Buried by My Alpha Crowned novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119

As time went on, the awkward boredom that had filled me was gone. I didn’t know whether it was Froste’s silent indifference or Askhan’s insistence on outdoing him that did it, but it had all disappeared.

Now I felt excited as I anticipated what awaited us at the borders. The journey was well underway and soon enough, we’d be there.

I’d finally get my wolf back. It was all a matter of time. That much, I was sure of.

My gaze shifted to Froste who’s gaze was still fixed on the book. There was a silent air of composure that surrounded him.

Strands of his hair fell to the side of his face, covering it from my gaze. He’d always struck me as down to earth and steady. He’d probably sensed my awkwardness before deciding to interact with a childish ghost like Askhan.

His eyes flicked back to me, a look of amusement in his eyes. I’d been caught staring. Instead of laughing, he sent me a smile.

I couldn’t help but note how charming he looked. I wanted him to smile more–just so I’d get to see his face like this.

My cheeks warmed up and I quickly turned away from him. It was hard ignoring the way my heart seemed to thud in my chest.

From the corner of my eyes, I could see he’d turned back to his book. This did very little to reduce the nerves eating at me.

My chest seemed to blossom with a certain warmth I didn’t understand each time the thought of him crossed my mind.

I dared to spare a glance at him. There it was. His eyes seemed to gleam with a light that sent butterflies into my stomach.

I hated how the light seemed to fall on his face, basking him an ethereal glow. It didn’t make sense that he had somehow infiltrated my thoughts despite all my attempts to get over him.

He’d made a declaration to chase me. Now, he was proving he had every intention of keeping it.

My eyes widened as a realization dawned on me. Goddess of the Moon. Could it be that my wolf was interacting with me in some way?

Did it still have feelings for Froste?

No. No, no, no. I’d sworn to myself that those feelings were borderline over. Somehow, I’d been able to convince myself that I was better off without

him.

So how could that still be possible?

Arthur tapped the table in front of me, bringing me out of my thoughts. I turned to see he had a concerned look in his eyes. Had he been watching me?

–

“Is everything alright?” He asked, his voice filled with a concern that mirrored the look in his eyes.

My cheeks warmed as I nodded my head.

How could everything possibly be alright when it seemed like my mind was at war with my heart? Nothing made sense anymore and it just made me want to tear out my head in frustration.

I dared to spare a glance at Froste. Luckily, his attention was fixed on the book he’d been reading. Or so I thought.

Ever so slowly, his eyes raised to lock on my mind/My heart seemed to skip a beat. I turned away, choosing to look out the window instead.

I could still feel his gaze burning through the side of my head. There was no way that was true.

I’d already rejected him before. Nothing in all the kingdom would make me admit I still had a sliver of feeling for him.

It didn’t take much long before we eventually arrived at our destination. A castle loomed on the horizon, a majestic blend of history and grandeur,

The castle’s grand entrance was guarded by an imposing gatehouse, its iron portcullis raised to reveal a stone bridge spanning a wide, glimmering moat. Beyond the gates, a cobbled courtyard stretched out, framed by stables, barracks, and ornate fountains.

1 kept my eyes fixed on the window as we drove into the courtyard.

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