Chapter 93
KYLE'S POV
It gets worse at each second when I can't get answers to what the hell happened to Zenevieva.
It burns my heart to the core mere thinking about the possibility of her not surviving the cruel attack and it drives me wild with anger that I was just acting without thinking.
She is the Queen of this pompous pack! Why the hell will she even walk alone without maids? Why the hell will she be mistreated to the caliber of the guards and maids?
It makes no sense that the so-called king would do nothing about her safety just because he detests her but wants her wrapped around him for his selfish means and desires.
"Did anyone decide to talk?"
I asked Tyler who just came in with harsh breath and nodded after checking on the guards and maids I threw in the dungeon.
"Yes, infact majority of them all have some or two things to say about the Queen's presence during the Pack's festival."
"Good, bring them in, one by one actually. I need to confirm if they all have the same story as planned or different ones.
I need to tell the stubborn pack members who had refused to go, something tangible to vent their anger and frustrations on.
He nodded in agreement.
"Exactly, they are really furious that the festival has to be disrupted the second time. I'll get them right away." He said and bowed, leaving my sight and returning after a few minutes.
Each of them had an annoying story to tell but one caught my interest.
She said her door was locked and she went straight to the kitchen, another said that she never changed up in her room but went to the royal receiving restroom before going out to the festival.
Which could only mean that she was stabbed either in the kitchen with a knife or someone followed her to the restroom to carry out that act.
God!
I'll strangle such a person if he or she ever exists.
They all claimed not to have an idea of who or what stabbed her and it pissed me off.
Tyler barged in at once in the middle of my questioning with a guard and he looked so disheveled.
"What?"
"She escaped?" He said in harsh breaths as if he was running a marathon and my eyes widened.
"Don't tell me she slipped your sight while you were after her?"
"No, she already went far! One of them told me that she just escaped the moment she had her chance and I can bet on anything that she knows something about Zenevieva!"
"Shit! We need to find her immediately!" I sprang up at once.
"I think the most important thing now is her safety, leaving her alone with the pack doctor even irks me. I'd rather seek ways for her to wake up for now Alpha, and double the security measures towards her, her life is in danger!"
I ruffled my hair in confusion, he's right.
"Get out!" I spat at the guard before me and went out to address the Others to go home as Zenevieva would definitely be alright.
I went back inside to discover that Tyler already left and the Queen was the one in the room instead.
"My Queen?" I bowed and she smiled weakly.
"Any Progress on Zenevieva's case?"She asked and I shook my head.
"Regrettably, no! But a suspect escaped and I'll definitely look into it. We just need to focus on her recovery for now."
She nodded and sighed.
"I just hope she survives it, she's always swallowing the bitter pill of medicine she's not supposed to take.
Tyson will lose this throne if she's not here and I want my stubborn son to carry out his father's legacy, I badly want him Kyle."
She said remorsefully and tears spilled her eyes which I'm not supposed to be affected but I felt moved. She cared about Zenevieva and that asshole but he chose to be frolicking around with his stupidity.
"It's okay, she will be fine "
"I know…I don't know about Tyson and what he wants to do anymore! His father is dying and he wants to tread on the wrong path! He wants that bitch for himself!!" She screamed in anger.
"The king is dying?"
"He was okay Kyle. In fact he shocked us all when he started walking and taking some exercise after such a heavy illness struck him down but he's gone worse after that silly prank Tyson pulled on us.
His health has really gone down the drain, he's slowly slipping away."
She bursted out into fresh tears and I engulfed her into a hug, consoling her that it would happen when I know nothing.
I directed her back to her chambers and came back when I saw Marcella trying to leave using the front gate of the palace and I walked after her briskly.
I grabbed her hands swiftly and dragged her back to the palace front door and slammed her body on the wall.
"You!" I exclaimed in fury and she cursed.
"Why didn't I think of you all this while?"
"What the hell are you talking about Kyle?"
"Where were you during the Pack's festival?"
"Do I need to tell you the seat number I was seated on so you could sit with me next time?"
"You're crazy!" I wringed my nose in disgust
"I thought as much, stop blocking my way and let me go!"
"Answer me and stop diverting! I didn't see you at the packs festival and all of a sudden you are here! You hurt her didn't you?"
"Are you crazy? What sort of silly assumption is that?"
"Why did you tell my men to kidnap Zenevieva during the last Pack's festival?"
She kept quiet and swallowed and ruffled her curls.
"Why did you give such an order when I didn't, you silly bitch!"
"I would do anything to be with Tyson, Kyle! Even if it means using your men!
You see what makes us different, I fight for what I want and you stare and watch what you want slip away from you helplessly!"
"Shut the fuck up!" I roared. " You don't know what the hell you're saying!"
"Of course I do, you like Zenevieva, I like Tyson. I'm doing all it takes to take her out of my way but you're just there always standing like a fool and letting her be an obstruction to my plans."
"Did you do that to her?" I gasped, trying to connect her statement.
She would do anything with Tyson even if it meant killing her.
"You think I did that? I'm glad at whosoever did that and I wish that she never wakes up!" She spat out and I hurled a slap towards her face in fury at such pronouncement.
"Do you want to know the difference between you and I, Marcella?
I love Zenevieva, I'm not obsessed with what she has and the benefits she will bring to the table. Whatever that's not going to work out and whatever thing she wants, I let her have it because I'm not a shallow, disgusting, self centered obsessed maniac over her the way you are with Tyson. And you know what, I wished I wasn't in love with her so that I will watch you cry your eyes out in shame when you're being thrown out of this pack as a slut"
"That will never happen,Tyson is mine!" She slammed heavily.
"No argument, you both are disgusting and the perfect match for each other, just start talking and tell me what you did to Zenevieva!"
"Let me Go!!" She yelled and my hands clasped around her neck tightly and my anger taking the better part of me, I just wish to strangle this ungrateful bitch right now.
"Get your filthy
hands away from her!!"
A loud voice startled me and I turned sharply to the direction only to face another disgusting soul.