The Undead and Unstoppable Apocalyptic Queen novel Chapter 687

**TITLE: Kept Woman 687**
**Chapter 687: A Slice of Heaven**

Flora had just pressed ‘send’ on her message when a thunderous crash reverberated through the house, shaking her from her thoughts.

“Mom, I’m talking to Louisa!” Flora exclaimed, her voice rising in surprise as she jumped at the sound.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The relentless pounding escalated, each thud resonating like a primal drumbeat, as if some mindless creature was hurling itself against the sturdy wooden door.

In the midst of the chaos, she caught a faint, muffled growl creeping through the din.

A chill coursed down her spine, prickling her skin.

That sound… it was unmistakable. It was the unmistakable growl of a zombie.

But that’s simply not possible! I’m at home! We’re supposed to be safe here at camp!

Her heart raced as the thought of a zombie invasion clawed at her mind, but there was no time to indulge in panic. The relentless battering at her door resumed, more ferocious than before.

Meanwhile, out on the training field, Arwen and Orren were embroiled in a fierce argument, their voices clashing like swords.

“Do you even hear yourself? How could you possibly ask Solan to do something like that?” Arwen’s voice was sharp, slicing through the air.

Orren halted mid-punch, his fist frozen in the air as disbelief washed over him. He stared at Arwen, trying to comprehend the absurdity of her request.

“Stop dodging the question. Will you do it or not?” Arwen pressed, her tone dark and insistent.

“No,” Orren replied flatly, shaking his head as he resumed his training routine.

Ever since Theresa had left, he had thrown himself into his workouts with an intensity that bordered on obsession. He was determined to transform himself into a man of substance, someone who didn’t rely on others for support.

He envisioned himself standing before the legendary Blazing Sun Alliance one day, a place where he would prove his worth.

How long would it take? A year? Maybe three? It didn’t matter; he was resolute in his goal, no matter the time it required.

He longed to face that woman again, to stand before her with confidence radiating from him. He wanted to show her the man he had become, to demonstrate that he was no longer the aimless boy she once knew.

That thought ignited a fire within him, fueling his determination to train harder.

Arwen wasn’t finished yet. “How can you turn your back on me after everything I’ve done for you?” she insisted, her voice rising in desperation.

“Are you serious? You want me to help you by throwing a woman at Solan? You’re actually asking me to convince him to betray you?”

His incredulity was palpable as he continued, “You want me to hang a neon sign above my head that says, ‘Here’s a cuck!’ What on earth were you thinking?”

Orren inhaled sharply, his voice dropping to a soft, earnest tone. “Arwen, we know you love us. We’ve never doubted that. But you need to believe in yourself. Solan loves you, okay? He truly loves you.”

“So instead of fixating on your inability to give him a child, why not just be there for him? That’s all he truly wants—your unwavering support through the highs and lows.”

“Really?” she murmured, her voice heavy with doubt.

The pain of her infertility had transformed her, leaving her feeling like a hollow shell of her former self.

Her insecurities had taken root, twisting her thoughts into a tangled mess. She was terrified that even after reconciling, Solan would abandon her, all because she couldn’t fulfill that one vital role of motherhood.

“Yes, really. And don’t for a second think I’m oblivious to what keeps you awake at night. You need to listen to me. Solan would never leave you, even if you turned into a shadow of your former self.”

With that, Orren took her arm, guiding her toward Solan’s office with a sense of purpose.

“It’s no secret around camp that Solan is completely smitten with you. I swear on my dream of joining the Blazing Sun Alliance that he doesn’t care whether you can bear children. If you doubt me, we can ask him right now.”

Arwen didn’t resist, but her voice was hesitant, “Orren, are you really sure?”

“Arwen, you need to have faith in yourself.”

After what felt like an eternity, the fear that had been choking her heart began to ease, if only slightly. She turned her gaze to Orren, finally noticing how much he had matured.

“It’s strange. It feels like I haven’t truly seen you in ages, yet we’ve been together all this time. What changed? No, wait—someone must have said something to you, didn’t they? Who was it?”