The Alpha King's Claim

Chapter 87

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 87 by desirenovel

Aero

“It is done,” Lady Yllana announced and glanced at me. She tossed the brassiere on Hale’s way like it

had cum on it, but the vampire lord just gladly caught it mid-air and stuffed it back in his coat pocket.

When he showed the garment earlier to Serena, I caught a whiff of the murderer’s scent. She was right

to tell me this fae woman and the murderer-arsonist were the same. We shared the same anger and

we shared the same desire to kill her, but I was pretty sure Serena wanted a one-on-one with this

woman.

Returning my attention to the elder witch, she had already placed her hands on her lap and took a long,

cleansing breath.

“When will she wake up, Lady Yllana?” I asked whilst sitting down on Serena’s side. She looked

peaceful, almost having a death-like sleep. If her carotid pulse wasn’t visibly bounding then I would

have thought her to be dead.

“Minutes from now, I reckon. Probably as fast as you. Queen Serena is your mate after all. Not to

mention a hybrid,” she answered matter-of-a-factly.

Tenderly, I brushed my wife’s cheek.

“Then, I’ll stay here until she wakes up.”

Without peeling my eyes off of her, I turned my attention to Serena’s father who was still standing near

the threshold.

“General, escort our guests to the other room,” I instructed, still feeling anxious with Hale’s presence. I

knew I had nothing to worry about when it came to Serena’s attention. My anxiety was simply because NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Hale was my natural enemy. I still didn’t think it was a wise idea to include him in this war, but I trusted

and respected Serena’s decision, so I allowed this in the end.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” General Halcynos lowered his head. Hale and Lady Yllana followed him to the war

room while Elijah tossed me a short nod before following their footsteps.

Now that I was alone with my wife, I caressed her face more leisurely. I waited for her to stir and waited

for her eyes to open, however, ten minutes passed, and still, she showed no signs of waking.

I decided to connect with her telepathically, my wolf to her wolf, but I received no response. That’s

when I realized something was greatly wrong.

“Lady Yllana!” my voice quickly boomed. “Inside, now!”

Not a second long, she entered with Elijah behind her.

“Something is not right. She is still not waking up,” I pointed out whilst holding her still-warm hand.

The witch’s forehead wrinkled.

“Let me check her,” she said and neared us. First, she touched Serena’s head, then she checked her

wrists. My eyes were glued to whatever the witch was doing, but then William’s voice resounded in my

head.

‘Your Majesty! The walls of Ehnrelil are lowering!’

‘Lowering?’ I mind-linked back.

‘Hundreds of thousands of fae army are visible, Your Majesty,’ General Halcynos inserted, surprisingly

already standing in the front line with Hale.

I smiled, the feeling of excitement and malice flooding inside me.

‘Geraden, is he with them?’ I asked.

′Yes, Your Majesty,′ both of them replied.

′Good,′ I nodded whilst my eyes fell on Elijah who was already looking at me with the same excited

grin.

′Ready for battle,′ I declared to them. ′Hold our lines until our queen wakes up. Leave Geraden to me.′

On impulse, my legs brought me up. Lady Yllana gave me a confident look.

“Queen Serena just needs a little more rest, Your Majesty. She’ll wake up soon. In the meantime, I’ll

take care of her. Now, go,” she assured.

God knows I didn’t want to leave my wife under such circumstances, but I was also needed in battle. If I

needed to leave Serena to someone with more than capable hands, then it would be with the most-

trusted witch in Agotta, Lady Yllana.

I nodded and with a puffed up chest, I marched to the opening. Elijah was already way ahead of me,

already shifting to his werewolf form and already joining the front line, obviously itching for some

exercise.

I was just about to step outside the tent when suddenly I was blocked by a dark form. This unexpected

visitor stood a couple of feet away from me, hovering and naturally bringing with him his favorite

intimidating weapon: the scythe.

