Chapter 30Myra paced back and forth in the living room, her eyes darting to the clock on the wall. She muttered under her breath, frustration mounting as the minutes ticked by, making her even later than she already was. With a sigh, she mindlinked Aeron, hoping for an explanation for his delay. But there was silence, no response from him.Exasperated, Myra made up her mind. She couldn't wait any longer. She picked up baby Allistar, cradling her in her arms. Determined to go about her plans without Aeron, she headed towards the door, ready to step out.Just as she was about to leave, the door swung open, and Aeron walked in. Myra's initial intention to scold him faded as she noticed the scar on his forehead. Worry etched across her face, she rushed towards him, her voice filled with concern."What happened? Are you alright?" she asked, her voice laced with urgency.Aeron moved away from her, his usual warmth replaced by an atypical coldness. "It'll heal, don't worry about it," he rep
Chapter 31The fancy restaurant buzzed with conversation and soft jazz music playing in the background. Myra sat gracefully at a table draped in white linen, her dark curls cascading elegantly over her shoulders. Across from her was James, a handsome man with a warm smile that made her heart flutter."So, James, tell me more about your recent trip to Europe. I'm curious to hear about all the amazing sights you saw." " It was incredible, Myra. I visited so many beautiful places—Paris, Rome, Barcelona. The architecture, the art, the food... everything was simply breathtaking. I wish you could have been there with me.As they engaged in lighthearted banter, their laughter filled the air, drawing the occasional glance from other patrons. Everything seemed perfect until she caught a familiar scent drifting through the air, tangling with the fragrant aroma of the delectable cuisine. It was the scent she knew all too well—Aeron.Her eyes widened as she turned her head and spotted Aeron st
Chapter 32Aeron walked aimlessly past the vibrant amusement park, his gaze fixed on the joyful scenes of families playing and laughing together. He paused for a moment and allowed his gaze to linger on a particular family—a mother and father cheerfully pushing their giggling children on the swings. The carefree atmosphere tugged at something deep within him, a sensation foreign to his own upbringing.He couldn't help but feel a pang of longing deep within his heart. It seemed like a world he didn't understand, a world that had always been out of his reach.As he watched mothers pushing swings, fathers tossing their children into the air, and the sound of children's laughter echoing in the air, he couldn't help but be reminded of his own upbringing. The realization struck Aeron with a pang of sadness—he had never experienced the simple, genuine happiness he witnessed before him. His father, consumed by his thirst for power and dominance, had shown Aeron only the harsh, unyielding sid
Chapter 33"I am not going to apologize," Aeron defiantly stated, crossing his arms over his chest.Myra looked at him with a stern expression. "Yes, you are."Aeron scowled, his frustration evident in his voice. "What am I apologizing for? He had it coming.""He's hurt, Aeron," Myra responded firmly. "You hurt him."Aeron's eyes narrowed, resentment brewing within him. "He deserved it." The bitterness in his voice was palpable.Myra's voice rose with a mix of anger and exasperation. "Aeron!""I will not apologize—" Aeron began, but his sentence was abruptly interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.The unexpected ring of the doorbell caused a temporary pause in the heated conversation. Aeron looked at myra questioningly. "No! You did not!" "Yes, I did and you better apologise."As Myra opened the door, Augustine stood before them, his face contorted in pain. Plaster adorned his cheek, and a wrap secured his injured arm. Upon seeing Augustine's condition, Aeron rolled his eyes and l
Chapter 34In the dimly lit laboratory, Augustine stood before a table cluttered with various scientific equipment, his eyes wide with a mix of excitement and madness. Beakers and vials containing strange liquids and powders adorned the workspace, their contents a culmination of Augustine's relentless research and experimentation. With trembling hands, he meticulously added the final ingredients to the formula he had been developing for months."This is it!" Augustine muttered, his voice filled with fervent conviction. "This formula will work, it has to," Augustine whispered to the empty room, his voice filled with a mix of excitement and desperation.His mind raced with thoughts of extraordinary power and dominance, convinced that this formula would undoubtedly work. His gaze intensified, a maniacal glimmer reflecting off his eyes.He kept a 24/7 surveillance on Myra so he knew she had gone out to the spa and did not waste the opportunity to strike. Since she was out of the way, the
Chapter 35The tension in the room was palpable as Myra's brows furrowed in confusion. She turned her gaze to Aeron, her voice laced with skepticism, and asked, "What do you mean by 'wrong vibes'? Can you please explain?"Aeron stumbled over his words, struggling to find the right way to articulate his concerns. Finally, he managed to say, "Lately, I've been getting these strange feelings about Augustine. It's hard to explain, but his body language and actions have been appearing suspicious to me."Myra's glare intensified, her confusion giving way to frustration. She crossed her arms and retorted, "Aeron, I think you're just projecting your own alpha instincts onto Augustine. You naturally find it difficult to trust people easily."Aeron shook his head, desperate to make Myra understand. "No, it's not just that," he insisted. "Augustine has been constantly asking me about my powers whenever he gets the chance. It's been bothering me."Attempting to defend Augustine, Myra countered, "
Chapter 36As Myra lay peacefully asleep, the soft glow of morning light began to filter through the curtains, casting a gentle warmth upon the room. The serenity of her slumber was abruptly interrupted as the shrill sound of the doorbell echoed through the house, shattering the quietude. Groggily, Myra stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she reluctantly rose from her comfortable cocoon of blankets.Rubbing her eyes, Myra checked the time on her bedside clock, her brows furrowing in confusion. It was only 4:30 in the morning; whoever could be at the door at this hour? Curiosity piqued, she silently made her way towards the door, careful not to wake the slumbering toddler in the adjacent room.Pressing her eye to the small spy hole, Myra's gaze fell upon Aeron, standing on the other side of the threshold. Her groan escaped her lips before she could stifle it. Opening the door, she greeted him with a mixture of annoyance and surprise. "Aeron, what on earth are you doing here this early
Chapter 37Myra glanced at her reflection in the rearview mirror, hastily adjusting her sleek, dark hair, a radiant smile gracing her lips. Clad in a smart blazer and a pencil skirt, she exuded confidence and grace as she maneuvered the car through the bustling morning traffic. Aeron sat by her side, looking dapper in a tailored suit, his vibrant blue eyes filled with warmth as they exchanged lighthearted banter.In the backseat, baby Allistar was secured in her car seat, her soft coos filling the air. Her chubby cheeks dimpled as she babbled, as if in perfect harmony with the laughter of his parents. Aeron couldn't help but be captivated by Allistar's infectious joy, feeling an overwhelming sense of love and protection for his little family."Oh please myra." He said rolling his eyes. "You couldn't beat me even if you train for a whole year!" Myra's laughter bubbled forth, filling the car with its melodic tone. "well that'll make you a bad trainer, wouldn't it?.""Nope! It'll just m
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