Buried by My Alpha Crowned novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118

I wanted to groan in frustration. The trip to the border hadn’t even fully started and everything was so awkward.

“We better get going now.” Arthur’s voice broke the silence.

I took that as my cue and made my

into th

othe car. Arthur did the same as the rest of the men followed suite.

Throughout the car ride, I couldn’t

What could I expect? Was it dangerous?

think of what we would find when we finally got there..

afford to mess this up. This was my one chance.

something even worse

happen? This was apparently the only lead we had to find my wolf. I couldn’t

Like hell I’d let it go to waste. I dared to spare a glance at the guys.

Most of them were talking with their wolves. At that point, I turned back to staring out the car window.

The scenes blurred past me as we steadily made our way towards the border. I wished there was a way to get my wolf back.

I was tired of the creeping feeling of loneliness that seemed hell bent on swallowing me whole.

“Evelyn.”

I froze. It sounded like the voice of a girl.

Evelyn.

I looked around, wondering where the voice could have possibly come from. My head inched outside just a little. Maybe someone had seen my face and called out to me.

Nothing.

There was nothing but miles and miles of barren land. We’d long passed the areas of the kingdom that held the urbanizations. Every once in a while, we’d come across some shacks and other makeshift homes.

I hadn’t seen anybody in a while. Not to mention a girl who would have recognized me and called my name.

Maybe it was just in my head. I needed a nap anyway. I shut my eyes, hoping to get a bit of sleep before we eventually got to the place.

“Evelyn.”

There it was again. My eyes snapped open and I looked around frantically. It was Froste. He had a concerned look in his eyes as he watched me.

“Oh.” The words left my lips breathlessly.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, still looking worried.

I nodded my head, not saying anything just yet. Askhan’s head had snapped to Froste as soon as he called my name. The royal prince had a guarded look in his eyes as he watched Froste.

He had taken the spot next to me without a word, watching Froste with cautious eyes. I wanted to roll my eyes as he continued with hu didn’t think I had the strength in me to do that.

but E

“Are you alright, Evelyn?” He asked, turning to me.

“Yes.” I nodded, wondering what was the reason for that.

His

gaze

flicked back to Froste, a challenging look in his eyes. Froste simply looked away, not saying anything.

It went on like that for the rest of the afternoon. Whenever Froste would try to do something for me, Askhan would immediately jump in and try to de

the same.

“Do you want some coffee, Evelyn?” Froste’s voice filtered through my thoughts.

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Buried by My Alpha, Crowned by the Moon

Chapter 118

I turned to him, nodding my head in reply. Froste moved to start making the coffee for me. Once he was done, he poured some into a com for

“Thank you.” I said, taking the warm cup from him.

A hum left my lip as I took a sip of the coffee. Delicious. Froste had turned back to the book that was in his hands. Still, I could see the soft look of contentment in his eyes.

“I can help with that, Evelyn.” Askhan got up from his seat abruptly.

There was still a bit of coffee left so he took out a cup, trying to serve me some. I wanted to raise a hand to tell him I was fine with one cup but he didn’t look like he’d budge.

I should have known it wouldn’t turn out well. Askhan was a prince, which meant he’d never served anyone before.

The coffee ended up spilling on him when he tried to bring it to me. There was a look of frustration in his eyes as he held out the cup to me.

I should have known he’d be clumsy. It wasn’t something he’d ever done or would ever be used to.

Froste took in Askhan’s messy appearance, a look of amusement in his eyes. He looked like he was holding back a laugh.

“Thank you, your highness.” I said, stifling a laugh.

Askhan’s shoulders relaxed just a bit. There was a contented look in his eyes as he took his seat back.

Froste turned back to the book he’d been reading, his eyes squinted in concentration. The rest of the afternoon went on like that, with both of them competing to do things for me.