Chapter 19Alpha Aeron stormed through the dark alley, a thunderous rage burning in his eyes. The once revered and feared king now faced constant rejection and disrespect. How had his life come to this? Myra, his own mate, dared to undermine his authority as the alpha, diminishing his very persona. The frustration and anger within him reached a boiling point, and he clenched his fists tightly.Without warning, he unleashed his fury upon the nearest building, his fist colliding with the solid structure. The force shattered the wall, sending debris scattering in all directions. The sound of destruction echoed through the desolate alley, briefly drowning out the symphony of his rage.In a fit of primal fury, Aeron rampaged forward, determined to unleash his pent-up anger. He grabbed anything in his path—abandoned cars, motorbikes, trash cans—and hurled them violently into the night. The heavy objects crashed and splintered, becoming mere playthings in the hands of his wrath. Each throw r
Chapter 20Augustine sat across from Myra, his face serious and unwavering. He took a deep breath before speaking, his voice filled with urgency. "Myra, this is exactly what I was talking about when I suggested keeping Aeron close to us. What he did, it was risky, dangerous even. If it were ever discovered that he was the one behind it, it would lead back to you."Myra gazed at Augustine, her brows furrowed with concern. "I know, Augustine," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. "But keeping him close to me…it would drive me insane. It would constantly remind me of what I've been through in his hands."Augustine reached across the table, gently placing his hand over Myra's. "I understand," he murmured sympathetically. "But we have to consider the bigger picture here. Think about Alistar. How would it be for het to grow up without a family? Aeron may be dangerous, but he's our only chance at keeping our family together and safe."Myra met Augustine's gaze, her eyes filled with a m
Chapter 21In accordance to their discussion, Augustine decided to take on the challenge of transforming the rugged alpha male, Aeron. Determined to bring out the best in him, Augustine knew that a little pampering could work wonders. With a confident stride, they entered the bustling barber shop.The sound of clippers filled the air, and Aeron's nostrils flared as he caught the scent of unfamiliar territory. The alpha's instincts kicked in, causing a low growl to escape from deep within his throat. The barber, taken aback by the unexpected reaction, visibly shrunk back in fear.Quickly coming to the rescue, Augustine stepped in between Aeron and the barber. With a warm smile that matched his soothing voice, Augustine assured the barber, "Don't worry, my friend. Aeron here has been living amidst animals, so sudden noises can catch him off guard. But he's harmless, I promise."Although perplexed, the barber nodded hesitantly, choosing not to pry further. Augustine then turned his atten
Chapter 22Myra let out a tired sigh as she finally finished the last-minute file that Augustine had urgently given her before rushing off to a meeting. It had taken her longer than expected, but she was determined to complete the task efficiently. The clock on the wall showed that it was well past normal working hours, and she couldn't wait to get out of the office and head home.As she grabbed her coat and made her way towards the exit, a strange feeling washed over Myra. It was as if she was being watched, followed even. She brushed off the uneasy sensation, attributing it to her exhaustion. After all, she was a wolf, and she was always vigilant. However, the feeling persisted, causing a knot of unease to settle in her stomach.Before Myra could fully process the situation, three shadowy figures swiftly cornered her in the dimly lit alley outside her workplace. Instinctually, her instincts as a wolf kicked in, and she prepared herself to defend against any threat that came her way.
Chapter 23As Alpha Aeron stood in front of Myra's door, he felt a strange sensation, something he had never experienced before — nervousness. It gripped him unexpectedly, causing his heart to beat faster and his palms to grow slightly sweaty. He couldn't understand why he felt this way. How could he, the Alpha, be afraid of what Myra's response would be? It seemed preposterous to him.The moon shone brightly in the night sky, its soft glow casting pale light on Aeron's figure. He took a deep breath, mustering up the courage to knock and enter. But something held him back. Doubts swirled in his mind. Lost in his thoughts, Aeron failed to notice that Myra had already sensed his presence, her keen awareness picking up his nearness long before he even reached her doorstep. Curiosity piqued, she opened the door, wondering why he had been standing outside for so long.As the door creaked open, Aeron's gaze locked with Myra's, and time seemed to stand still. Myra's breath hitched in her th
Chapter 24Alpha Aeron settled into a plush armchair in the opulent living room, his gaze fixed on the grand oak doors that guarded the entrance. It was his first day on the job as Myra's bodyguard, tasked with ensuring her safety during the upcoming work dinner party. Nerves tingled through him, his senses on high alert as he awaited her arrival.The doors swung open with a quiet elegance, and Aeron's breath hitched in his throat as Myra stepped into the room. She was a vision of beauty that stole his breath away. Her slender figure was adorned in a stunning midnight blue evening gown that clung to her curves with a tantalizing grace. The halter neckline showcased her delicate collarbones and the smooth expanse of her neck, drawing his eyes to the gentle swell of her bosom.The fabric cascaded down her body in a cascade of silk and velvet, skimming over her hips and flowing effortlessly to the floor. A subtle slit revealed a teasing glimpse of her toned legs as she glided into the ro
