Mated To The Lycan King

Chapter 64

I lay in bed listening to the breathing from Everest. It was so nice to finally be back home and in our own bed again. I know it was only a week, but to me, it was a week from hell. I was so very thankful for the safety of Everest and more importantly, our Kingdom.

I rolled over and sat up on the side edge of the bed. I yawned and stretched as I stood up. I walked over to the window and pulled back the curtain. The sun was beginning to rise, and the sky still clung to the darkness that lingered from the night. Where the sun was rising in the sky held hues of orange and pink. It was beautiful to witness and for the first time in forever I took in the beauty of it all,

I ended up taking a hot shower and got ready for the day. I walked to the side of the bed, where Everest was still snoozing away, leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. He stirred under my touch, and that brought a smile to my lips. He still had a week of healing ahead of him as i handled manners from the war. We were still having to weed through the ones who were forced and had no other option, over the evil that lingered through Dexter’s men.

Then that left us with Dexter and what to do with him. Brent has yet to say anything to his brother or go see him. As much as I hated the situation Brent was in, I knew that he would do what was best for all of our people collectively. My phone buzzed on my nightstand and I walked over to it and read who it was from. The text was from Miranda.

Miranda: “Hey. Good morning. I hope that I am not waking you up. I tried waiting as long as I could before texting you.”

Me: “Morning, I am awake. Meet me in my office in ten minutes. / I have one of the workers bring up breakfast. Claire and Amber should join us in decisions later in the morning regarding Brennon’s men. It seems we have a long day ahead of us.

Miranda: “Okay I will see you in a few minutes. I am grabbing some coffee, want some?” Me: “Of course. Two creams and four sugars. Thanks!”

I walked to my office and called down to the kitchen to have breakfast brought up to us. I ordered sausage and egg biscuits with cheese, bacon, egg and cheese biscuits, hash browns, different fruits, water, and orange juice. I opened the filing cabinet where I kept a detailed photo album of sorts that had information on everyone who was in the prison cells.

A knock came on the door and i knew it was Miranda before she entered. “Come in.” She walked in and had two large coffees in her hands.

“Oh, thank you!” I smiled at her and took my coffee from her hands. I took a small sip and I swear || felt my soul come alive. “Breakfast will be here soon.” I let her know.

“Oh, you got the list. Who are we talking to today?” Miranda was peering over the desk at my folder of photos.

I pulled out the stack of thirty people. “We will be going over these people here. Starting with the lower ranks first. They are more likely to be innocents than the higher ranking ones.”

She nodded her head as I handed her half of the list of lycans. “Sounds good.” She sat down and sipped her coffee. “How is Everest this morning?”

I looked up from my own cup: “He is fine. He was still asleep when I left. “How is Brent handling everything?”

I watched her facial expressions change. She did not seem happy, but honestly I did not blame her one single bit. She deserved to be a bit angry at him. “I am furiousl” She nearly yelled as she spoke.” All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

understand that Dexter is his brother and his only family left. Hell, that is what I do not understand. How can anyone show any type of sympathy to someone who murders your entire family, including attempting to murder him too? Not only that, but I am his mate and his brother even tried to off me and nearly succeeded at that task. If it wasn’t for Brent. I wouldn’t be here today. I am just. UGH!” She screamed the last part. “It honestly makes me not want to accept him as my mate. It makes me want to reject him, or make him reject me and go live a normal witch life. I just do not understand Avalynn. How can he be so conflicted with someone who has done so much wrong? Who has murdered so many innocents? That is the part that floors me! Look at those three brothers. They have no one but you and Everest and their Aunt and Uncle left. I know they will be okay eventually, but he destroyed everyone near and dear to them. How is it a struggle for him?”

