The Alpha King's Claim

Chapter 39

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 39 by desirenovel

I had to get away. I needed to get away. Far from her as much as possible before I eat my own words. I

said so myself there was no touching involved. That I was pleased we wouldn’t need to consummate

our marriage. But look at what has happened now. We were both caving in and fast.

I hated this development. It was starting to fucking mess me up, my peace of mind, and my ideals. But,

on the other hand, I couldn’t deny the fact that I did enjoy our little session, how fragrant her scent was

that filled my nose, how enticing her voice was when she whimpered for me, how good she was with

her hands and mouth, and oh yes, how sweetly close she was to drinking all of my cum. If I hadn’t

intervened, then…

Damn.

I admit I was so close to damning myself.

Despite still feeling aroused and sporting a really hard cock, I used my ability to transport myself away

from her and I chose to reappear inside my manor. In there, I stayed for the rest of the night until the

party was over. I had William communicate to me the activities of my vampire guests and Elijah,

although I didn’t ask, was enthusiastic enough to report to me the whereabouts of the queen.

Apparently, she had gone to retire in her chamber. He used this to conveniently create an alibi for our

guests when some of them started to notice our absence.

‘You really should join your queen in her chamber, brother, you wouldn’t want Lord Hale to steal her in

the middle of the night right?’ Elijah mind-linked at me. I could hear the lighthearted mockery behind his

words, but so was the possibility of it.

True enough, Hale could do it if he wanted to and it would be so easy for him even if I place twenty

werewolf guards in and around that woman’s chamber and most especially now that I was far from the

castle.

‘Then go and guard her, Elijah. You’re a good match for Hale,’ I ordered, using his ego to my

advantage. He after all possessed abilities that could match mine, but in truth, it was so that I could

avoid returning to the castle at least for this night.

‘Na ah, I can’t do that, brother,’ he replied in a heartbeat. ‘I’m rather…occupied tonight.’

Wrinkles of disappointment formed on my forehead.

‘You just take pleasure with my sufferings huh?’ I complained.

‘I’m actually doing you a favor, dear brother,’ he chuckled. ‘Well then, enjoy the rest of the night.’

It didn’t take long for him to intentionally block me in his thoughts. He had done this in the past many

times and that’s especially when he’s with a woman.

Huh, typical.

Pressing my mouth firmly, I rerouted my attention to my beta. ‘William, give me an update,’ I stated.

After a few seconds, he answered, ‘Your Majesty, Lord Hale, and his entourage had now left the

premises. Shall I tail them to make sure they exit Phanteon?’

Choosing to sit on the marble balustrade of my balcony with a wine in hand, I nodded. ‘Yes, do that

William, and keep special attention to the dark lord. He is known to be quite sneaky sometimes.’

‘I’m keeping track of his scent, Your Majesty. You may rest your faith in me.’

‘Good, report your progress later.’

Looking up, my eyes rested on the dark sky. This part of my kingdom somehow lacked iophas—or

stars on human terms. I liked it. The dark sky and the blandness of this manor mirrored the void in my

heart. But unfortunately, along with this void, was my guilt. That woman’s face and my promise to look

after her haunted me, turning me uneasy instead of feeling relaxed inside the manor.

‘Seems like I can’t easily escape huh?’ I whispered into the wind and then laughed at myself.

After taking a long swig of the remaining contents of the flute, I stood up, placed the object on a flat

surface, and then transported my ass back inside my castle, on the queen’s chamber to be exact.

In there, Serena’s scent hit me again. It was mixed with her remaining arousal, her sweet female smell,

and the bath oil she used post bathe.

Silently, I observed her. She was already sleeping soundly, covered by a thick duvet from the waist

down. Her hair that was curled and fixed earlier was spread now throughout her pillow, and the gown

she wore was now changed into a decent sleeping dress—well, at least decent enough to cover her

cleavage.

I grumbled silently to myself thinking just how much I had sunk low watching a woman sleep. Never

mind how my cock continued to harden. Just watching her sleep was already enough proof I had been

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“You…what is this pull you have on me?” I silently whispered, my eyes turning to slits, scrutinizing her

sleeping face inch by inch under the soft light of the lampshade.

I didn’t expect her to answer. She just continued her peaceful sleep unbeknownst of my presence.

“My…mate,” I tested the word. My wolf and lycan sides had been crying that word ever since we were

wed, but even before that, they had been quite excited with her magical arrival and wouldn’t just give

me peace.

The word rolled off my tongue pretty well. “My…eshtha,” I claimed again, this time with full conviction.

Elijah’s words then popped out of my head.

‘Maybe this is the Goddess’s answer for you. Maybe Serena is your salvation; your way out of that pool

of loneliness and hatred you have drowned yourself in.’

Huh. I couldn’t help but scoff.

If the Moon Goddess really existed and if this was indeed her way of answering me, then…then, to hell

with her.

