The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110

Zephyrine

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The door opens gently for me, and I step inside quietly, Blue and Isolde behind me. After confirming that Isolde’s jealousy is harmless, I focus on her too and decide to make amends. Somehow, I trust Blue completely.

First, because she is pure–blooded Lycan who has suffered enough as an orphan. Second, because she loves and respects Lycannar unconditionally, even after all he did to her mother. And third, because she is sweet and genuine, willing to do her best for me.

Under the late–night sky, I honor the invitation for dinner. My aunt had sent the word, and as her blood, I must obey, despite my position as Alpha.

Alpha Orod had departed with his beta, and I had thanked him for his loyalty.

Luna Tahlia had not yet revealed herself; it would be safe for another day. The fact that Young Black is alive alone could shake the entire empire but later, not now.

“Alpha Zephyrine,” my aunt Kostyra greeted as she appeared in the hall, bowing.

I did not respond immediately, instead staring at her blankly, wondering why she was so curious about Lycannar. Why did she need to know anything about my relationship with him?

“Aunty,” I called at last, closing the distance to hug her. She stiffened, then relaxed, guiding me gently toward the dining area.

Lord Yua, her husband, was already seated, along with three of my relatives. I smiled faintly and settled into the seat reserved for me.

“Since you do not want a big ceremony yet for Yoir ascension, we have decided to make dinner,” Lord Yua said. I nodded, eyes on the dishes, feeling Blue’s watchful gaze behind me.

“I still can’t believe you are here,” my aunt said as she settled with her cutlery. “It has been five years… such a long time. And yet you return… able… and even in a relationship with a King.”

I swallowed. Here we go again. I lowered my gaze to the wine poured for me by a maid. Red, like blood, and for a brief moment, memories of the past flashed before me.

I haven’t slept since returning. The only time I closed my eyes peacefully was when I passed out after the Moon Goddess’s blessing. The battle five years ago still haunted me whenever I am here in my pack.

“I heard Apex is cursed… I mean, we all know he is cursed. Are you okay with all that?” my Uncle Yua asked, bluntly. I swallowed.

“What bothers me,” I murmured quietly, “is your concern about it. I wasn’t even bothered. Why should you be?”

I looked up, meeting his gaze, and he understood the tension. He smiled gently and cleared his throat.

“Never mind, my husband,” my aunt said with a small laugh. “You know what they say about Apex. They say he is forever exiled to the Black Tower. He is not innocent either, with women loving him for his unnatural

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beauty. And men… you know men. Once they see a woman’s body, they are easily distracted.”

I could not help but smile.

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“If that’s how my uncle gets distracted,” I replied quietly, “Aunty, I’d say you deserve far better. Lycannar… yeah, women will fall for his unnatural beauty, but he does not get distracted. What is between us is genuine.”

“In that case, it is too bad you can’t have him,” my uncle muttered, taunting. “As Alpha of this pack, you won’t do anything that would bring chaos to your people.”

“Your spirit guard… what about him?”

“Where is he?” I asked.

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“In the underground chamber, empty for years now,” he replied quietly. “The pack members are still shaken by his appearance. I am afraid without you, he might get out.”

I sighed and walked to the window, staring out. A dragon is my spirit guard. One who could rage and breathe fire.

I lowered my gaze and nodded.

“He won’t cause any problems. As my spirit guard, he knows protecting Ash Pack is his first priority.” I corrected myself. “Protecting me is his first priority. Since I am not in danger… he won’t go berserk.”

“Such a powerful beast,” Blue murmured. “My lady… what shall we call him?”

I looked away briefly, thinking.

“Le Fey,” I answered quietly.