Chapter 6: Riven's deep suspicion
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" The hostage......"
The guard didn't dare to lift his head as he proceeded to answer. His voice trembled again, out of fear and he broke out in cold sweats. ..
" She is.... unconscious......"
*Thud!*
The guard dropped to the ground, his body shuddering like a thin leaf. Hiz face became ashen as soon as he sensed the terrible change from the Alpha......
The atmosphere had dropped to a freezing point, the air turning into an indissoluble knot......
The whole meeting chamber suddenly changed, a feeling of suffocation and discomfort swirling in. ....
Even the rest of the members were stunned, immediately exchanging nervous glances.
" What did you say?!"
Riven snapped his head finally towards the guard, who had quietened down by the change in the atmosphere.
His eyes were extremely dark and bottomless like a dark vortex!
Just hearing the news, something triggered in him as if he just lost someone... ..
Without saying anything more, he stood up coldly and strode out of the meeting chamber, disregarding anything else.
" Riven!"
Lukas also stood up swiftly and called out to Riven, but the latter was too fast. He frowned slightly at the situation.
Quickly, he went after Riven.
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Dungeon
Getting to the dungeon within two minutes, Riven could see other guards standing in front of the dungeon gate and discussing barely audible.
But of course, his hearing ability was superb!
" Get lost!"
He thundered, his deep voice striking the guards ears like lightening!
Speedily, they all scurried away , wearing terrified and puzzled faces.
Riven walked in calmly and immediately espied the familiar slender and filthy figure laying on the dusty ground of the dungeon.
In that moment, something moved in his eyes, and his heart suddenly arched as if he just hurt someone special to him.
What?
His frown deepened, but his strong legs weirdly carried him forward. He stopped right in front of Vesper, who appeared unconscious, with a pale skin and dusty dress that was in stark contrast to his noble remarkably clean outfit.
Without thinking, he lowered his body and lifted Vesper in a bridal style, watching her pale and dry skin absentmindedly.
It was like he wasn't in control of himself at the moment.
" Riven. ..... .you shouldn't have ....."
Lukas rushed forward. He cut short his words and halted, when he caught sight of the merciless Alpha carrying his so called hostage in a simple yet gentle manner, treating her like something fragile.
His eyes dilated immediately, and he whistled, subconsciously leaning against the wall to watch the show.
" Didn't you say she was just an hostage?"
Riven threw Lukas a stern look that screamed of warning to mind his business!
Then, he moved away from the dungeon calmly.
Lukas curled his lips mischievously and made a throaty chuckle.
" She is .... something else," he whispered and shook his head in an amusing manner.
*****
An hour later....
Brows tightened and snapped slowly, before a pair of forest green eyes came into view.
Vesper blinked repeatedly, shifting her waist on the king sized bed, which was soft yet strong enough to protect her.
Her green eyes rotated to capture the full view of the room, knitting her brows in confusion. She just woke up and was greeted with a grand wealthy view.
The bedroom she was in, resembled a haven of affluence and, majesty, befitting for a king or a leader. Apart from the king sized bed she was on, the posts were craved with wolves, beautify with red drapes that pooled like mandela blood on the marbled ground.
Sounds of ember crackling depicted a stone fireplace that allowed for a glint of warm to radiate in the cold room. The touch of warm glow paved way, revealing the lined walls with a sheen velvety tapestries.
The room was a delicate proof to the entanglement of power and opulence.
However, who could this room belong to?
Vesper adjusted herself on the bed, twisting her face as she felt confounded.
She knew what her room back in her pack looks like, so this was out of it.
As she was about to get up from the bed, a rich magnetic voice tickled the hair in her ears.
" You are awake."
"Haaaaa!"
Vesper's eyes widened like she just heard something from a ghost, and she swiftly jumped up from the bed frantically!
" What are you doing here?!" She yelled at Riven, turning to him, and there was a quick flash of frown on her face.
Riven watched her quietly, his gaze turning inscrutable, and he clasped both his hands together, giving off his usual air of indifference.
He had been in the room the whole time, watching every movements from Vesper when she was unconscious. And honestly, every actions of hers reminded him........of......her......
Why are they too similar?
Or could it be?
He had lost his emotions earlier when he saw her unconscious, which was so rare and immediately brought her into his room.
It was like his mind was being controlled!
Vesper noticed the deep stare from Riven, which made her expression to change. Awkwardly, she lowered her eyelids, fiddling with her slender fingers, and she pressed her lips together nervously.
She knew she fell into a coma after not having anything for a whole week. But it was all because of that General!
Before anything else, her stomach grumbled, making her face to turn red like a cooked lobster immediately!
Feeling embarrassed and not knowing how to explain herself, Vesper turned her back and proceeded to escape from the room.
She didn't care who the room belonged to anymore!
" Where do you think you are going?!"
His voice was cold just as his eyes, and it swiftly made all her hairs to stand on end!
Vesper froze, taken aback, and she forgot to blink.
In fact, thinking of everything she had done, she really resisted the urge to slap her face!
Why did she even kissed him in the first place!
" Eat."
Riven sneered with annoyance and pointed to the small table beside the bedside, which was filled with some various healthy dishes and soup.
Having no choice, Vesper sighed. She didn't dare to disobey Riven words.
So she strolled back to the bed with her head hanging low and sat gently, dragging the table towards her.
Well, she might as well just eat to satisfy her growling tommy.
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Riven's jaw ticked, and he lifted it slightly at Vesper, gently tapping on his laps....
Suddenly, Vesper choked on the food, and her eyes became red rimmed!
She coughed out loud, patting her chest and wheezing, as tears started lurking around the corner of her eyes.
With desperation, she pushed away the small table and tried to stand up but ended up losing her balance.
*Thud!*
This aggravated her condition, feeling her lungs were been squeezed, and she struggled even more to draw in air or say any word.
Gradually, the color drained from her face. .......
Meanwhile, Riven still sat at the dark corner, silently watching Vesper as she struggled for her life....
The fireplace roared, spilling a shade of shadow and light on his impassive face, portraying his ruthless nature.......
Vesper stretched her hand forward and managed to turn her head towards him. Her eyes had welled up with tears threatening to roll down any second......
Her face contorted in disbelief, knowing he was watching her and refusing to help.....
" What is your mission?"
Riven's lips twitched, and he demanded coldly.
This pricked Vesper, making a vein to almost bulge out from her neck.
She was suffocating, and he was questioning her?!
He is that ruthless?!
A muffled groan escaped from Vesper's mouth, and she felt blood rushing rapidly to her face!
Standing up, Riven's expression became even more icy like the ice king, and he stared down at her as if she was a worthless creature in his eyes.... .
This was in plain difference to his expression earlier when he carried Vesper away from the dungeon.
He approached her, his tall shadow demanding deep terror and praise.
In a distorted voice, he stated domineeringly, " Whatever your mission is. You will only have the chance but won't succeed!"
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