Game of Thrones (Amica and Deckard) novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74

Mary

Deckard knows. Lean see it–he knows Amica is pregnant. His whole aura has shifted. He’s not told anyone, but it’s obvious. I’ve never seen him smile before, not once, but today I ratch him grinning as he watches the men work, hauling materials around. It’s unsettling. And now, suddenly, the wedding is being rushed? It all fits. Deckard knows, but I cannot let this wedding happen.

e truth yet. But if he won’t speak, I will.

No one else seems to

know the t

Without wasting time, I go straight to Cyrus, one of my closest friends and a trusted voice at the biggest news outlet and blog in Blackwater City. Suncity. I tell him about the pregnancy–the truth about Amica, the rushed wedding, the venue.

Cyrus asks for proof so I let him know that I am the doctor who confirmed her pregnancy,

I assure them it’s all authentic. To sweeten the pot, I even spill extra details about the ceremony. It’s a treasure trove of gossip, and the news house knows it. They offer me a hefty sum for the story. I accept, not because I need the money, but because it’s a nice bonus. My only condition My identity stays anonymous. I beg him to keep my name out of it, and he agrees

Now, the world will know. The secrets won’t stay buried, and this wedding won’t happen without a storm.

In everyone in Blackwater City will know about Amica’s pregnancy.

ney. The thought of it makes my heart race, a

strange satisfaction bubbling

inside me.

Once I get back to the castle, I head straight to the kitchen, my mind clouded with one goal: to plant something, anything, to make sure Amica doesn’t go through with this pregnancy. I must destroy it

As I approach the kitchen, I run into Bria, her face glowing with an excitement. I can’t understand.

I hate hert She’s always had a life dedicated to the pack. She has no family, no children, no husband. She’s sworn her life to Deckard. She’s a sad. lonely woman with no real purpose.

I can’t help but let my wolf speak up. I hope we don’t end up like her, waiting for Deckard.

“No, we won’t” I quickly respond, trying to silence her stupid thoughts. Don’t be ridiculous.

“Mary Bria says, her voice dripping with mockery. “Why does it seem like you never leave the castle these days?”

I look at her, anger boiling. “I could say the same for you, Bria. But then again, you never leave the castle, do you?” I snap back, trying to mock her,

“I live here. Mary,” she responds, I could sense the condescension

“Of course you do, Bria. What

at choice do you have!” I chuckle bitterly, my eyes narrowing

You k

worm her know the wedding is happening soon, right? I wonder what’s got the Alpha so enthusiastic about it. It seems the Luna has started to way into his heart,” Bria continues but her words hit me like a gun punch. I feel like throwing up nausea but manage to hold it down, keeping my

composure.

“I do love a good slow–burn love story,” she adds with a wistful smile, clearly enjoying the thought of Deckard and Amica.

“Oh, shut up, Bria!” I snap. “All you do is talk and talk. This is your fault, and I don’t even know what you hope to gain from all of this! Do you really think I don’t know about all the sneaky shit you’ve been pulling around the castle?”

The words spill out before I can stop them. “Let me tell you something, Bria. Your days here are numbered, I will become Luna one day, sooner

Than

you think. And when I do. I’ll make sure you pay for everything” My voice drops to a low tone as I threatens her, unable to control the fury that’s taking over.

“THAT is laughable, Mary How the hell do you think you’ll become the Luna?” Bria laughs, her tone mocking. “The Alpha already has a Luna You can keep dreaming, Mary,” she adds, continuing to laugh as she walks away.

I feel the anger swell inde me, I can’t wait to win–Bria will feel my wrath first. It’s clear she hasn’t found out about the pregnancy yet, and I wonder how she could be so oblivious. But even if she knows, she won’t share anything with me.

Once I’m sure Bra is gone, I make my way to the kitchen, the packet of drugs clenched tightly in my hand. I have to be quick–this needs to be done before anyone catches me. I scan the kitchen, not knowing exactly what food to spike, but my eyes land on the fruit juice. Amica drinks this regularly, and it’s the perfect opportunity.

I mix the powdered mixture into the juice as quickly as I can,

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