  Tyra's POV
  &quot; &hellip;. talk to her, Max&quot;, Dominic advised as he handed over a mug of coffee to my mate in the kitchen.
  It did not take rocket science to know that they were talking about me. But talk about what ?
  &quot;Everything is too much to take for her and me. I stayed up the whole night too !&quot;, Max replied before practically inhaling the bitter, dark liquid in one large gulp.
  &quot;Eww dude. That's my sister that you are talking about !&quot;, Dominic scrunched his face, only to be smacked at the back of his head.
  &quot;Gutter head&quot;, Max scoffed. &quot;We did not do what you are thinking, asshat. I just thought- thought a lot the whole night that &hellip;. &quot;, he started to explain.
  &quot;Oh ! That's news to me. I will just pretend for a moment that you are actually capable of thinking. Go on&quot;, Dominic chirped in, only to be ignored by his

  Bella's POV
  I slipped against the fridge wall of the huge, walk-in, cold storage room with tired resignation as tears gushed down my eyes like an uncontrollable leaking faucet.
  My broken phone sat on the floor as my only companion in the otherwise empty palace.
  Sigh !
  Dominic, Kai and Ryan were making preparations for the upcoming war while I wallowed my sorrows in an ice cream tub in solitude.
  Or not &hellip;.
  &quot;What is this filthy mutt doing here ?&quot;, Tyra's angry voice floated in.
  &quot;And what is the evil princess doing here&quot;, Zeke hissed back.
  The voices were coming from the kitchen.
  &quot;Don't forget your place, Beta&quot;, Tyra spoke through gritted teeth, fury evidently overtaking her senses.
  &quot;And don't forget the place where you actually are, <em>Alpha</em>&quot;, Zeke spat the word &lsquo;Alpha' with extra venom. &quot;This is not your 

  Tyra's POV
  I stabbed the tormenting devil's thigh with my silver dagger.
  However, this act of revolt, unfortunately backfired as the Dark Overlord simply glared back at me and effortlessly removed the powerful weapon as if it was nothing but a soft feather tickling him.
  Pulling out my dagger from his speedily healing flesh, he flashed his reserved evil side smile towards me, that he used before turning a fully functioning, living body into a corpse.
  My eyes widened and I screamed, &quot;NOOOOOOO !!!!!!&quot; when I realized what he was up to but it was too late as the dagger had already been thrown.
  It was now swirling straight towards my mate's direction !
  &quot;MAXXXX !!!!!!!!!&quot;, I hysterically screamed as I saw the best moments of my life flash in front of my eyes and all of them only had Max in them.
  Only my Max.
  I would die without him !
  There was nothing to

Tyra's POV
  &quot; &hellip;. talk to her, Max&quot;, Dominic advised as he handed over a mug of coffee to my mate in the kitchen.
  It did not take rocket science to know that they were talking about me. But talk about what ?
  &quot;Everything is too much to take for her and me. I stayed up the whole night too !&quot;, Max replied before practically inhaling the bitter, dark liquid in one large gulp.
  &quot;Eww dude. That's my sister that you are talking about !&quot;, Dominic scrunched his face, only to be smacked at the back of his head.
  &quot;Gutter head&quot;, Max scoffed. &quot;We did not do what you are thinking, asshat. I just thought- thought a lot the whole night that &hellip;. &quot;, he started to explain.
  &quot;Oh ! That's news to me. I will just pretend for a moment that you are actually capable of thinking. Go on&quot;, Dominic chirped in, only to be ignored by his exasperated coffee companion.
  &quot;That she just found out that her Dad &hellip;. &quot;, M

CHAPTER 70: SENSUAL TALKS