I let her vent. It was obvious that she had this on her chest from the beginning. I understood where she was coming from Dexter took people away from me. He killed my mother, my father, my stepmother, and though it was never fully proved, I assume my father too

A knock sounded on the door and we went quiet for a moment, allowing me to tell who was at the door to enter. One of the kitchen staff walked in with plates of food. They added gravy, ham, and French toast to the order. They knew how much I loved their cooking and I smiled widely at all the extra food

We ate breakfast together and discussed plans for Dexter We came up with a plan to begin first thing tomorrow. I really wanted to get the rest of these interviews done and finished before we moved on to bigger and better things. Amber and Claire came up to the office a little while late, and we regrouped together and split interviews We, Miranda and I would not be going into the interviews alone Ted and two other warriors would be coming with us Claire and Amber would be in charge of keeping order in who needed to be where they needed to be at the correct time

We finally agreed on a line-up order and took our places. I linked Ted and a good amount of warriors to meet us in the interrogation rooms. On the way there, I bumped into Everest He insisted on coming with me, as he did not like me in a room full of possible rogue lycans and wolves alone. There really was not a big threat seeing how Miranda was with me, along with Ted and three others. But if it made him feel better, he could stand in the corner and be intimidating all he wanted

Miranda and I took our places as we waited for the warriors to fill in the room. The instant they walked in, I centered myself and dove deep into their thoughts. Little by little, at a snail’s pace, it seemed we were making headway with the group. More were innocent than guilty, as they were under the impression that Everest had murdered his own father. Brennon and Dexter played and twisted on everyone’s words. They were angry until they learned the truth. Many gave themselves up during battle and submitted to our leaders.

It was a pretty easy afternoon as we breezed right through the remainder of our list. We all took a break for lunch. We ate sub sandwiches with chips and a drink. We met up with our mates and I sat next to Everest. I filled him in on how things were going. He seemed pretty pleased with how things were progressing. He also appeared to not be experiencing any discomfort, which was great.

Brent looked at us as he cleared his throat: “I just want to apologize for how I was feeling towards Dexter. I thank you all for your patience and understanding. This has not been easy for me. Dexter needs to pay for his crimes. Everest. I give you full permission to charge Dexter to the full extent of the law.”

I side glanced between Miranda and Everest. I could tell that the words shocked them both. I mean, it was just earlier that Miranda was complaining about the entire situation, and now he says this. It is funny how the mate bond is affecting their relationship even when Miranda has yet to fully commit to being his mate.

Everest nodded his head in his direction, “Very well. His trial will be moved to one week from now.” He glanced between myself and Miranda. “That should give time for everyone’s preparations. Anyone object to this decision?” He looked around the table and no one said a word. We all were in agreement

then.

“In that case, I suppose I should make my way to jail.” I looked at Everest. He nodded his head at me and I stood. I leaned down to him and placed a kiss against his mouth.

“I think it would be best if I stayed here. I don’t want to lose control over my beast.”

“I think that is a wise choice. I will see you at dinner. I love you.” I kissed him once again and left the room with Miranda. Ted and Jameson stood, following us out of the room. We made our way to the jail. I could feel the excitement and eagerness to get started. Everyone was ready for revenge. Me most of all.

We checked into the jail and had two warrior guards walk with us. When we got to Dexter’s cell the smell coming from there was horrible. The sight was another thing. He was dirty and sitting close to his own filth. The sight of him caused a small smile to come across my mouth.

“Can we get a bucket of water to the interrogation cell and the hose? I rather not smell him.” Miranda turned to one of the guards. “I will need to subdue him first though before we move him.”

When a guard left Miranda closed her eyes and began chanting. I watched as Dexter’s body relaxed and went still. When her eyes opened the spell was cast and all was clear. Ted, Jameson, and another guard moved him to the interrogation room. He was hosed down and drenched with the bucket of water. He was then put in silver chains. His skin burning and making a hissing sound from the instant burning. It seemed to wake him up and his eyes looked around and found mine. We looked at one another as his eyes seemed to soften.

“Grab the tools.” I told Ted. Dexter’s eyes went wide and I grinned. I pushed into his mind and found out how afraid he now was. Perfect. “Let us begin.”