After I Torched Alive, My Alpha Went crazy novel Chapter 207

I could see the concern in Carlos's eyes, and it mirrored my own. What had Merhold gotten us into this time? The reporters were already a problem, but if they had any evidence against me, it could ruin everything.

I wasn't sure whether Merhold was a genius or a madman, and frankly, I wasn't sure I wanted to find out.

Before I could voice my concerns, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind us.

I turned to see the Alpha King's Beta, a tall and imposing figure, approaching us with his usual purposeful stride.

"Carlos, Grace," the Beta said in his steady voice. "The Alpha requests your presence. We need to go to the palace."

Carlos nodded without hesitation. "Let's go," he said firmly, and I quickly followed, trying to push away the knot in my stomach.

Merhold, however, didn't stay behind like I expected. With a confident stride, he joined us on our way to the palace.

I glanced at him, unable to forget the feeling that there was more to this man than he was letting on. What was he truly after? Was he helping us, or was he playing some deeper game?

As we walked toward the gates of the palace, I felt an odd tension around me. It wasn't just about the scene with the reporters. There was something about Merhold's presence that made me uneasy.

When we reached the gates, the Alpha King's guards stepped aside to let us in. We were called into the grand hall, where the Alpha King awaited us, his eyes dark with authority.

The moment the Alpha King laid eyes on Merhold, I could see recognition flash across his face. He studied Merhold closely, as if reading him deeply.

Merhold, however, was unconcerned. He didn't show any sign of discomfort. Instead, he bowed slightly, acknowledging the Alpha with a respectful nod. "Alpha King," he said in a calm voice. "I come with news."

The Alpha King didn't return the greeting with the same warmth. His eyes narrowed, and his voice was laced with suspicion.

"Merhold," he said slowly, his words carrying the weight of power. "What are you hiding? Why come to my palace under such mysterious circumstances?"

Merhold stood tall, his gaze unwavering as he met the Alpha King's challenging stare. He didn't react, nor did he offer any sign of submission.

"Please, let me keep some of the mystery," Merhold said smoothly, his voice not too humble but not disrespectful either.

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