“This is a surprise, Your Highness, are you here to join the fun?” I asked, giving the King of Sattus a

grin.

His head shook ever so slightly. “You know I can’t take sides, King Aero. I’m neutral.′ His voice still

gave out a lulling echo. It was unnerving.

“Of course,” I nodded, “So why are you here? You want to watch the battle in HD?”

“Hmm,” a rumbling sound of affirmation was heard before his boots hit the grass and neared me, “Yes

that, and I have a second reason why I’m here.”

From the blade of his weapon, a string materialized, but it wasn’t just a normal string. I had seen these

many times in my random visits to Sattus. It was the string of life. All living things be it werewolves,

faes, witches, humans, vampires—yes, even them—and many more have this kind of string, and only

the King of Sattus has rule over them.

“I want to show you this,” he stretched the lack-luster string so that it was taut in front of me.

I stared at it, initially lost until I realized whose fucking string it was.

“Damn it,” I cursed, quickly retreating inside the tent.

‘General Halcynos, my Alphas!’ I mind-linked as I strode back to the inner tent. ‘I’ll be back. In the

meantime, get busy,’ I told them.

‘Yes, Your Majesty,’ all of them chorused.

“Lady Yllana,” I called, finding her still holding Serena’s hand.

“I don’t understand,” she cried out, confusion clear in her eyes, “She’s still not waking and she’s not

responding to any of my spells, Your Majesty.”

I approached them and directly picked up Serena from the chaise lounge.

“That is because her spirit is trapped elsewhere. Her body now is just a shell,” I explained.

Her eyes flitted to the King of Sattus who nonchalantly entered the room. With his presence, she didn’t

need to ask me further.

“Right, I see…” she stated. “Then, let me accompany you.”

“No,” I replied, shaking my head. “Lady Yllana, I want you to do something for me. Would you be open

to it?”

She didn’t hesitate to answer, “Tell me and I’ll make sure to deliver it.”

Holding my sleeping wife close to me, the King of Sattus and I left the Baltic Meadows and transported

to his shadow castle. Everywhere I look, I was reminded of just how gloomy this place was. The dull

gray and black color just dominated the interior design of his castle. There was a little red here and a

little brown there, but never white and green.

However, as he guided me to another room with an arched double door, I was taken aback. Silver and

gold were all over the walls and flooring. It perfectly contrasted with the earlier room we just

materialized in.

This particular room had an open roof that showed the eternal lightning bolts of Sattus and right

overhead, a magical inlet of water caught my eye. The glowing liquid fell down like a waterfall towards

a large pool. Its size almost consumed the space of the room.

The King of Sattus, still holding his beloved scythe, pointed to the glowing blue pool and said, “You

want to save her right, then soak her there.”

“I thought you are neutral,” I cocked a brow. I was happy he was helping us, but still, this left me

wondering why.

“Someone has violated my rules in the spirit realm using dark magic. I can’t just idly stand by and

watch,” he simply answered.

I accepted this as a good answer. If I were in his shoes, I’d probably do the same thing.

“This water came from the River Enyd. This is the closest the living and the dead can make contact.

Queen Serena may not be dead, but she’s close to the real deal with her soul trapped in the spiritual

plane.”

I didn’t bother to ask who did this to her and how. I ignored these details as the only thing that mattered

to me in the present was her and getting her precious life back.

Entering the pool slowly, I found that the water was conveniently warm and soothing. Its glow reminded

me of Salviste Lake. I didn’t think they were connected, but their beauty and soothing effect sure were

similar.

Just like the King of Sattus instructed, I submerged Serena in the water, but not satisfied, I decided to

dive too. I found instantly I could breathe.

I embraced Serena and buried my face on the crook of her neck. As we both floated underwater, I

reached out to her inner thoughts hoping that maybe she could hear me wherever she was.

‘Serena, love, if you can hear me, come back to me,’ I started, focusing on our powerful bond. I

embraced her tightly as my anxiety started chewing my confidence. What if she couldn’t come back?