“You’re already fucking late…” I groaned out, gave my queen a glare, and then turned around to exit

the chamber. I didn’t need to stay in there any longer. If anything, Elijah was just messing with my head

and used the vampire lord as a way to tease me. She wasn’t really under threat. She was safe and

breathing, and her blood still intact.

After turning the doorknob, I stepped out of the bedroom and made my way into the receiving room

where everything was dark. With my hypersight, I could see no one lurking in the corners. Everything

was clear. But then, just before I turned towards the main door, a flying insect suddenly materialized

and passed through me.

It was the same fucking one I saw last night.

Frowning, I quickly captured the damn insect with the intent to kill it but then I noticed another one

appearing from the ceiling. This was with a different luminescent color. It was flying inside the room like

it was eager to pollinate a flower.

“The hell…” I muttered, angry with their presence.

Then, I saw a third one pass me from behind.

I watched the first insect squirm inside my palm and when I released it, it flew directly past the doorway

towards where the queen was sleeping. Hastily, I went back inside only to find that it had rested on top

of her bare shoulder like the rest of its kind.

Gaping, the only thing I could do was wonder. What did this mean? Where did these insects come

from?

Along with the mystery of her arrival, the unexplained pull she had on me and the explanation for the

marks on our wrists, the presence of these insects and their purpose joined my list of problems to

solve.

Remembering just how much effect a single insect had brought upon me the last time, I groaned in

dismay and decided to quickly leave the room. Whether I enjoyed this morning’s ‘wet’ greeting or not, I

won’t allow myself to be subjected to that kind of situation again.

‘Your Majesty!”

Suddenly, William mind-linked me. I stopped mid walking out of the receiving room after picking up

some stiffness and alarm in his voice.

‘What?’ I stated, my brows in knots.

‘Lord Hale, Sire. I couldn’t locate his scent anymore. The rest of his entourage had just left our realm

but he—”

I didn’t listen to his statement anymore. Without a thought, I bolted back to the queen’s bedroom and

checked if she was still present.

To my relief, she was and still sleeping calmly at that, but the insects were still there and brightly

illuminating their colorful wings.

‘Damn it,’ I cursed to myself.

What to do? What to choose now?

Should I stay and guard this woman but risk another interesting morning or should I leave, be safe with

these creatures’ calming spell but risk the queen’s safety?

Despite disliking it, I chose the former, but I decided to sit on the couch across her bed and waited for

the vampire master to show himself—that’s if he was idiot enough to do so.

Sleeping would undermine my purpose of staying in her room, so I struggled not to stare at the brilliant

creatures on her shoulder. It was futile. In the end, sleep claimed me…

‘Your Majesty…’

In the middle of my slumber, William’s voice awoke me.

‘Your Majesty.’

‘What?!’ I snapped, pushing myself up from the slouching position I had found myself in. Closing my

eyes still and massaging my forehead, I booted the drowsiness away and focused on the conversation

I was about to start with my beta.

‘I have relocated Lord Hale’s scent. He is on his way to Ehnrelil.’

My brow arched up, not believing his words. ‘That place?’ I muttered.

‘Yes, Your Majesty. As it turned out, the leaders of Ehnrelil had sought a meeting with the guardians

and the leaders of each realm.’

‘Hmf, after all this time, they choose to step forward now, that’s new.’

‘You are needed in the meeting too, Your Majesty,’ he pointed out to me.

‘Oh, I will join,’ I couldn’t hold back a grin from forming on my lips, ‘I can’t pass out on the opportunity to

finally see the realm of the faes once again.’

‘Then, I’ll prepare for your journey, Your Majesty,’ he proactively declared.

‘Do that,’ I stated, nodding, and then cut off our telepathic conversation.

A long and heavy sigh escaped me thereafter. Another arduous, time-consuming meeting once again,

but at least this time, it would be held in a place that used to heavily restrict outsiders. This was going

to be an interesting meeting, I thought to myself. A rather good way to divert my focus away from my

current problems—my marital problems to be exact.

And speaking of which, my attention returned to the source of it all. I found that the insects were

already nowhere in sight, but the woman was slowly moving under the covers and with my sharp

hearing, she was actually murmuring something in her sleep.

“Hmmm…”

My ears perked up further and I stood up to fully see what the fuss was all about.

“Yes…”

“Ahhhh…”

From my recent encounter with her, I could definitely differentiate a sound of pleasure between a sound

of pain and there was no doubt in my mind I just heard her moan in pleasure.

“Aero, please…faster, faster!”

‘What the fuck is this woman talking abo—’ my mind stressed but was cut off in an instant.

I gaped when suddenly she moved, her duvet falling off the floor effectively showing the slenderness of

her legs. My skin hairs stood on end when together with her moaning, her hands moved to her

reproductive parts; one hand hiked up to cup her full breast while the other slid down low to insert a

finger—no, fingers—inside her fucking underwear.

As much as I wanted to, as much as I told myself not to, I couldn’t peel my eyes off from the

unexpected live show. She was about to fucking finger herself and I was present to witness it all.