The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112: YOU WERE NEVER THE ONE

BELLE’S POV

Early the following day, once it was daybreak, Belle woke up.

She itched her eyes and stretched slowly.

Then she looked around, hoping to see Xaden by her side.

But there was no one.

She jerked up immediately.

Where was he? Where had he gone, too?

Hadn’t he come into her room last night?

And then the events of last night played in her head once again.

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He had come to find her.

He had even mounted her, ready to mate with her, but then, for some reason, he stopped and ran off.

She looked towards the door and saw it was broken down, supporting the vague memory.

She jumped up.

The spell hadn’t worked! Where had he gone?

He hadn’t mated with her.

Belle felt her heart crushed, and she began to weep in agony.

She wore her dress as she wept, and her handmaiden came in.

"Your majesty." The servant said. "Is everything alright? I heard some noises."

The servant gasped at the door, seeing how it and parts of the wall were severely broken down.

"My goodness, what happened?" the servant gasped. Then, when she saw the princess tear-stricken, she ran to her. "Your majesty, are you alright?"

Belle grabbed a nearby vase and screamed as she threw it at the servant. "GET OUT!"

Luckily, the servant dodged and ran out, bumping into another confused servant.

Belle flung another object; this time, it was—a candle holder.

"GET OUT!" She cried. "ALL OF YOU! GET OUT!"

They all ran off, and she wept angrily as she broke down things.

Then, she hurried out of the room.

As usual, she returned to her mother’s room, hoping to find her mother and Aunt Cherry together.

She kicked down the door.

"Belle?!" The two women gasped. "What’s wrong?!"

"Dear, you should never run down looking like you’ve been through hell and out. You’re a princess, for crying out loud. What would the commoners say if they saw you like this?" Aunt Cherry said.

"I have no desire or care in the world about my appearance." Belle was weeping like a spoilt child. "Oh, mother! Oh, aunt! It didn’t work! The spell didn’t work!"

Her aunt Cherry looked at her in astonishment. "What do you mean it didn’t work, girl? That was a certified dark magic spell. There was no way in hell it didn’t work!"

"It didn’t work!" Belle screamed, angry at always being talked down. "It didn’t work!"

"What do you mean? That’s not possible. We did everything we were supposed to."

"Mother, I said it didn’t work!" Belle interrupted her mother. "It didn’t bloody work!"

"Language!" Cherry chastised.