Buried by My Alpha Crowned novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112

They looked exasperated when they rushed in

Harlor visibly calmed down a little when his gaze landed on me. It was surprising to see both of them coming together.

Normally, I knew the two were always at loggerheads and couldn’t stand the sight of one another. Yet, they’d both come here together just for me.

I couldn’t help the small feeling of warmth that bloomed in my chest.

“Elder Arthur!” Prince Askhan made his way towards the man.

His eyes held different emotions as he stared at him. “How’s her wolf?”

“As it’s always been.” Arthur let out a sigh.

“Have you been able to come up with a solution? Anything?” Askhan’s voice rose higher than he probably intended it to be.

Haelor came up towards the man, an unreadable expression on his face. “We hoped you’d have come up with something by now.”

“Oh my,” Arthur stepped back a little. “Who let you two come over? I thought it’d be just Evelyn and those other two. Why are you here in the middle of the night?”

His brows raised and his eyes turned mischievous. “Are all you handsome men planning on staying the night with me?”

“What the actual fuck?”

Arthur turned to notice the obvious glare of displeasure on Cyrus’s face. He wasn’t having any of Arthur’s antics and he was going out of his way to show it.

“Oh come on. You can’t actually blame me for thinking that, can you?” Arthur had a cheeky smile on his face.

“Yes, I’ll blame you,” Cyrus scoffed, “It’s not my fault you’re a weirdo.”

“No I’m not. Besides, who wouldn’t fawn at the possibility of having so many handsome men visit them at night?”

Cyrus looked like he was just about done with Arthur’s jokes. “You are insufferable.”

“I can say the same for you.” Arthur let out a small huff.

“Well I’m not the one making such perverted jokes.” Cyrus shot back.

“Excuse you,” Arthur continued, “A man of my calibre would never do such a thing.”

Cyrus let out a frustrated groan. It was a bit endearing seeing them go at it like children. It made me wonder what kind of past they must have had to make them this comfortable with each other.

“Oh yeah?” Cyrus stepped forward. “Well-”

“Guys,” I finally said, “I think we have more pressing issues to focus on?”

Luckily they got the memo right. Arthur sent me a nod before turning back to his book. His lips slowly curled into a small smile.

“Though if we’re being logical, I think I beat him. He said, the smile never leaving his face.

“Go to hell.” Cyrus shook his head.

His face became serious once again and he pulled something out of his pocket. It was the picture of Niamh’s bracelet he’d mana

Arthur stared at it, a look of intrigue in his eyes. He stepped closer to Cyrus and took the picture from him.

“We wanted to ask you about the bracelet in this picture.” Cyrus explained.

Arthur’s eyes never left the photo as he continued to speak. “Where did you get this?”

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