Chapter 53


    The Alpha King’s im chapter 53 by desirenovel


    Aero


    Transporting myself inside the war room, a deep scowl was already etched on my face. Elijah was


    already sitting in one of the chairs of the oval table, dressed still in his travel clothes. Agotta, or the


    realm of the witches, was a fifteen-day ride by horseback and five days lesser when traveled in wolf


    form. There were two gates through it when a visitor wishes to cross. It cuts the travel time in just a


    day, but even then, it would still cost the traveler tired muscles and a whole lot of migraine.


    That was exactly the second reason why I didn’t want to visit that ce. The first was simply because


    that realm was filled with women. The first andst time I visited Agotta was with my father when I was


    young. Like Ehnrelil, I couldn’t stomach how glimmering and bright their world looked.


    Elijah had volunteered to be my vassal when dealing with the witches and I was under the impression


    he had enjoyed each of his visits there. Our magical food and the ability to be already wearing clothes


    post-shift were one of the many gifts given to him by the witches. Of course, despite my refusal, he


    talked me into epting them for the benefit of the general ′were′munity.


    Staring at him now, he didn’t look like he sufferedplications post-travel, but he wasn’t the usual


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    jovial man either.


    “Speak,” I started, my voice almost sounding like a growl. I sat at the head chair and red at him,


    ready to execute my anger at a moment’s notice. “But I’ll warn you ahead, Elijah, make your report


    count.”


    “Oww, someone is stingy this morning,” he feigned hurt, wincing, but then he threw a toothy grin at me.


    I stand corrected. It seemed his yful side was still intact.


    “What now? Did you and Queen Serena bicker again?” he asked.


    My sour expression didn’t change, but at the back of my head, I snickered at his remark. Oh, we did


    bicker alright and more. So much more.


    “What news have you brought me?” I asked him again, diverting his attention from the sensitive


    subject. He didn’t need to know Serena and I consummated our so-called fake marriage. If he did, he’d


    likely pester and tease me with how quick I caved in.


    Elijah, clueless, leaned forward towards the table and released a long sigh.


    “I got good and bad news for you. Which—”


    “The good,” I interjected, preferring to set aside the nitty-gritty parts forter.


    “Well,” he broke into a smile. “Lady Yna and the Order of Witches met with me. The good news is


    they didn’t suspect us killing the three witches despite finding them in our realm. They understood our


    side and they are willing to help with regards to the investigation.”


    Hmm, that’s wasn’t painful to hear.


    “And the bad?” I asked, continuing to frown.


    “We did the autopsy of the bodies and Lady Yna used a spell to see their past and mayhap, see the


    face of the killer, but it was to no avail. There seems to be a force hiding the truth. She said the power


    was either ancient or novel, something she needed more time researching.”


    I frowned even more. This definitely wasn’t a good sign.


    “And another thing brother,” Elijah continued, making a serious face, “one of the killed witches was an


    elemental witch. She uses fire.”


    “Fire?” My brow arched.


    “Yes,” he nodded. “I heard the market of Cirelles was half engulfed in mes yesterday. Do you think it


    could be connected?”


    “I am yet to meet with General Halcynos, William, and Alpha Aaron, but all possibilities are taken into


    consideration, Elijah,” I answered, clenching my jaw in anger.


    He looked at me somewhat taken aback; his arms crossed while he gave me a raised brow.


    “I thought you already attended to this problem yesterday? It is unlike you to put a matter like this for


    another day.”


    I lowered myshes and subtly stared at the bulge on my pants. “I was…preupied.”


    “Hmm, well, I am not surprised,” he shook his head as if he was disappointed. “With you still rejecting


    the queen, it is no wonder you would try your best to avoid her, thereby avoiding your duties in the


    castle too. You’d probably turn out to be an old and lonely wolf in the future.”


    Again, my subconscious sideughed. Oh, what would my dear brother say when he finds out the


    truth?


    “What I want to know is how the witches and that murderer arrived in our realm,” I went on and huffed.


    “Farryl must have been cking in her responsibilities as the guardian of our gate.”


    “I can’t me her,” he shrugged his shoulders. “You’re being hardheaded with your hate on women,


    Aero. In return, she hates you for it.” But then, he also released a long sigh and sank on his chair.


    “However, despite this, she had taken the oath to protect Phanteon. Could there be a possibility she


    didn’t know of this just like what happened in the past with that dead vampire?”


    I groaned at the unweed memory of the past. Roughly twenty years ago, a female vampire was


    found dead on the outskirts of Trevana, a town west of my manor. Since I was near, I personally


    attended on the matter. Two days old, skin, muscles, and bones eaten by worms, and with a face that


    looked like dried plum — those were my first observations on the corpse once I saw it. The second was


    the bite marks on her neck, like a wolf’s, and scratch marks on her body which again looked like from a


    wolf’s.


    I personally delivered the corpse to Kerus. A trial was made thereafter. Obviously, I pleaded not guilty


    on behalf of Phanteon and my people’s innocence was proven. In the end, this case was ced on a


    standstill. No other evidence was found and just like the dead witches now, the spell of seeing the past


    proved to be a failure. The killer was certainly making sure its identity wouldn’t be tracked down.


    “Farryl ims innocence and was proven by the council of guardians,” I stated, returning to our


    conversation. “I hope she remains innocent on this ‘witch matter’ or else I will personally deliver her


    death.”


    “I will talk to her, brother, leave it to me,” Elijah volunteered.


    I nodded.


    “See to it that that happens, and while you’re at it, schedule an audience with the guardian of Ehnrelil. I


    have an important matter to discuss with him.”


    With that, thoughts of the mysterious insects around Serena upied me. I couldn’t ignore their


    presence anymore.


    “I’ll do that,” he agreed.


    “The evidence we have so far leads me to believe someone is trying to frame us on the death of the


    witches,” I said in a grim tone. “If the queen wasn’t there to witness it, we would have one great


    misunderstanding with the Order.”


    “We dodged war with Agotta, brother,” Elijah remarked with a sigh, “all thanks to Queen Serena.”


    The corner of my mouth quirked up. Pride filling up my chest.


    “Yes, she is a blessing in disguise…”