Chapter 112
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I looked with interest at Henry, but that was all.
Back then, I would have been mad and bothered upon hearing Albert and Della’s name in one sentence, but that all changed.
Before, because Della was even willing to give herself to me for Albert’s sake, I was dying with jealousy and had killed him a million different ways in my mind. But after he left her alone here, that took a 180 degree turn.
If a man was willing to leave the woman he loves, leaving another man an opportunity to pursue her, then it would only mean one thing - he already gave up.
I mean, it was obvious that Della still loves me, and I’m way much better than him. Which man wouldn’t give up?
“Let’s go upstairs,” I said as I took the head start to the stairs and onto the study room.
Once seated at my seat with Henry standing in front of my desk, I nodded. “Let’s start with Della first.”
“One of the warriors at Sir. Luke’s command had slipped some information to me,” he started.
“Go on.”
“Ms. Della is able to prove her innocence by showing a video of what happened that day. It’s also vividly seen that Ms. Della dealt with a dozen omegas who attacked her simultaneously with ease.”
My eyebrows furrowed at that. “All alone?” I asked for a confirmation, and Henry nodded at it.
I couldn’t be more surprised.
At first, I was lost in my own thoughts, but I was immediately sent back to reality when Henry kept speaking.
Raising my head, I listened to him.
“You should’ve seen it. She treated those omegas with so much cruelty. There’s not even an ounce of tolerance and gentleness that could be seen in her. She didn’t hold herself back. As Luna, she should…”
I knew where he was going. He was going to start slandering Della again and said something about her not being suitable to be my Luna.
This is due to his support for me, I can understand it, but I had to stop him.
Showing my palm at him as a signal for him to stop, I interrupted him, “Della is a natural Luna. She’s fit for it more than anyone else. She’s smart. She is even able to think beforehand and sustain evidence before taking any action so my dad will know the truth and punish those who are really at fault.”
As soon as I said those, my heart ached again.
Memories of many encounters when I hurt Della over and over again flushed in my mind. And to think that I did all those horrible things for a woman as slutty and cunning like Flora increased my guilt and regret even more.
Della was a smart and capable woman. She proved that over and over again. Everything about her made her a perfect Luna. She’s almost an epitome of that position. And above all reason, I love her to death which made her an even better fit for me.
But then… One question remained in me.
All omegas were born weak in terms of strength. So… how come she could easily deal with those omegas and cause them injuries like that?
Suddenly, I remembered how Della was able to injure my father before. It was the moment when my dad started being so angry and biased against Della.
A smile of pride left my lips. “She’s no ordinary she-wolf, isn't she?” I said with no one in particular, but of course, Henry was still in front of me.
He remained silent.
Henry seemed to be biased against Della, and he always tried to change my opinion of her.
But everything he did was in vain. I know Della so well.
Della was of no ordinary omega.
No omega can defeat so many werewolves at once, and not only that, I still remember that she once attacked Luke for me.
Thinking about the best and everything that happened, Della must be hiding something from me.
But I completely trust her, and I believe that she will never do anything to hurt me or Dark Moon Pack.
She must have her own reasons for choosing to hide things from me.
I could wait until she was willing to tell me.
Looking at Henry’s distorted face as he didn’t believe my words of admiration for Della, I decided to finally free him from his struggle.
With boredom, I demanded, “What’s that thing about Albert then?”
“I heard that…”
Henry was speaking slowly as his eyes started wondering and going back and forth between the chair and me.
I almost laughed at that. As serious and strict Henry was as a Beta, he could still be so silly sometimes, and he won’t ever admit that.
Letting out a cough, I pointed at one of the two chairs in front of my desk. “Have a seat and continue.”
“No, it’s fine. I…”
Giving him a menacing glare, shut him up in an instant.
Sailing the knot in his throat, he said, “Thank you, Alpha.”
“Continue.”
“Right, so I heard the news that Albert is apparently the right hand of the Lycan King’s Heiress. To help the princess, he went to the Wakeland and led warriors and other members to deal with the rogue issues that were happening there.”
My eyebrows furrowed. “He led them? Alone? Has he gone crazy?” I asked.
It was a normal reaction. I didn’t worry or anything. It was just that the issue about the Wakeland had been spreading all over the werewolf packs all over the world.
The most rogue attacks and reports of crimes were inevitably high there. It’s even been heard that the leader of that rogue pack was hard to handle.
Henry smirked and nodded. “Tell me about it. I think he’s suicidal because that’s not just it.”
Now, this report was really taking my interest to the peak. I leaned in my chair and motioned for him to continue.
He cleared his throat, and went on, “A huge conflict happened a few days ago, and Albert charged forward with desperation. He was able to successfully take control of the situation, but at the cost of his safety.”
“What do you mean?”
“He almost dies in combat. It’s so bad that even his wolf is too weak to heal themselves,” he added.
I sat upright. “He’s a fool then. He’s the heir of an Alpha. He’s the future alpha, and yet he’s going through such lengths to give aid to the princess. What good can it do if he’s already dead?”
I shook my head at that. If he wants more connection or power, it would be all for naught if he’s already dead.
And if it was for another thing, was it worth it for him to risk his own life? I just couldn't understand it.
“So, how is he now?”
He might be my rival in love, but I’m no monster to actually wish for him to die just so I won’t have a competition.
“Fortunately, Prince Jackson sent many powerful and skilled wizards as well as well-known pack doctors to rescue him as fast and as much as they could. The bad news though is he is still in coma.”
I took a deep breath, and clasped my hand together as I leaned my elbows on the table. “I see. Then the situation there is indeed way worse than what we were hearing before.”
Wakeland was the border of the kingdom, and if Rogue were to successfully infiltrate it, then that may jeopardize the neighboring packs of that place. It’s not only the kingdom’s issue but everyone’s issue to worry about.
Hence, why every pack was still keeping eyes and ears about the situation in there.
“So, who’s handling the work in Wakeland now if he’s in a coma?” I asked Henry.
“I heard that he had everything ready for his Beta before he fully got unconscious. He prepared him well, so he’s the one handling the matters in there right now.”
“That’s good to know that it’s still being handled well then. By the way, how did you know all this? It's hard to get such detailed information from Wakeland,” I asked with curiosity.
Henry gave me an arrogant smirk, and replied, “I had some connections.”
After giving him a knowing look, he continued, “I heard it from a maid working for Albert’s sister while I was investigating pack matters.
When getting information, Henry was indeed the best.
Once everything subsided and got comprehend in me, I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh.
Albert gave up Della so easily, now I understand why. It seemed like he was pursuing the Lycan princess.
Though I never saw the Lycan Princes, I heard that she’s quite delicate.
Now, it's understandable why he would risk his life for her. And ridiculous at the same time.
I shook my head. As I expected, he was just playing with Della.
I heaved a sigh of belief that Della should be woken up to Albert’s true color sooner and broke things off with Albert as soon as possible.
No matter who it was, or what time it was, I would still and always be the one who would most be suitable for Della. No one else.
