Chapter 177 

RYN 

Jab! Jab! Duck! 

Jab! Jab! Kick and duck! 

Jab! Jab- 

I lost my train of thought and got hit in the face. 

Staggering to the side, my vision doubled before I put my arms out to keep from falling. 

“You’re not focused!” El hissed, her tone harder than usual. I shook my head, trying to stop the room from spinning, and when it did, I raised my fists and got in defense mode again. 

El looked at me for a moment, her hands poised for the attack. Then she sighed and dropped her arms. “You need to clear whatever’s bugging your mind.” She said, unwrapping her hands from the boxing pads. “Otherwise, you’re useless in the ring.” 

Her words hit a nerve but she was right. 

It’s been a week and neither Miro nor the King have been found. It was almost as if they’d disappeared into thin air and none of the resources at the Elite Force couldn’t do anything to fish them out. 

“He’s in one of our off–grid safehouses.” Theon had said one time after a fruitless search of the entire country via cameras. “I don’t know which because he never tells me everything but he’s in one of them and we will find him.” 

After that, Theon threw himself wholly into the whole search: I’m talking back to back strategic meetings, excessive physical, mental, and combat training. Theon barely slept at home and was always at the headquarters and when I offered to spend the night too, he sends me home. 

I sighed, unwrapping my hands from the boxing gloves before grabbing a bottle of water to drink. 

Is Theon punishing me? Or has he lost interest in being my mate? 

I took a swig of water and swallowed. 

We never got around to talking things out and I am trying my best but it’s starting to hurt. The neglect from Theon was beginning to get to me and warnings from Sadie and Miro about him capable of hurting me began to haunt the corridors of my mind. 

Last night, after I called him and he refused to pick, I cried. Then I went upstairs, packed my things, and went to the Watcher’s house. 

What if this side of Theon gets worse? What if I don’t like what I see? I wondered. 

“You know the Watcher wants you back, right?” El asked, losing her long, blonde hair from its ponytail. “He’s anxious for you to claim your inheritance so we can get back on track.” 

I audibly sighed. 

Well, I’m trying but now is not the best time, considering what’s happening with Miro.” I replied, then I paused, an idea coming to mind. “Maybe if the Watcher helped, we can find him on time.” I suggested but El already had her finger wagging at me while shaking her head. 

65% 

Chapter 177 

That’s a big No. She declined, “The Watcher helped last time because he benefitted from it by saving his men. There’s no benefit in helping the Windermeres. 

“Well, getting my inheritance is a big benefit. Unless he’s ready wait as long as possible for me to get marked” 

El’s eyes turned to slits. “We could arrange for you to get marked by someone else.” 

My eyes widened. “What?” 

“People do it all the time. Not everyone ends up with their mate 

It was my turn to shake my guy who isn’t my mate touch me!” 

head. “I am not letting 

“Who says it has to be a guy?” El retorted and I blinked in surprise, staring into her blue cerulean eyes. Her my lips before darting back to my gaze. 

gaze 

flickered to 

“I..uhm.” Every thought in my head slipped away like sand through fingers. It’s not uncommon for a female wolf to be marked by her female partner, but bloody moon, I had no idea saw me that way or even moved that way. 

“Just a suggestion.” El replied, her eyes shining with amusement. You don’t need to have a stroke thinking about it.” 

of my mind. Then she left the room and I stood there for a moment, numb and stunned out 

“Hey.” El came back, catching my attention as she leaned through the doorway. “The tech team just sent the videos. So when you’re ready, let’s watch.” 

The videotapes I got from Ashlabs were damaged so we had to wait for someone on El’s team to extract the information on it and send it to us. Learning it’s ready now seemed to help me snap out of it. 

Now, I’m in the living room, taking a seat at the dining table while El opens her laptop. 

Turning the device, so I could see, El pressed play, and at first, all I could see was a party, then I shifted to the edge of my seat when I realized it was the King’s Ball from years ago. 

The same one where I saw almost all the kids crying in a photo, including me! 

A camera panned to my parents looking so unreal with how beautiful they were dressed, and then there was little me who must have been four or five then. I was dressed in some powder blue princess gown, holding my father’s hand. 

From what I could deduce, my parents were talking to the press but I was distracted, still holding on to my dad whilst looking everywhere for something. Suddenly, my face brightened and I snatched my hand from dad to run to something. The cameras moved to show what I was running to and to my surprise, it was Adam. 

Although he was older than me, he ran the rest of the way and lowered himself to hug me. My parents began to laugh just as the Blackwells approached with their other sons. Hugs were exchanged as well as air kisses and the one interviewing them made a commentary on if Adam and I will be the future of the two families. 

“Well, anything can happen.” Young Mr. Blackwell smiled coyly. They are very fond of each other and inseparable.” 

The cameras panned to us again and Adam held me by the hand before walking out of camerashot. 

“No wonder he remembers me.” I whispered to myself in awe. “Would I have been betrothed to Adam if things hadn’t gone wrong?” 

Suddenly, the video cut to a room, and in that room were the five wealthy families with all their children plus my parents and I. 

The room was completely white and there was nothing else except for a table in the midst of the room and on that table, 

VYCU, Jano 

1 

00% 

Chapter 177 

there were some things that were hard to figure out from the grainy video. 

I watched as the younger version of the King used a syringe to draw blood from all the children in the room including Edgar Dutton who was a grown teenager. Then Mr. Cresswell helped him store the blood in a container. 

Almost every child cried except Miro, Theon and Adam. 

“Why is Finn taking their bloods?” El asked. 

“I have no idea.” I replied, but at least now I know why Sadie and a couple of other kids were crying in the picture. 

Watching on, I realized little me was the last to get her blood taken and then, instead of a regular syringe, King Windermere brought out something more sophisticated. It was a syringe that looked like a gun and it had a bigger needle than the regular 

ones. 

I watched myself take a step back from him. My face etched in fear. My father lowered himself to his haunches and said something to me which present day me couldn’t hear. 

I looked at El. “Is there any way to increase its volume?” 

“It’s at its highest.” She replied, and I almost went ill. 

I looked back at the screen feeling distress take over my body like a bad fever. 

I don’t remember this moment at all and I would love to know what my father said in that moment. What was he playing at and why is he letting this man take my blood? 

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Someone asked if I have other books, yes I do. You can search my name or tap on my author name to find one other book I wrote, titled Primodial: The Cruel Lycan King’s Redemption. It’s completed. Thank you! Thoughts on comments about actors fit for the characters in the next chapter