All Chapters of Moon Princess's Two Alpha Kings: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Hunter-“What are you doing?” I demanded shortly after I took Caleb to meet Hades.“Doing what I need to.” Caleb’s tone was flat, and his eyes looked as if he was utterly defeated.“I told you what was going on, but I thought we were going to discuss things. I didn’t expect you to agree as soon as we arrived.” I grabbed his shoulder and tried to pull him away from Hades.Hades was holding a scroll that had been unraveled and had to be at least ten meters long. I knew Caleb would willingly sign the contract and give up his soul, but this wasn’t what I had in mind. As soon as we arrived, Caleb demanded that Hades produce the contract and they make the deal.Hades didn’t waste any time. A scroll suddenly appeared in his hand, and when he opened it, it dropped to the ground and scattered. The text on the scroll was in a language I couldn’t read, but I would need a magnifying glass even if I could.Without asking what the contract would entail, Caleb had stepped forward and reached for the

Kyra-The first three days after Hunter left went by rather quickly as I was able to keep myself busy. Since there wasn’t much I could do other than wait, I spent much of my time helping Caleb with issues that had come up in other Packs. When I wasn’t assisting Caleb, I was in my art studio.Although I was worried about Hunter, my father, and my brothers, I had plenty to keep busy. Mostly, I was concerned about Caleb. He wasn’t gone like the others but had acted weird since Hades allowed me to return.In my state of absentmindedness, as I tried to analyze what happened to Caleb, I reached out to dip my paintbrush in more paint. Instead of dipping the brush, I accidentally knocked over the tray and barely managed to catch it before a paint disaster ruined the floor. The paintbrush fell, but I managed not to spill all the paint.Shaking my head, I picked up the brush and arranged the tray so it didn’t tip over again. My attention adjusted to the canvas I had painted on. To my surprise,

Kyra-“First, let me explain that Caleb’s name is originally Zatyx. He was one of Cronus’s children and had the closest relationship with Hades. When…” Persephone began, but I held up my hand and cut her off.“If he was Cronus’s child, why haven’t I heard of him?”“You’ll know when I get to that part.” Persephone pulled my hand back into hers. “When Cronus was overthrown, Zatyx decided he wanted nothing to do with the issues in the family. He decided to live an ordinary life and become a farmer and trained warriors.”My eyes drifted as I tried to imagine the life Persephone talked about.“He lived many years living a peaceful life. Many people admired him, and instead of keeping the crops for himself, he offered them to others who were struggling. One day, while delivering goods to help a family, he came across a female who was running away from home. Her family was trying to sell her to someone twice her age so their son could buy a house for his new family. That woman was you.”My e

Kyra-Instead of returning home to tell everyone about what I learned, I stayed with my mother and the children for a few more days. Until Hunter returned, there wasn’t much that could be done. I also thought I could get more answers from my mother than from the library.After two days, though, I didn’t get any helpful information. On a side note, I was able to relax and bond with my children. I learned that Ryleigh and Cosmo were very much in love and had significantly progressed in their relationship. After everything was over, they wanted to get married, which had been the highlight of my visit.I was also able to let go of the self-doubt crawling through my mind. After everything I had encountered, I realized I needed to trust myself and those around me more. If we can overcome everything we have, dealing with the rest shouldn’t be impossible. There was no need to keep myself locked in the library all the time to find answers.I’ve come to understand that I wasn’t doing anyone any

Kyra-I wanted him to tell me what he meant by his words, but he wouldn’t wake up no matter how much I tried to wake him. At a loss for what to do, I looked up at our mother standing nearby with tears in her eyes. I was about to ask her to do something, but a man suddenly appeared beside her.I didn’t know who he was, but he seemed oddly familiar. He almost looked like an older version of Xureus. Without saying a word, the man knelt beside Xureus, placing a hand on his shoulder. Blinking away the tears in my eyes, I looked at the man and realized he was a God.I remember seeing paintings of him in the books I studied, as well as a picture of him where my mother lived. I didn’t know his name, but I had a suspicion that he was Xureus’s father. Pain etched on his face as he looked at Xureus, along with a hint of guilt.“After I am done, help them forget.” The man spoke.“Done with what?” My mother asked.“Although I couldn’t be there for him while he grew up, I should at least do somethi