Chapter 140
When we pulled away, we both breathed a little heavier, our faces still close. I leaned back, taking a moment to collect myself, but the sense of connection between us remained.
Carlos ran a hand through his hair, sighing. “I didn’t expect that.““Neither did I,” I admitted, my voice still soft. “But it felt right.“He smiled faintly, his gaze softening as he looked at me. “It did.”
There was a slight pause, and then Carlos’s expression turned serious, “I need to tell you
Doris.
Something About Stefan.”
I nodded, “What happened to him?”
Carlos let out a slow breath. “Merhold lured Stefan into bankruptcy. But while Merhold was operating everything, the real reason Stefan fell apart was his own greed. He got too ambitious, too hungry for power. Now, he’s gone rogue. He left the city where the werewolves lived and disappeared into the Unknown Regions.”
“Unknown Regions?” I repeated, feeling a sense of foreboding settle in me, “What’s in the
Unknown Regions?”
Carlos’s eyes darkened slightly. “Other orcs, vampires… creatures we don’t even fully understand. It’s dangerous territory. Nobody knows what exactly is out there.”
I swallowed, “And Sienna? She… she escaped, didn’t she?”
Carlos nodded, “She did. That ship that took her? It’s connected to the Unknown Regions, We may not know what she’s really after, but we can’t ignore the possibility that she’s in cahoots with someone or something even more dangerous.”
The night sky stretched endlessly outside the plane window, dark and glittering with stars. I leaned against the cold glass.
The silence between us settled like a comforting blanket. That deep, penetrating kiss earlier had calmed me and left my heart feeling strangely lighter.
Carlor was still beside me, lost in the beauty of the scene. For a while, neither of us spoke,
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both lost in the stunning view.
Then, as if the silence had grown too heavy for him, Carlos turned to me, and began the
conversation.
“There’s something I need to tell you,” he began, his gaze shifting between me and the stars.
outside.
I shifted, “What is it?” I asked as I was curious to find out what was running on his mind.
He leaned back in his seat. “It’s about my fiancée,” he said hesitantly, as though testing the
waters of my reaction.
I tried to keep my expression neutral. “Your fiancée?” I repeated. “Odette?”
Carlos nodded. “Yes. We’ve known each other since we were kids. Best friends growing up. When we turned eighteen, the Alpha King and Queen Luna thought it was the perfect time for us to get engaged.”
I blinked, taking in what he said. “But… didn’t you want to avoid that? I mean, getting “engaged so young?”
Carlos shifted in his seat, “Hmm! We did. Neither of us wanted to rush into it, so we took the initiative to talk to my parents.
“We told them we weren’t ready for such a commitment yet, but that we’d be open to it once we were more certain,” he said.
“It was our way of avoiding an arranged engagement with someone we didn’t know.” He paused for a moment, then added, “We agreed that if either of us met someone we truly loved, we’d break it off.”
I absorbed his words. Carlos gave me a small, understanding smile. “It was never about Odette. We’ve always been best friends, but neither of us wanted to be forced into a marriage that didn’t feel right. There was never any romance between us. It was just friendship. She’s still waiting to meet her own ‘one,‘ just as I was waiting…”
I absorbed his words, but then something else clicked. “Wait… you said ‘Alpha King‘ and
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Queen Luna“…”
Carlos gave a small, rueful smile, sensing what I was about to ask. “Yes, they’re my parents.”
I was shocked. “Your parents?” I repeated, barely able to comprehend. “What… What’s your connection to the royal family?”
He looked at me, his expression serious yet a bit sheepish. “I’m the mysterious young prince of the royal family.”
My eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, I didn’t know what to say.
The revelation hit me like a lightning bolt. My mind raced back to little moments I’d overlooked: the professional maids in Carlos’s home, his reluctance to attend royal events, and the award ceremony where he’d skipped the royal dinner. It all started to make sense
now.
I stared at him, stunned. “You’re the prince? Why didn’t you ever tell me?”
Carlos shrugged, “I didn’t want it to change how you saw me. I wanted to earn respect on “my own, not because of a title.”
“I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. “That’s… a lot to take in.”
Carlos chuckled softly. “I know. I’ve wanted to tell you for a while, but the timing never felt
right.”
We fell into a comfortable silence, watching the city lights below. My mind replayed every interaction I’d had with Carlos, now colored by the truth of his identity.