Chapter 25Augustine's dark figure was hidden among the twisted branches and thick foliage, his eyes glinting with anticipation as he watched the men he had sent to attack Aeron. He knew that their mission was doomed to fail, but he was curious to see Aeron's reaction for himself. The men concealed themselves, ready to carry out their orders.He observed Aeron as he strolled along the path, his features calm and unwavering as the men sprang into action, spraying the substance with a hiss of pressurized canisters. Despite their efforts, Aeron showed no reaction. Augustine smirked to himself, admiring Aeron's strength and resilience. "Impressive," he muttered under his breath, his sinister grin widening.Suddenly, Aeron’s posture stiffened, and Augustine's eyes widened with eager anticipation. Aeron’s abilities were even greater than he had imagined. The men who had dared to assault him would soon face a swift and brutal retribution.Aeron pivoted, his eyes locking on to the traitorous
Chapter 26he made his decision and began to speak, "I, Alpha Aeron—"Before he could finish reject—"Myra abruptly interrupted him, delivering a swift blow to his gut. "You bastard!" she exclaimed with a mix of anger and hurt, her voice laced with betrayal.Myra's frustration grew as she looked at Aeron and realized her punch had barely affected him. Not even a hint of pain crossed his face. Determined to hurt him back, Myra swung her arm again, aiming to land a solid blow, She wanted to hurt him, to make him feel the sting she felt in that moment but Aeron effortlessly dodged her attack, a smug expression playing on his lips. Frustration gnawed at her as she attempted another strike, only to be met with the same swift evasion from Aeron.As their playfully intense back-and-forth continued, a strange mix of pleasure and adrenaline surged within them. Each movement was fueled by a potent mixture of frustration, desire, and a need to assert dominance. It was a primal dance, their bodi
EpilogueAeron laughed heartily as he tossed a colorful ball back and forth with Allistar in the living room, their playful banter filling the air with joy and warmth. Despite his initial hesitance, Aeron had eventually relented, allowing Myra to go to the grocery store while he stayed back to spend quality time with Allistar. Little did he know that an unexpected turn of events was about to unfold.As they played, Aeron got a mindlink from Myra, her urgent thoughts flooding his mind. "Aeron, the baby is coming. I'm in labor. Please come to the grocery store right away."The realization sank in, and a sense of urgency washed over Aeron. Without a moment's hesitation, he gathered the groceries they had bought and swiftly lifted Allistar into his arms, explaining the situation in a hurry."Come on, peaches, we have to go to the grocery store. It's time to meet your little brother," Aeron said with a mix of excitement and reassurance, his tone conveying the sense of anticipation that fil
Chapter 110The soft glow of evening cast a warm ambience in Aeron and Myra's cozy living room, the gentle flicker of candlelight dancing across the walls. Myra, her baby bump clearly visible now, sat on the couch, a look of frustration etched on her features. Aeron, sitting opposite her in an armchair, gazed at her with a mix of amusement and concern.Myra's mood had been unpredictable lately, a common symptom of her advancing pregnancy, and today was no exception. She fidgeted with the remote control, her brows furrowed as she struggled to find the perfect movie to watch, her emotions teetering on the edge."Aeron, I just can't find anything that feels right!" Myra exclaimed, her frustration palpable. Aeron tilted his head, suppressing a smile as he tried to hide his amusement, knowing well that pregnancy tantrums were a part of the journey ahead."I could help you look for something. What are you in the mood for?" Aeron offered, his voice calm and soothing.Myra sighed, her gaze fl
Chapter 109Myra and Aeron were in the midst of preparing breakfast when the joyous sound of little feet echoed in the kitchen. Allistar, their bright-eyed and adventurous four-year-old daughter, burst into the room, clutching a colorful painting in her tiny hands. Aeron's eyes lit up as he saw her approach, a warm smile embracing his features. "Daddy, look what I made!" Allistar exclaimed, her voice bubbling with excitement.Myra shook her head with a tender smile, a gentle reproach in her voice. "Allistar, how many times will I tell you not to run in the house?" Allistar's eyes widened in innocence as she looked up at her mother. "But Daddy says I can run when I become a big girl. I just turned four, so I'm a big girl now," she protested with all the conviction of a child.Aeron scooped her up into his arms and twirled her around, his laughter filling the air. "Of course, you're a big girl, Allistar, and big girls also obey their mothers," he reminded her gently before setting her
