All Chapters of THE ALPHA KING'S CLAIM: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

An hour earlier... < Aero > ‘Prepare for a bloodbath! The King of Ehnrelil had robbed us of our queen and therefore his kingdom deserved our wrath! Are you with me, my people?!’ My people didn’t hesitate when they answered me with the strongest, ear-splitting howl Phanteon has ever heard. They felt my anger. They felt my desperation. They felt my will for bloodshed. They wanted their queen back too and so they were very cooperative with me when I called for battle. There was only one way to retrieve our queen and it was through the nearest border of Ehnrelil: the Baltic Meadows. The Alphas in their respective territories and together with their subjects paused whatever it was they were doing and started their way into that very location. From the throne room’s arched window, I leapt and my battle-hungry claw

 < Serena > Aero said to dress up so I did, going straight to my closet and rummaged its contents. Expecting a fight soon, I figured I needed to wear an appropriate clothing. Luckily, I was able to find one in my wardrobe: a three-toned, gray, black and red, leather-like coat-dress that looked nothing formal or fancy. It had a pirate-ty vibe to it with the big buttons and wide waist strap, but it certainly wasn’t meant to be worn by a sword-swinging buccaneer. It was more similar to the suits in Assassin’s Creed, only that it was a female version of it. I paired it with black leggings and wore knee-length boots to finalize my outfit. I may not know if this was what the other she-wolves wear in their human form during a fight, but I was pretty sure this was totally the best ensemble to kick that bitch Sofia’s butt. Rhea, after Aero ordered a servant to summon her, helped me prepare. Sh

< Serena > Stories of an Elemental Witch’s prowess had reached my years while I was still training to become a priestess. I had never seen one up close nor had I actually witnessed their powers. Good thing, today, I was going to finally see it and even experience it first-hand. There was no limit to what Lady Yllana could see when her hands touch an object both living, dead or otherwise. Knowing this, I had Lord Hale bring an object that belonged to my beast friend Sofia and he produced a brassiere, no surprise in that, but still I tossed him an incredulous look. “Really, of all the things you could have brought, you chose this?” I complained whilst holding the garment up high for Aero and Lady Yllana, my father and Elijah to see. Lord Hale just gave me a shrug. “Aside from her underwear, Your Highness, she keeps on leaving that in my room, so I chose wh

< 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

< Aero > As soon as Serena disappeared, I concentrated on finding Nevannir. He was the one man I wanted to crush at the moment. He was the true threat in my peaceful life with Serena. Geraden sure deserved my wrath too, but Elijah and General Halcynos could take care of him. And speaking of which, as I raced back in my werewolf form to the tent where I left Lady Yllana, I saw both of them already fighting with him. Or, rather, it was only the General since Elijah just stood a short distance away, probably allowing the old man the first strike. General Halcynos was right to spar with Geraden. He held some personal grudges with this fae king in the form of Lady Cyrena. In my shared thoughts with my wife, I found that her mother had died purely of natural causes, but this wouldn’t have escalated fast if she was allowed to live with her mate. Geraden, judging from his angry l