The Rejected Luna Queen novel Chapter 148

Alpha Bane's POV

Some Days Later

"How was it, son?" My father asked, his face beaming with smiles. He seemed quite excited to know what went on between Aurora and me during our honeymoon but I knew better than to go deep in talks concerning that. "You don't seem to want to say much about it. What is it that you're hiding from your father?"

I tapped the floor with my feet as I laughed aloud. "You never cease to amaze me father," I remarked, still laughing. "How on Earth do you want me to tell you everything that happened between my wife and me? Surely you must understand that some of those things are best kept between the couple, don't you think?"

"Well," he said, scratching his head. "I can't say so much about that, seeing that I know a thing or two concerning what you're talking about. Perhaps, I should hold my peace, since my son wouldn't let me in on private matters."

I laughed even harder, realising that he was trying to play some tricks on me. He wanted to guilt trip me into sharing sensitive details but I wasn't going to be fooled. Instead, I decided to tell him a few things that weren't so private.

"Okay. You win, dad. We had a great time in the Pack and they treated us even better than we had expected," I explained, so he could quit trying to get more answers. "Is there anything else you'd love to know?"

He shook his head, just like I expected and I heaved a sigh of relief. "What has been happening here since the day that we left? Is all well?" I asked, curious to know how he'd been handling the Pack in my absence and if there was any news concerning Dylan and Sophia.

"Things have been going quite smoothly, my son," he revealed. "We've enjoyed quite some peace in the Pack, contrary to what we all might have thought due to the situation of things with Dylan and Sophia. They haven't made any move yet so far and I'm quite happy."

I faced the ground and held my head in my hands. It seemed impossible that those two were up to nothing. I could swear that they weren't. I knew that it was only a matter of time before the cat would be let out of the bag.

"Those guys are…"

Before I could finish what I had to say, four guards stormed into the throne room in a hurry, looking very scared and furious at the same time.

"What is it?" I asked them, as soon as they got close to us.

"It's Ivan," one of the men revealed, as they all bowed to demonstrate obeisance to my father and me.

"What happened to him?"

"He's dead."