Reborn for Revenge: Find her Fated Alpha-Chapter 136: The morning before the trials

"Morning,"

That was the first word Amelia heard when she opened her eyes.

The blinds were drawn, little light peeping through the gap between them.

She blinked her eyes open and looked at the man who was sitting on the chair in the corner of the room, dressed in a casual pair of khaki pants and a navy shirt.

Amelia supported her head on her hand. The duvet slid down from her body slightly, and the sensual feeling made her realise she was naked under the covers.

Her cheeks turned red, and she quickly pulled the duvet up.

"Good morning," She blushed hard, remembering how beautiful their last night was.

She woke up a couple of times during the night, and every time, the man adjusted her so that she was plastered close to his naked body.

He didn’t let go of her the entire night. There were times when his length rubbed her in a place that she wanted to be already filled with him.

The thought made her clear her throat. She knew he could smell her arousal well, and she didn’t want to make him think she was a lusty woman who only thought about...

"We need to get ready for the King trials," Cyrus said.

Amelia nodded, sobering up a little.

"I was waiting for you to get up so we could shower together. Save some water, you know," he added.

Seeing the girl widen her eyes, he chuckled and stood from his place before walking over to her.

He placed his hand under her neck and gently lifted her face before pecking her forehead.

"I have already showered. I was waiting to greet you first thing in the morning. I will win this tournament. And when that happens, will you allow me to mark you?" He asked like a gentleman.

Amelia smiled at him.

"You got the right to mark me when you married me, King Cyrus. And I am not saying this out of duty. You have been ruling over my heart for some time. I don’t care about the world as long as you want to stay by my side. I’ll fight everyone," Amelia said, remembering Kyle’s words about being her mate.

It might be wrong to him, but she has already given her heart to Cyrus, and there is no going back. She didn’t regret a second of it.

"I’ll meet the rogue head before the trials," Cyrus said, observing her reaction.

He noticed how the girl stiffened slightly in his arms.

"Do you still suspect I have something to do with him?" Amelia asked.

Her eyes were clear, no guilt in them.

Cyrus smiled before gently kissing her nose.

"I don’t care whether you have something to do with him or he is pursuing you. I just want to make it clear that you are mine, to you, to him," Cyrus’s gaze darkened at the end of the sentence.

After that, he left.

Amelia took a quick shower and got ready in a blue gown. She looked at the jade bangles on her hand and contemplated taking them off.

"Keep them. They look good in your hands," Cyrus muttered from behind her, and she noticed that he was ready in royal attire.

He was even wearing Metallic armour.

"Ready?" He asked.

Amelia nodded and placed her hand in his nervously.

"Will I be introduced today?" She asked as they descended the stairs.

"After the Queen Trials. That’s what grandmother said. I don’t know why they want to delay it," Cyrus scrunched his brows.

Amelia nodded in understanding.

Honestly, she was a little relieved that they weren’t introducing her yet, since her issues with Kyle were unresolved, and she was sure the rogue man would definitely create havoc and try to do something if she were announced as Cyrus’s wife.

Cyrus was meeting him today. She could only hope that he wouldn’t do anything stupid.

"He is planning to use his wolf. The discussion is hot amongst his team members," Fabian said as he reached the hall, bowing to Amelia.

Amelia nodded back before turning to Miss Quinn.

"Please prepare the table. Eat something, and then we can discuss the strategies," Amelia said to Cyrus.

Fabian looked at King Cyrus.

Their princess didn’t know that their King never eats anything when a battle is at hand. He says he would rather have a feast after defeating the enemy.

He was about to intervene when, to his surprise, without saying another word, Cyrus started following Amelia to the dining hall.

"Let’s eat," Amelia said, and Cyrus nodded.

The subordinates looked at each other, a little surprised.

Was it just them, or did it suddenly feel like their King was leaning towards their Princess a hell of a lot more than before?

"Sit somewhere in my line of sight," Cyrus said with his mouth full.

Amelia took the napkin and wiped the corner of his lips.

"I will always be in your sight," She said.

He nodded and then looked at Fabian.

"Is everything settled and checked?" He asked.

Trevor nodded.

"Sir, everything has been checked twice. There is no way he can cheat or do something to distract you. But his wolf... Some rumors suggest that he has been feeding his wolf magical supplements to enhance its power. He will definitely use his wolf form in the battle," Fabian said, expressing his concern once again.

Cyrus scoffed.

"No wolf form can beat Sylas. This is not about me anymore. This is also about his wife. We promised her we would win. And I am sure he will do anything in his power to make it possible," Cyrus said confidently.

Fabian and Trevor nodded with increased motivation, big smiles spreading on their lips.

Cyrus looked at his spoon, deep in thought.

He said those words so that his people won’t feel dominated. In reality, he couldn’t change into his wolf form because of the empty feeling in his chest.

And though he knew Sylas would want to do everything to win, his inability to turn would be a significant drawback for them.

He’ll have to think about something to counter Patrick’s wolf form.

Cyrus sighed, looking up as his gaze met Amelia’s.

She had a little amused expression on her face.

She pulled out a small vial from her purse and gave it to him.

"What is this?" Cyrus asked, confused.

"Something that will boost your powers for a limited time. It will give you an instant energy boost. When Patrick would turn into his wolf, take this. You will get the energy boost to snap the wolf’s paws easily," Amelia said.

Cyrus raised his brows.

"Are you asking me to cheat, baby?" Cyrus asked.

Everyone was busy thinking about the trials and looked at their King in surprise.

Did they hear it right? Did their King just call their princess ’baby’?

"Na. I am just giving you an energy booster," Amelia smiled as if she knew about his dilemma, and her respect increased even more in his heart.

She was really the most appropriate and fitting wife for him. There was no one better than her. He smiled and took the vial before stuffing it in his pants.

"Thank you," He said and pecked her forehead, asking her to eat properly before he walked away.