Bought By The Ruthless Alpha King (Ruby) novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79 Jalome Flower

Chapter 79: Jalome Flower

Killian’s POV

Blood dripped from the execution post, pooling beneath the two freshly severed heads that lay motionless on the ground. Their lifeless eyes remained frozen in terror, a fitting end for vile traitors. The stench of death hung heavy in the air. Nathaniel and his wife had taken their final breaths, their sins finally catching up to them.

This should have been the pinnacle of victory, the perfect conclusion to the trial that had sentenced all four of them to death. The two remaining traitors had been shackled and enslaved in the royal labor force, though Carrilla was given an exception due to her pregnancy. I had no desire to upset Ruby. She cared too much for the unborn child.

I exhaled sharply. Sadly, she was still unwell.

Just the thought of her lying helpless in bed made my blood boil. She should have been here, witnessing the downfall of those who had betrayed her. Instead, she was trapped within the walls of my castle, feverish and frail, her body ravaged by something beyond my control. I hated it.

So, I was left with no choice but to summon the one person who might be able to help. Ruby’s friend and, unfortunately, a business associate of mine.

Nora Lee.

The Grand Witch stormed into my domain, her sharp emerald eyes already ablaze with fury before I could even utter a word. Her long black braid tumbled over her shoulder as she crossed her arms, the air around her thrumming with untamed magic.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, bracing myself for the inevitable assault on my ears.

“You bastard!”

“You and Ruby owe me a damn explanation!”

“But what pisses me off even more is that you waited this long to call me?!*

I cut in, “Nora, could you mind your manners for just one second?”

That only threw more fuel on the fire. She had the audacity to step closer, jabbing a finger at me.

“Ruby is my friend. I just found out she’s sick, and you expect me to stay calm?” she all but shrieked.

I leaned back against my desk, thoroughly unimpressed. “If I had known you’d be such a delight, I would’ve called you sooner.”

“Oh, shut it, you insufferable tyrant. Stop wasting my time with your sarcasm and start explaining, Rudwick,” she snapped, her tone dripping with irritation.

My jaw tightened. I didn’t appreciate the way she spoke to me, but I let it slide for now. I needed her.

“She collapsed two days ago. Fever, weakness, vomiting. The healers here have been useless in treating her,” I told.

Nora’s fingers twitched, as if she was barely restraining herself from slapping me. “And you didn’t think to contact me sooner because…?”

“Because I had other matters to handle,” I replied flatly, watching as the executioners dragged the corpses away. “In case you hadn’t noticed, there’s a war, a trial, and an entire kingdom that needs my attention.”

Nora scoffed. “Oh yes, poor you, trying to balance your oh–so–busy schedule while Ruby rots away with a fever. That must be so difficult.”

My eyes narrowed, and the air around me darkened with a murderous aura. “Watch your tone, witch.”

“Or what? You’ll kill me?” She stepped closer, utterly fearless. “Go ahead. Try it. See what happens.”

“I didn’t summon you here to argue, Nora. You want to help her? Then do it.”

I took a deep breath, forcing my anger down. Meanwhile, Nora held my gaze for a long moment before exhaling sharply.

“Take me to her. Now.”

At last, I led the witch to her dearest friend.

The moment we arrived, Nora rushed to Ruby’s side. Up close, she looked even worse, her face deathly pale, her lips dry and cracked, and her breaths coming in shallow, ragged gasps. She barely reacted when I sat beside her, carefully brushing the damp strands of hair from her forehead. I hated seeing her like this. Something unsettling twisted in my chest.

“Step back, Rudwick. And keep those hands of yours to yourself.”

My teeth clenched. Elysian would have howled with laughter, seeing me forced into patience like some cave–dwelling monk. If it weren’t for Ruby, the only thing left of this woman would be a gravestone. Maybe.

Nora knelt beside the bed, pressing her palm gently to Ruby’s forehead before murmuring an incantation under her breath.

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Chapter 79: Jalome Flower