The Alpha's Unwanted Bride novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56: LYRUN HERB

JASMINE’S POV

Once I had left the presence of the Queen, I took in heavy breaths.

I could hardly believe what had just happened.

It seemed the Queen had mistaken me for someone else.

Although the queen looked extremely beautiful, her face was sad.

One I wish I could take away from the woman.

The other woman with black hair had called the Queen mother, which meant she was her daughter.

The other girl with fire-red hair, just like mine, referred to the Queen as grandma. I believed that was Princess Coral’s daughter.

I had met the entire royal family, all except the King.

I had heard so many things about them: the good, bad, and ugly.

But I had never heard that the Queen had lost one of her daughters.

Since I also had red hair, it made sense why the Queen saw a resemblance.

Maybe her daughter had red hair.

I felt pity for her.

I sighed, and then I went on with my chores.

More and more packs came into the castle.

It was a circus, with the servants trying to help them into their room.

I tried my best to avoid Alexander.

I was scared of him. He had my secret now and could use it at the slightest inconvenience.

I then remembered the instructions my father had given me.

I should call up the bird, Qitania, to get information.

I had been in the pack for almost two months and had not given them any feedback.

My father must be angry by now.

"Qitania," I said.

It was currently late in the morning. There was an old abandoned clock tower, and I could go there by sunset, where the owl would find me.

I returned to my work and came across Lisa, giving me dory stares.

Mya was quiet, and the other serving girls ignored me.

I went to my quarters and found Loren mixing potions in anger.

"Is everything alright?" I asked him.

"No, it’s not!" He hissed at me. "Those bloody packs and their Alphas have come, and then along with them came their numerous ailments."

"Why do they ask you for medicine?" I asked.

"Because I’m the best." Loren boasted.

All healers were the same.

"But I can’t find Lyrun." He said. "It’s a plant for treating

"I know what it is, sir," I said softly.

It was a medicine that had many potent powers. As strong as it was, it was scarce.

Lyrun, I knew, could be found growing in the corpse of a dead Lycan.

Hence, where the name came from.

But lycans were rare, and so the plant itself was scarce.