Chapter 239
In Chapter 239 of “He Asked Me to Leave My Dreams, So I Decided to Make Him One of Them,” Rania navigates through a dense forest, feeling lost and disoriented. Her small companion, a spirited pup, instinctively leads her toward the pack house, rekindling her hope for safety and security. As they approach the pack house, Rania’s excitement grows, and she expresses her gratitude to the pup, feeling a renewed determination to reunite with her pack.
Upon reaching the pack house, Rania encounters Letto’s warriors, who approach her with concern. Despite their familiarity, Rania remains cautious, sensing a potential traitor among them. When they inform her that the king is inside and worried about her, she hesitates, fearing recapture. Ultimately, she decides to let them lead the way but maintains a safe distance, prioritizing her safety and escape route.
As Rania enters the pack house, she is met with mixed emotions from the warriors, who are relieved to see her but remain unaware of the king’s absence. Her request to see Maximus fills her with hope, but she is soon confronted by Ronan, Letto’s beta, who expresses shock and relief at her return. Rania feels a sense of comfort in Ronan’s presence, believing he is less likely to betray her than others.
Rania urgently presses for information about Maximus and reveals her suspicions about Elder Gallant being a traitor working with the Barlukan warriors. Ronan’s shock at her revelation prompts him to take her to an empty room for safety. However, the situation escalates when Ronan suddenly grips her neck, causing Rania to feel a surge of terror as she realizes the danger she is in. The chapter ends on a cliffhanger, leaving Rania’s fate uncertain as she confronts the betrayal she feared.
**He Asked Me to Leave My Dreams, So I Decided to Make Him One of Them by Mira Lorian p>
**Chapter 239 p>
Rania felt a sense of disorientation as she wandered through the dense woods, unsure of the path leading to the pack house. Just when doubt began to creep into her mind, her little furball companion, a spirited pup, took charge. Its tiny paws scampered ahead, instinctively guiding her toward safety.
It was remarkable how the little creature seemed to possess an innate sense of direction, and Rania found herself trusting its instincts completely. The bond they shared, forged in the heat of chaos, gave her hope that it would lead her back to its family, to the warmth and security of the pack.
As they emerged from the underbrush, the pack house came into view, a welcoming sight that sparked a rush of relief within her.
“You are amazing!” Rania exclaimed, her voice bubbling with excitement. She scooped the pup into her arms, showering its furry face with kisses, overwhelmed by gratitude. With renewed determination, she hurried toward the pack house, her heart racing with both hope and trepidation.
Fortunately, her path did not intersect with any of the Barlukan warriors. Instead, she encountered Letto’s warriors, their presence commanding yet familiar.
“My queen!?” The trio of warriors approached her with urgency, but Rania’s instincts kicked in. A traitor lurked among them, and she couldn’t afford to let her guard down.
“Stay back,” she warned, her voice steady despite the unease churning in her stomach. “Where is the king?” She kept her distance, stepping back as they advanced, a subtle dance of caution that kept her in control of the situation.
“The king is inside,” one of them replied, desperation lacing his tone. “He has been extremely worried about you. Please, come with us! He has been devastated by the news of your kidnapping p>
Rania paused, weighing her options. The thought of being recaptured after her harrowing escape was unbearable.
But finally, she made her choice, her voice firm. “You walk first p>
A wave of relief washed over the three warriors at her decision. They led the way toward the pack house, but Rania maintained a safe distance, her instincts still on high alert. She needed to ensure her escape route remained clear.
As they approached the pack house, Rania noticed the warriors on patrol. Their expressions shifted from concern to relief upon spotting her. But just as they began to close the gap, the three warriors intervened, cautioning the others to keep their distance.
Gratefully, the other warriors complied, understanding Rania’s need for space. They escorted her toward the entrance, where the atmosphere was thick with tension. The reality that the king had left to confront the Barlukan was a secret known only to a select few, leaving the remaining warriors in the dark.
When Rania requested to see Maximus, they ushered her inside, still under the impression that he awaited her return. A flicker of hope ignited within her—perhaps she was not too late. How long had it been since she last saw him? The thought alone sent a thrill through her.
Before she could reach Maximus, however, they encountered Ronan, Letto’s beta.
“My queen, you’re here?” His voice held a mix of shock and relief, his eyes widening as he approached her.
The other warriors hesitated, knowing they couldn’t interrupt their beta, especially since Rania appeared far less fearful around him.
