space before continuing. "He may stay until he is physically well enough to be on his own. After that, I would rather not see him in my hany longer." My eyes widened. "So you'll just throw him out?" I rasped. "But dad-" "I have been incredibly accommodating, even to a fault," my father interrupted. "I shall have no more of it. You are not only my sole living daughter, Nina; you are the heir to my throne. The princess and the future queen. I will have no more of this nonsense." I swallowed hard, momentarily opening my mouth to protest but promptly closing it again once I realized that my father's words brooked no argument. For the first time, I realized that maybe he was right.
I was the princess and future queen. Maybe it was tto start listening to the Alpha King, "Yes, father," I whispered.
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