What if she’s trapped forever in the spiritual plane? I’d be forever empty. No laughter or happiness

would color my life. I’d forever stay in darkness, hatred, and anger where I truly belonged. I’d forever

wallow in grief.

‘I don’t need to use any cheesy lines,’ I continued, shoving the negative thoughts in my head. ‘I know

you know my love for you is endless. Just come back to me and we will crush all our enemies together.

Afterward, you and I will make lots of babies. We are going to name them with exotic names like Snape

and Shera, Quincy, and Zelda. You like that would you?’

Like a miracle, her body began to glow. I watched, astonished, as the first phase of her shift began to

take shape. Her hands changed into claws, her limbs started to grow that beautiful white fur, her body

brightened even more and this time, I quickly hugged her tighter and pressed my forehead against

hers.

I decided I shift in time with her, so as the bright light enveloped us, my body transformed into my

werewolf form. Black against white, a perfect contrast, and a perfect match.

Serena

The silence of the cave was deafening. It was mocking me as I failed again and again in trying to

communicate with my husband. I tried everything I could think of. From telepathically calling him,

focusing on my wrist mark and mate mark on the neck, to even looking for a way out of the cave.

Nevannir must have redesigned the whole crystal cave over the centuries that I was away. I was

certain there was an opening on the north side of the cave, but now, I discovered it had turned into a

wall.

Worthless, powerless… Sofia’s words kept on harassing my conscience. Yes, I admit, it hit me real

good, but I didn’t let it pull me down. I was certain Aero would save me. I just needed to be patient.

Needed to stay sane…

In one of my wanderings too, I happened to discover an inner room. It didn’t take me long to realize

Nevannir had made a home in this cave. The sprawled parchments, stacks of books, light pillars, and

writing materials were all over the place. He had an overly decorated four-poster bed on one side and a

study table on the other.

This study table I decided to check and true enough, my hunch was right. He had been researching

dark magic and even practicing them. This was exactly the reason why he was able to trap me in this

spiritual plane. Huh, what a sicko.

An idea suddenly formed in my head and with this, I hastened to flip the books and open the

parchments in the hopes of finding an answer to my predicament. Minutes later, I was able to find one

but it entailed the conjurer—namely Nevannir—to lift my spiritual cage.

Urgh. Figures.

Seeing as I had no other way out of this problem, I sank to the floor and decided to reevaluate my

situation. I tried my luck again in communicating with my husband; really, really focused on our bond

and used my fond memories with him to heighten up my call.

And this time, I suddenly felt like I was submerged in water. I stretched my fingers and noticed them

actually dripping with the transparent liquid.

‘Serena, love,’ out of the blue, Aero’s voice rang inside my head, ‘if you can hear me, come back to

me.’ I quickly balled my eyes out. There was no better sound than to hear his voice inside my head.

‘I don’t need to use any cheesy lines,’ he continued as spiritual tears fell down my cheeks. ‘I know you

know my love for you is endless. Just come back to me and we will crush all our enemies together.’

Oh, yes, I’d like that, I thought.

‘Afterwards, you and I will make lots of babies.’

I half-laughed and half-sobbed.

‘We are going to name them with exotic names like Snape and Shera, Quincy and Zelda. You like that

would you?’

Oh hell no! My mind cried out just as I cringed at the thought of our little angels actually called with

those names. He was joking right?! I was sure he was joking!

My spiritual body then glowed and right before I knew it, I was waking up underwater with Aero close to

me, in our full wolf form. I was beautiful and he was handsome, and we, as wolves, were perfect

together.

‘Your speech is very enticing, Aero,’ I mind-linked him. ′But ditch those names please.′

He chuckled at this. ‘Of course,’ he answered.

He caressed me with his snout and licked my mate mark with passion. ‘Welcome back, my queen, care

for a run?’

I hummed an affirmative. ‘You lead, my king.’