Chapter 108As the golden sunlight bathed the palace garden in a warm glow, Aeron labored diligently, stirring pots and arranging fragrant bouquets under the vibrant canopy of blossoming trees. Soft laughter escaped his lips as he meticulously set the table with ornate silverware, fairy lights twinkling like stars above. The tantalizing aroma of exotic spices and delicacies intermingled with the invigorating scent of dewy petals, infusing the air with a sense of enchantment.Aeron checked that everything was in place, a pleased smile gracing his features. He tiptoed back into the palace to retrieve Myra, his heart aflutter with anticipation. Upon returning to her side, he gently bound a silken blindfold over her eyes, his touch feather-light and tender.With the utmost care, he guided her through the labyrinthine corridors, her trust unwavering despite her curiosity. As they drew closer to the garden, Aeron's footsteps quickened, brimming with eagerness, until they finally came to a h
Chapter 107The dense forest loomed around Aeron like a living labyrinth, each tree a sentinel guarding its secrets. His voice echoed through the stillness, a desperate call searching for any sign of life. "Is anyone there?" he shouted, but the only response was the rustle of leaves in the wind.Undeterred, Aeron began to walk, the towering trees closing in around him, casting shadows that danced in the dappled moonlight. His footsteps seemed to be swallowed by the silent expanse, and a sinking feeling settled in his chest as the forest embraced him in its enigmatic grasp.As he wandered deeper, Aeron's sense of direction faltered, and the forest became an endless maze. Panic clawed at the edges of his mind, urging him to escape the suffocating greenery. In the distance, a cave yawned open like a dark maw, a potential escape from the wilderness that threatened to swallow him whole.Aeron cautiously entered the cave, the shadows within conspiring to distort his perception. The cavern s
Chapter 106As Aeron sprinted through the moonlit night, his keen senses heightened by desperation, he tried to catch Oswald's scent in the air. Frowning, he realized that Oswald had masked his presence, making tracking nearly impossible.Aeron chuckled grimly, muttering to himself, "Buffoon." Undeterred, he dropped to his knees, placing a hand on the ground. Silent incantations escaped his lips, and soon, glowing footsteps appeared on the path ahead. Aeron grinned, his determination unwavering as he followed the ethereal trail.The luminous footprints guided him to a secluded cabin. Aeron cautiously pushed open the creaking door and stepped inside. There, on a wooden bed, lay Allistar. Relief and urgency surged through him, but before he could reach for her, Oswald leaped from his hiding spot, launching at Aeron with deadly intent.Reacting swiftly, Aeron dodged the assault, and the two engaged in a fierce battle once more. Aeron's skill with the sword proved superior, but in a cunni
Chapter 105Panic and fear were etched into every line of Aeron's face as he frantically darted through the sprawling corridors of the palace, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His eyes were wild with desperation as he searched, each passing second seeping away with a sense of impending dread. Shadows clung to the walls, and the oppressive weight of the air seemed to press down on him, suffocating him as he raced against the insidious tide of time.It was in this frenzied state that Aeron collided with Pelenore, his father, and the impact sent them both stumbling, only to regain their footing with a sense of urgency. Pelenore regarded his son with a mixture of concern and confusion, his brow furrowed as he asked, "Aeron, what's wrong? Why are you so frantic?"Aeron's voice trembled with raw emotion as he blurted out, "It's Myra. She's in trouble. I heard her call out to me, and I can't find her anywhere. She's somewhere in this palace, and I can't bear the thought of her suffering."
Chapter 104In the aftermath of the great battle that had just taken place, the once serene and picturesque landscape was now a chaotic scene of destruction. The once lush green fields were now scorched and smoking, the trees reduced to charred stumps. The acrid smell of burnt wood and gunpowder lingered heavily in the air, mingled with the metallic stench of blood.Amidst the chaos, Pelenore stood a short distance away, his body trembling with grief. In his arms, he cradled his beloved son, Baron, the light of his life. The young man's face was now pale, marked by deep wounds. Pelenore's tears streamed down his weathered face, his cries of despair mingling with the chaotic sounds of the aftermath. He held his dying son tenderly, whispering comforting words through his anguished sobs, hoping against hope that he could bring some relief to his child."I'm sorry, father," Baron finally croaked, his voice barely a whisper amidst the havoc. The words were a plea for forgiveness, a burde
Chapter 103The night was dark, with only a pale sliver of moon hanging in the sky. Aeron and Pelenore sat side by side on a wooden bench, their bodies tense and their eyes fixed on the field before them. The soldiers had set up their tents and retired for the night, leaving the deserted field covered in the scattered remnants of their tests. The atmosphere was heavy with silence, broken only by the distant chirping of crickets and the occasional rustle of leaves.Neither Aeron nor Pelenore said a word, but the tension between them spoke volumes. Certainly by the morning they would go into battle and although they had prepared, they still felt tensed. Suddenly, the stillness was shattered by the sound of hooves pounding across the field. A horse burst through the darkness, its body shimmering as if born from smoke. A soldier clad in armor dismounted and bowed in obeisance before Aeron and Pelenore. "Your highness! Great wizard!" Aeron looked at the soldier with an intensity that ma