The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna (RYN)

THEON

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As soon as Chelsea arrived, Miro found somewhere else to be, novelbin

I wished they got along but right now Chelsea’s happiness was my priority.

Rising on her toes, Chelsea clung to me and made a show of kissing me so everyone around could see.

I hated that, but I couldn’t help myself. Refusal is pain, and I just needed a break from the thousands of needles stabbing my scalp. After our kiss, I looked Ryn’s way and saw her demeanor change when she saw Chelsea.

I have to do something.

I can’t trigger Ryn, and I can’t offend Chelsea, either.

“Would you love for us to go to the bar and get some drinks?” I asked her. At least that way, they both don’t need to eye–stab each other.

“Actually, no,” she said, clinging to me tighter as she glared Ryn’s way. “I like us staying here.”

“Of course.” I smiled. “Anything you want, my love.”

“Anything?” She asked, and I instantly became wary.

“Yes, my love.”

“When are you going to expel her?”

I stiffened. “My love, I wish I could, but according to rules, Ryn has to do something really offensive for me to expel her immediately. Without that, I stand at a risk of a lawsuit.”

“Oh. I didn’t know that.”

“Now you do, my love.” I said, kissing the back of her hand. She seemed really satisfied by that, which in turn made me breathe a sigh of relief.

Just then, the doors opened, and I saw Olive Verena walk in with his entourage.

He was an Alpha Prince, with platinum blonde hair shaved in a low buzz cut. Tall like me and similarly built in stature, Olive had grey eyes and features that made women instantly swoon.

I watched him saunter in, basking in the attention the ladies gave him. Then I saw my brother cross the room to meet him halfway and welcome him.

Naturally, that was the duty of a Prince – to welcome a diplomat, but I was feeling a little arrogant and miffed about my ribs which he broke during our last fight. So instead of approaching him, I left Chelsea’s side and stood at a corner not far from him nor the high table.

I watched Miro shake his hand as they exchanged pleasantries and I was content being in the background just watching, but then Olive saw me and approached.

Ahh. Fuck.

“Finally, we meet again.” He said with a heavy accent before landing a hand on my shoulder. “How are you, friend?”

I closed my eyes for a quick second, hating his touch. “Welcome to the West, Verena.”

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Chapter 220-

“Good to see you. How’s your ribs, eh?”

“Better than your face? I see you got surgery to reconstruct your jaw?”

“Cost me millions.” He nodded without malice or anger. “all thanks to you. I want a rematch, though.”

Before I could reply, my father came down from the high table where he sat with the other elites.

“Ahhh. That’s the man of the hour,” He said with his arms outstretched and Olive bowed in respect before entering his embrace.

“Pleasure to finally make it back here.” Olive said, before they pulled apart.

They exchanged pleasantries and afterward, we all went to the high table to sit.

Here at the table, the most elite couples sat down, including myself and my brother and Dutton. Then everyone got engaged in conversation, but I remained silent and watched.

After talking some more and exchanging small talk about trivial things, my father went straight to the point.

“So, Verena, how are you preparing for the game with my son?”

Olive looked at Miro nonchalantly. “I was hoping to be up against a more notable fighter.” He said, glancing my way. Immediately, I felt heat flare up through our twin bond. I glanced at Miro, seeing his calm expression but down our bond, he was seething.

Haced Olive. “We’ve had our match.” I replied,

“Yes, but I want to go again.”