Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270: 270-A Chance

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I guess I did a great job. Everyone had nothing but praise for the evening, except Jenna.

Even though she thanked me, she looked completely out of it.

At this point, I had stopped blaming the event for it.

It was pretty obvious she was dealing with some other kind of stress, and my heart broke for her.

Whatever was bothering her had ruined the day she had been waiting for.

I wondered how she would feel when it was time for her mating ball ceremony.

But I wanted to fix things for her. I wanted her to attend that ball with much more enthusiasm and happiness than she’d had on her birthday.

But I wouldn’t be able to help her if she didn’t tell me anything. So, I had to pry the information out of her.

For now, I had returned to my room and changed into a pair of black shorts and a black satin top with noodle straps.

I had only just sat down on my bed and opened a book to read when there was a knock at the door.

From the way he knocked, I could already tell who it was.

Ragnar.

It had to be him.

The knock was extremely powerful, like someone had come over for something important.

And only Alpha King Ragnar knocked like that.

"Wait a bit," I answered, immediately getting up to grab a silk robe and put it on.

I reached the door and opened it, almost acting surprised to see Alpha King Ragnar, although I was more surprised that I’d known it was him just by the way he knocked.

"Um, Alpha King Ragnar. I mean, sir, is there something you want?" I asked as I turned to look at the clock.

It was 1 a.m.

Why was the Alpha King walking into my room at this hour, wearing black pants and a black shirt, just to have a talk with me?

"There’s something I need to speak with you about," he said, his hands anywhere but in his pants pockets.

I don’t know why I noticed that.

Maybe because he had such big hands, and I thought if I had hands like his, I would need somewhere to rest them.

Maybe I was just trying to distract myself from the fact that he looked really good with his hair down.

"Okay, come in," I said as I moved out of the way.

However, he pointed toward the living room in my wing.

"I’ll wait here," he said, pointing at the couch.

I watched him walk over and sit down.

Scratching the back of my neck, I walked out and sat on a separate couch, making sure my legs weren’t visible because, well, I did not want Alpha King Ragnar telling me to behave or sit properly.

"Is it important? Is it about the Lycan?" I asked, wondering if that was the case.

I mean, we had discussed things. We should have known it was Roman because he was a doctor.

Most of the victims and witnesses said they saw the lycan after visiting the hospital, and he worked there. He knew who was coming and going.

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