Rania stood her ground, feeling a surge of comfort in his presence. She had always believed that someone of Ronan’s stature would be less likely to betray the alpha. It was the lower-ranking warriors who often succumbed to treachery.
At least, that was what she hoped. She had witnessed the camaraderie between Letto and Ronan, and there was nothing in the beta’s demeanor that gave her pause.
“My queen, how did you manage to escape?” Ronan inquired, his concern palpable as he assessed her well-being. She seemed unscathed, and that brought him relief.
“Where is Maximus?” she pressed, her heart racing with urgency. The little pup in her arms squirmed restlessly, letting out a soft whimper. Rania gently stroked its fur, trying to calm both the pup and her own nerves.
“Come, I will take you to the king,” Ronan assured her. “He’s currently in a critical discussion regarding your safety. He received word about your kidnapping from the enemy p>
With that, he dismissed the other warriors, ensuring they would not follow. It was just the two of them now, heading toward the war room where the king, the alpha, and the elders were deep in conversation.
Rania felt a wave of relief wash over her. She had not arrived too late. Elder Gallant must have informed Maximus of her abduction, even if the enemy had not truly captured her.
“Is Elder Gallant there?” she asked, glancing at Ronan, who had waved off any lingering warriors they encountered along the way.
“Yes, he is present,” Ronan replied, though a frown creased his brow. “What troubles you, my queen? You seem distressed p>
Rania hesitated, weighing her words carefully. Finally, she decided to confide in him. “Elder Gallant is a traitor. He is working with the Barlukan warriors! He orchestrated this deception to make them believe they had kidnapped me p>
Ronan halted abruptly, shock washing over his features. “Please, speak slowly; I’m having trouble following you.” His eyes narrowed as he tried to comprehend her words.
Caught up in her agitation, Rania realized she had been speaking too quickly, forgetting that not everyone could read lips with the same speed as Maximus. She inhaled deeply and repeated her revelation, albeit with impatience, eager to keep moving toward her king.
“So, Elder Gallant is the traitor? He collaborates with the Barlukan p>
Rania nodded, tugging at his sleeve in urgency, desperate to continue. But before she could take another step, Ronan seized her wrist and yanked her into an empty bedroom behind him.
The little pup tumbled from her arms, letting out a startled whimper as Rania’s back collided painfully against the wall. In an instant, Ronan’s grip tightened around her neck, constricting her breath and sending a surge of terror coursing through her veins.
As Rania stood against the wall, the air thick with tension, she felt the weight of betrayal crash down upon her. The realization that Ronan, whom she had trusted, was now a potential threat sent her heart racing. Yet, amidst the chaos, she found a flicker of defiance igniting within her. This was not the end of her journey; it was merely another obstacle to overcome. The little pup, now safely on the floor, whimpered softly, reminding her of the bond they shared and the strength she needed to reclaim her dreams. Rania’s resolve solidified; she would not allow fear to dictate her fate.
In that moment, she understood that her dreams were not just about her own aspirations but also about the connections she forged along the way. Maximus was waiting for her, and she could not let him down. With a newfound determination, she focused on the truth she needed to unveil and the love she longed to protect. Rania drew in a deep breath, ready to confront Ronan and expose the treachery that threatened her pack. The journey ahead would be fraught with challenges, but she was no longer the frightened girl who had once considered abandoning her dreams. She was a queen, and it was time to fight for everything she held dear.
In the next chapter, readers can expect a tense confrontation as Rania finds herself trapped in a precarious situation with Ronan. The revelation of Elder Gallant’s betrayal looms heavily, and the stakes are higher than ever. With Ronan’s unexpected aggression, Rania must quickly assess the intentions of the beta she once trusted. Will he turn out to be another pawn in the treacherous game unfolding around her, or does he have his own agenda? The tension between them will undoubtedly escalate, forcing Rania to rely on her instincts and the bond she has formed with her little companion to navigate this dangerous encounter.
As the narrative unfolds, anticipation builds around Maximus and his reaction to Rania’s warnings. Will he arrive in time to save her from Ronan’s grasp? The dynamics of loyalty and betrayal will be explored further, hinting at deeper layers within the pack and the unexpected alliances that may form. With the threat of the Barlukan warriors still looming, the chapter promises to delve into the complexities of trust and deception that define Rania’s world. Readers will be left on the edge of their seats, eager to discover how Rania will reclaim her agency and what sacrifices she may need to make to protect her dreams—and those she loves.
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.