The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 645

Chapter 645: A DEATH SENTENCE

The doors slammed behind Hildegard so hard the walls trembled.

Rose and King Roland both flinched.

Roland raised a brow, letting out a low whistle. "Well... someone must be very angry."

Rose didn’t answer.

She only let out a long, exhausted sigh and sank back into her seat. Her bones felt heavier than usual. Her heart felt heavier still.

She reached for her quill with shaking fingers and resumed scribbling on the scrolls before her, pretending to focus.

Roland walked up to her desk. "Rose. What is wrong?"

She didn’t look up. Not at first.

The ink quivered at the end of her quill as she forced herself to continue writing.

"Rose." He repeated in a much more gentle voice that made her calm down.

Finally, she muttered with a slight irritation, "It’s about Jasmine," and dipped the quill again.

Roland scoffed lightly. "I truly don’t understand why Hildegard is making such a fuss about that girl. She is guilty."

Rose froze.

"Isn’t it convenient that you say she is guilty, that you are so sure of it regardless of the fact you weren’t there to witness it?" Rose said with a sharp twist of words. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"I don’t need to be there to witness it for myself." He said. "The words of my Queen is enough."

And Rose felt uncomfortable.

He was right.

She had carried the words about Jasmine’s crime.

She had witnessed it and what she said became conviction.

Slowly... very slowly... she lifted her gaze to him.

"Isn’t it convenient?" she asked, voice dripping with annoyance.

He blinked, confused. "What?"

"That the last recorded theft in this palace was over a decade ago," she said, her eyes narrowing sharply, "and now suddenly Jasmine is a thief."

Roland nodded, completely missing the point. "Exactly. My point too. We’ve not had a thief in years and suddenly Jasmine arrived and poof Auburn’s necklace disappears."

Rose stared at him in disbelief.

"Roland," she said slowly, "that is not what I meant."

He frowned, clueless.

Rose set her quill aside and leaned back, looking at him fully. "Why do you hate her? Truly? Tell me."

Roland crossed his arms and looked away. "Because she is an outsider. Mannerless. And a bringer of misfortune."

Rose’s mouth dropped open slightly.

He continued, unfazed.

"She brought bad luck to the Moonlight pack. Then the Crescent pack. And now here? Everywhere she goes, chaos follows. Shouldn’t that be convenient too?."

Rose massaged her temples with both hands, disbelief and disappointment crashing through her like waves.

"How can you say such a thing?" she whispered.

"Because it is true," Roland said. "She must be tried. I’ve already sent people to investigate every angle. And guess what they discovered? She was the only one who entered Auburn’s room."

Rose clenched her teeth.

"And the servant who saw her with the necklace what would she gain from lying?" Roland added.

Rose shot to her feet.

Her nerves felt stretched thin, trembling under her skin. She began pacing the room, her gown swishing behind her like a storm cloud.

"Something is wrong." She mumbles to herself.

After a few minutes of pacing she looks up at him.

"My intuition tells me this is a setup," she said fiercely. "Every bone in my body feels it."

Roland raised an eyebrow. "A setup? Come on Rose. For what? Who would even bother? Jasmine is a nobody."

Rose spun to him, eyes blazing. "I have no idea! Nothing makes sense to me anymore!"

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