The Alpha King's Claim

Chapter 90

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 90 by desirenovel

Aero

“I know you can’t change into your beast form in this plane!” he added. “You are weak when in your

human form!”

I smirked at this.

“And that’s where you’re wrong again, Nevannir. There’s a reason why I’m called the Alpha King,” I

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During my shift, some arrows melted due to the mere energy I had released. The remaining ones bent,

broke and turned to dust as it contacted my lethal fur.

I honed in on Nevannir’s presence again. Like a coward, he was still a safe distance away from me.

Still invisible. I decided instead to give him a spook.

In just two strides, I was instantly in his front with my claws perfectly secured around his neck.

“Aeyaahh!” he actually cried like a banshee. His body, in response to the contact of my claws, lost its

ability of invisibility.

Taken by surprise, he scratched my muscled arms, trying to free himself, but seeing as this wasn’t

enough, swords of different shapes and sizes materialized and skewered me.

Blood further oozed from my wounds. It added more pain all over my body. However, I felt perfectly

within my full strength.

‘You know what, Nevannir? I heal fast,’ I confessed through telepathy. ‘Surely, you know that right? Or

was it that you have forgotten? Too preoccupied with your delusions of grandeur?’

I squeezed his neck tighter and he struggled to gain air into his lungs. His nose bled further, his eyes

splurt out a pinkish fluid and his face generally turned red as he gave me a scathing look.

“Also, you must know. I’m fucking immune to magic.’

I released him just as I returned us to his chamber.

His body dropped hard on the floor. He coughed up blood and coughed again, and then wheezed,

trying his best to oxygenate his lungs.

Now thirsty for more, I grabbed his golden hair to the root and kicked him down so that the rest of his

body would be kissing the floor.

‘I told you already I don’t share what’s mine. Serena is my mate and for threatening her life, you get my

fangs,’ I told him in his mind.

The red in his face drained and for the first time, I saw fear in his eyes. That smug expression of his

was finally gone.

“Yo—u ca—n’t kill m—e,” he rasped, “I’m a guar—dian!”

Speaking of which, two guardians I know by name appeared in our midst.

Kerus and Farryl.

“Yes!” Nevannir quickly shouted, his face a picture of hope. “My fel—low guard—ians, take me a—

way!” He grabbed his hair and tried to free himself, but I kept my grip tight. “Yes! Let—me be judg—ed

by our co—uncil. Our law sta—tes that on—ly the council can pa—ss judgment on a guar—dian. Sure

—ly the King of Phanteon has vio—lated this!”

He fucking had a point. Farryl experienced this once, when she was suspected to have killed the

female vampire decades ago. She escaped the council’s judgment when she proved herself innocent.

Nevannir here was a different story.

I growled at them, giving them a definite warning. They’d probably receive my wrath if they take my

prisoner away.

“What do you think, Kerus?” Farryl turned to her companion and asked, acting mildly interested.

“Should we uhm…stop King Aero?”

Kerus quickly gave her an arched brow.

“Are you crazy? I’m having fun watching Nevannir’s pretty face get fucked up,” he exclaimed.

“Yeah,” Farryl sighed. “I’m pretty much enjoying this scene too.”

“No… no!” My guardian fae complained and started thrashing under my grasp. “Our coun—cil will know

that you have tur—ned your back on me! You will be pu—nished!”

Inside, I was considerably laughing at his desperation.

“Well…we could always say that the King of Sattus punished you for trying out dark magic,” Farryl

answered lazily.

Kerus chuckled at this and then vanished. Farryl followed not a second later, giving me a brief nod

before disappearing.

‘Done with your begging, Nevannir?’ I asked him through our minds.

“No… no…” he started thrashing again and pulled at my fur. “You can’t do this to me! You can’t kill me!”

‘Oh, I most certainly can,’ I answered, showing him a murderous glare.

In one swift move, I bit his head off clean. I then tossed it across the floor and it bounced with a

sickening wet sound when it hit the crystal ground. The rest of his body fell limply below me.

Even his blood wasn’t worthy to touch my fangs, but there was something deeply satisfying in taking

out his life through this.

Crouching down, I dug deep into his chest with my claw and pulled out his still-beating heart.

“Fucking fae,” I blurted out just as I transformed back into my human form and squeezed the muscle

until it burst out like a rotten tomato.

Quite a macabre sight, I know, but better him than me.

I certainly didn’t want to leave my wife as a widow. I still had a mission to fulfill and that was to give her

many pups.

Now that my fight was over, I focused on returning to the central action.

In the Baltic Meadows, I found Geraden and General Halcynos still fighting.

Both were already injured, but certainly, my general had the upper-hand.

Elijah was not standing anymore just watching them. He was preoccupied with fighting a number of fae

soldiers alongside Hale. This sight here was certainly a change. Never in my life had I thought of a

werewolf and a vampire actually fighting together against one common enemy.

Maybe I was judging Hale wrong? Or was it that this vampire lord turned out to be the only exception.

‘You all good, my queen?’ I mind-linked at Serena. She didn’t reply which was odd, but it was

understandable since she was preoccupied with her fight. I could feel her heart throbbing fast, most

likely of excitement, and I could feel her wolf’s thirst for blood.

Queen Adna, unlike my luna, just sat on her makeshift throne nestled at the very border of Ehnrelil and

Phanteon. She was surrounded by ten fae knights holding golden spears and heavy-looking swords.

I decided to give her a visit.

“Your Majesty, how long will you keep on blinding yourself?” I asked her just as I appeared on her left.

As a reflex, she stood up, throwing me a surprised look. Her knights noticed my presence and quickly

directed their spears towards me. I could feel anger in their eyes, but I could also feel their wariness.

“Lower your weapons, men. I only wish to speak peacefully with your queen,” I stated, giving them my

best-contained glare. Not a surprise, they didn’t take my words to heart.

Queen Adna, still cautious, laughed with bitterness. “They don’t accept orders from you, werewolf king.”

Her beauty was tainted with a scowl, but I was used to it ever since our first meeting in Ehnrelil.

“My name is Alpha King Aero, Queen Adna. Your niece’s husband and mate. You should know that I

respect your kind all because Serena is half-fae.”

“She’s a traitor!” she cried out, her eyes glowing with hatred. “She’ll never be a fae.”

I sensed her sorrow, it was so visible in her aura.

“Because of your grief, you have turned blind to what is in front of you. Serena is trying to save you and

your people from destruction. She cares for this part of her identity too.”

I stepped forward disregarding the spears still directed at me.

“Look at Geraden. Who is he fighting?” I gestured to the two who, even miles away, were still visible.

“The scum werewolf who killed my husband!” she answered, tears wetting her eyes.

“No,” I shook my head, “you’re wrong, Queen Adna. That man is your sister’s mate. Serena’s father.

General Halcynos never killed King Alduin. It was made to look that way by the very man you crowned

king now. Geraden is the one who killed your husband. He has been controlling you all this time.”

“That is a lie!” she gnashed her teeth and cried out. Her eyes shifted to the two again. Geraden was

throwing energy blasts at General Halcynos. In retaliation, the latter jumped towards him and gave him

a flurry of punches and kicks. I grimaced inwardly. He sure was going easy on him. If I was in his

shoes, I would have already torn this pest of a fae’s limbs one by one and gouge out his eyes.

“No, it’s the truth,” I declared, managing to cool my voice, “and we have the very evidence to prove it.”