The Alpha's Temptation

Alphard was badly injured. Very few soldiers and two Commanders remained after their battle with Prince Ileus and Princess Anastasia. In his dreams also he had never imagined that he would be fighting with the Dark Prince. More than him, it was his wife and another fae woman who had brought about the whole carnage. They were an unstoppable force that his soldiers couldn’t deal with. The Nyxers were born and trained to fight with werewolves. They had no idea how to fight with faes and that too who had tremendous magic in them.

His Commanders carried him back to Hydra on the horse back. Ileus had broken several of his ribs. His legs were fractured and his spine was dislocated. Every time the horse moved, he winced in pain. In the end, the soldiers had to carry him back on a makeshift stretcher.

Alphard had come to abduct Lusitania and to make her his wife, but this was what he received. He tried to analyze with his fried mind as to where were the royals and how come it was Prince Ileus and Princess Anastasia who he faced, but nothing logical came to his mind. Moreover, the way Ileus behaved, it was as if he already knew of Alphard’s plans. There were so many questions bouncing across his mind that even his head was hurting.

As soon as they reached the Hydra Palace, Alphard was taken to his bedchamber where the healers started to work on him. Every time he was touched, he would scream. The Dark Prince had given him so many injuries and mental trauma that it would last a long time. Every time he would imagine those blazing golden eyes, he would shudder and let out a flurry of curses.

It took an entire day for the healers to fix him. In the end, Alphard resembled a mummy. There were bandages on his legs, his torso, his arms and his neck. His head was fixed in a metallic frame so that he didn’t move it. It was necessary for his spine to be straightened. Breathing too was difficult for him at this moment.

“He will take at least two weeks to heal properly,” said the healer to Felis who was standing at the foot of his bed with his hands clasped at the back. “He has been badly injured. I have never seen him this badly wounded. It looks like someone has beaten him vigorously on a flogging stone.” The healer shook his head with pity. “You know how those washermen do to the clothes.” He sighed and then instructed the junior healers to give him medication at regular intervals. “He shouldn’t be moved from his place, okay?”

The junior healers nodded in nervousness as they glanced at Alphard.

The main healer turned to Felis and added, “I have given him a strong sleeping draft. He will stay asleep for two days, after which you can speak with him. Hopefully in those two days, his neck and arm injuries are healed.” Werewolves healed very fast. But Alphard needed special attention and an equally special meal to heal fast. Felis noticed that Alphard would murmur something about golden eyes or faes every time a muscle in his twitched. Strange. He took a deep breath in. Waiting for two days seemed like eternity.

Felis went to Morava who was in her bedchamber as usual. At least this time she wasn’t on her bed and recuperating. A maid was combing her hair. She was wearing a light peach gown with tons of jewelry. Four Alphas were sitting in her room, looking at her with deep l**t in their eyes.

“Do you know anything about golden eyes connected to faes?” he asked her, looking at her reflection in the mirror, as he sat next to an Alpha.

Morava frowned. “What golden eyes and faes?” she said. “I don’t know any of that. I have only heard of one legendary case of golden eyes and fae connection and that is of Prince Ileus of Draoidh and the fae Princess Anastasia of Vilinski. Anastasia is Ileus’s wife.” She shrugged. “But why are you asking it?”

Dread blasted in his chest. Felis possessed strong dark magic, but his magic was nothing compared to Ileus or Anastasia. Moreover, he knew that his magic was there in him, but it kind of stayed within him and didn’t really come out. It wanted something, a rake to be scrapped and unraveled.

He knew who his mother was and he intended to meet her to know how to unravel his magic. He had never ever seen her. She never ever came to see him. He was not born out of love, but out of force and need. His father had shackled his mother after impregnating her. He kept her confined in the Hydra Palace until he was born. The day after he was born, King Izo had come to free his daughter from the clutches of the demon werewolf.

Felis was brought up by his father whose sole purpose to bring Felis to life was so that he could rule over Hydra and be invincible. Felis was trained hard and to be ruthless, but he didn’t possess the ancient beast as Ukdah had thought. Ukdah was disappointed in him.

Ukdah told Felis that Eltanin was his stepbrother who possessed the ancient beast.

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Taiyi took Eltanin to an open area where she created a bubble for both of them. She could clearly see that he was in possession of a lot of magic, but the way he controlled it, it was awesome.

“The most important part is that you have to focus on your inner energy. Once you can master it, it would be easy for you to maneuver it,” she said, circling him.

Eltanin closed his eyes. The new surge of power in his body was making him feel like he could do anything with it. It was intoxicating. At the same time, the thought was dangerous. He closed his eyes to focus on his inner powers. They seemed to be stored in his belly.

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