An original work of Olga Guevara.
Also known as My Alpha Prince.
This is the complete version of the book.
Synopsis
Nixon is the Heir to the throne of The Island of Wolves. He's determined to be a better ruler than his father. He hates nothing more...
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Miranda Bonham
"Talk to me." Nixon was sitting beside, his hands trying to get me to look up.
My back was leaning on the headboard of the bed, and my forehead was resting on my knees, which were propped up.
"I tried to reason with my father but the decision has been made," he said.
I disagreed, but I didn't tell him that. I was sure that my actions were speaking for themselves.
It was almost midnight and I hadn't moved from the bed. Preston called me through the mind link earlier, but I convinced him to stay away.
I didn't want to tell him just yet the verdict. Even though he was still angry with our dad, I knew he wouldnít like the solution King Luther had decided on.
"Miranda," Nixon said.
He grabbed my shoulders and forced me to pick up my head.
Instead of saying anything to him, I just shook my head. I had been crying since he told me the decision. I wasn't sure if it was because I was sad, because I was angry, or because I could already feel the grief.
Nixon wrapped his arms around my waist and shifted me so that I ended up over his lap.
"You always have an opinion. Talk to me," he whispered against my skin.
"This isn't fair." My voice sounded croaky, either from the crying or because I hadn't spoken in a while.
"Your father is getting punished for what he did Miranda. You have to understand that. His trial has already been pushed more than it should have." I cringed at his words and pulled away from him.
"Okay," I muttered. My legs felt shaky when I stood up in the floor.
"Okay?" Nixon repeated. I nodded at him. He tried to reach out for me but I moved out of the way before he could touch me.
"You're accepting it?"
"No, but there isn't much I could do. You aren't on my side," I replied. I walked away from him and headed for the bathroom.
