The Alpha King's Claim

Chapter 78

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 78 by desirenovel

Aero Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

King Geraden was begging for trouble and so he was going to get it.

Right after they disappeared, I continued to change into my lycan form and thereafter howled loudly,

informing my people of their king’s anger and sadness. The ones that were inside the throne room:

Elijah, William, and Farryl transformed into their were form and howled in response, in unison with the

rest of the kingdom.

‘Prepare for a bloodbath!’ I mind-linked at all of them, gnashing my teeth and clawing out the marbled

floor. ‘The King of Ehnrelil had robbed us of our queen and therefore his kingdom deserved our wrath!

Are you with me, my people?!’

A louder howl reverberated all over the kingdom, and possibly, it had crossed borders to other realms,

informing the rest of the leaders that Phanteon was in turmoil.

I was itching to run my claws on specifically two worthless people: Geraden and Hale, in no particular

order of their deaths. I wanted them torn to pieces, rib by rib, limb by limb, gouge out their eyes and

sever their heads. I took delight in the grotesque plans I had for them. I just had to get across the fae

border and reach them…

Only when I tried to realm hop into their territory, I was the one surprised. It seemed they had prepared

for my coming too and had blocked the portals again. Not only that, but I also couldn’t hear Serena’s

thoughts and I couldn’t mind-link her, and again, I associate this to the spells of the faes.

Fuck.

But, this was only a minor setback, I thought to myself. My army and I were going to break their

stronghold for good and I was going to take back my queen, save her whether she needed it or not…

‘What do you want in return, Nevannir?’ I looked back on the time when Ehnrelil’s guardian and I

conversed.

Give and take, that was his motto so it seems. Since he provided me information about the bugs and

gave me a bracelet to test Serena’s honesty, I was bound to give him something in return.

He curled up a smile in response and tipped his head down. ‘I only want to see a glorious fae realm,

Your Majesty. Make that happen for me. I believe the new king is unfit to rule, and Queen Adna, she is

too grief-stricken still to function properly.’

Wrinkles on my forehead formed.

‘All these centuries, she still mourns of Alduin’s death?’ I asked.

‘A fae bond is like a counterpart of a werewolf mate, Your Majesty. Complete emptiness reigns over the

one left behind and could never be healed,’ he explained and I understood quickly. Although I didn’t

think my mother was my father’s true mate, he was still left utterly depressed with her betrayal and

eventual death. He never functioned well as the king thereafter, the same as Queen Adna’s case.

Fucking love. Such emotion was deadly.

Unfortunately for me, it had already made its tight dead grip around my heart. But was I worried? Hell

fucking no. I was willing to be under Love’s control if it meant Serena as my true mate. She was worthy

of my sacrifice.

‘Why ask me such a request when you know I care less of what the fae kingdom turns into?’ I

questioned Nevannir again, returning to the original topic.

‘What if my hunch is right, Your Majesty?’ There was suddenly determination in his eyes. ‘What if your

beloved queen turns out to be someone of importance in Ehnrelil? I told you already, these spirit

creatures know their master more than a hundred percent. I myself felt some connection to her, but

something hinders me from ever finding that out.’

I hastened to understand his words and hell, he had a point. He fucking had a point.

‘She could be what the fae kingdom needs: a better, more powerful ruler no fae has ever seen,’ he

continued, his eyes flashing bright with excitement.

I growled low at this. ‘She’s my queen you’re talking about, Nevannir. I don’t share what belongs to me.’

The brightness in his eyes dimmed quickly and he returned to his calm and composed state. ‘Of

course, Your Majesty. Your words are loud and clear. I was merely expressing what could happen in the

future.’

‘You’re too idealistic. Maybe even delusional,’ I pointed out without hesitation. He knew me to be blunt

with my words. He knew how I didn’t give a shit with anything that wasn’t mine.

He grinned at me again though and replied with a proud face, ‘I prefer to call myself a visionary, Your

Majesty.’

Still sitting on my throne, I released another long exhale again. ‘I would only care to remember your

request when the need arises. Until then, leave this hanging in the air.’

‘Of course, Your Majesty, I understand,’ he voiced out and made a final bow before leaving the throne

hall…

As I recollected our conversation in the present, I grimaced and clenched my jaw. With all that’s

happening now, it goes to show Nevannir was right, and this meant I was bound to fulfill his request.

But he didn’t mean war, did he? Because that’s exactly what I was going to do to give him a glorious

fae realm.

Serena

“Ysanna, my dear, I had always waited for this day to come,” my aunt, Queen Adna, voiced out the

moment I stepped inside the court circle. Around me, there were High Elders present. All of them I

knew by face and name. All of them gave me a hard time when I was still in training, except for one,

High Elder Hanhenna.

She looked at me with worry mixed with pride in her eyes. She was the only person I told of my plans

and the only person who knew I loved the crown prince of Phanteon, now my husband. She

understood the sacrifices I had to make and was even willing to help, but I didn’t let her. I didn’t want

Ada and Ade get punished in the process.

The fae court was an oval-shaped room with a grand dome covered by vines. Rays of sunlight usually

would pass through and hit the elegant flooring, but since it was evening, the quadruplet blue moons of

the fae realm lighted the court instead.

Rows upon rows of gilded chairs surrounded the court. I was in the center platform, too vulnerable to

their stares, but that didn’t mind me. It was better this way.

“Looks like you didn’t age, Auntie,” I told her, drawing courage from the very same blood running

through her veins. She looked exactly as breathtaking as I remembered her to be, wearing a regal

crown of sticks, flowers, and gemstones and dressed in a flowing gown that shimmered against the

moonlight. Only now, her eyes had grown dull and lifeless. She looked less spectacular than the last

time I saw her and it was pitiful.

“Same goes to you,” she threw a weak grin at me. “Still as beautiful as ever, but you’ve changed.

You’re bolder now. I can see fire in your eyes.”

“The very fire that had left our realm vulnerable, my Queen,” King Geraden butted in, touching her hand

as if to comfort her.

Queen Adna’s brows furrowed. “Yes, how could I forget your betrayal to the throne,” she stated,

directing those words to me.

I wanted to speak up, but then the king stood up from his throne and addressed the souls inside the fae

court.

“I speak for everyone in this hall and in the whole fae realm,” he started, giving off an air of certainty.

“High Priestess Ysanna had caused us great trouble. She had left her post, disappeared without a

trace and worse, placed the fae royal army into eternal sleep. We could however deem her innocent;

that she was only forced in hiding by the very monsters that killed my brother, but the fact that she

stands before us now as Queen of Phanteon shows that they are in cohorts with each other all along.”

I winced at his words. This man sure had this speech planned all along.