The Alpha King's Witch Bride
Chapter 182: _Bleed For Your Delusions

Chapter 182: _Bleed For Your Delusions

(Warning: Gore and Violence Ahead)

"YOU WILL ALL PAY!"

With that roar from me came a devastating sonic wave that shook the throne room and forced most of the guards present to cover their faces and stand their ground.

Celine, who stood in front of Odessa and the others, crossed her arms into an ex, gritting her teeth and shifting backward. There were two silver bracelets on her wrists which gave off a distinct glow, seemingly protecting her.

"Group one, aim all your attacks on the Alpha King!" Gamma Zane shouted while stepping backward, staring at me cautiously.

A group of guards holding guns stepped forward and began shooting, but their silver bullets bounced off my hide like hailstones as I took slow steps toward them.

I could smell and feel the fear that they felt and didn’t care as I got to one of them and grabbed his gun, melting it off his grip with pure force alone.

I didn’t end there and grabbed him by the head, causing him to scream and kick anxiously as he dangled off the floor.

"I WILL PAINT THIS THRONE ROOM WITH THE BLOOD OF EVERY TRAITOR BEFORE I LET YOU TAKE CONTROL!" My voice boomed, disorienting most of the pack soldiers as I crushed the head of the one in my grip like a grapefruit, causing blood and brain matter to splash on me.

I flung the limp body away, going on a rampage, slicing off heads with one slash, swatting guns away, and breaking bones while their screams barely broke through the chaos.

"Hey Kaelos!" Celine’s voice echoed and when I turned to her, the next thing I witnessed was her flinging a bottle at me.

I used my arm to cover my face, snarling with rage when the bottle broke upon contact. Its content was a gas cloud of black smoke that went into my nostrils and stung my eyes.

Wolfsbane...

I stumbled backward as the pack soldiers continued shooting at me while some others shifted and flanked me from every angle, biting at me like rabid dogs.

But I retaliated, grabbing some of the wolves and ripping them in half and even using one like a baseball that I used to beat the others to a bloody pulp.

At the corner of my eyes, I saw Odessa, Marcellus, Althea, Elder Davina, and Layla fending off the guards who were attacking them.

Elder Davina showed her fighting skills even as an old woman, using swings from her staff to block attacks from some guards while bashing the heads of others with a single swing.

Layla shifted into a slender grey wolf, standing beside Elder Davina and attacking anyone who she missed, protecting her.

Althea was calm, holding off most of the bullets with a forcefield of blue energy while using telekinesis to trash some guards around. Marcellus remained unshifted, evading attacks and managing to land strikes.

And as for Odessa... She fought against Celine, sending blasts of magic at her and evading her strikes as well. Celine was cunning, avoiding close combat and using her bracelets to block attacks from Odessa.

It was an all-out brawl, and it was clear Zane and Celine had come prepared.

"I’m sorry it had to come to this, nephew." My uncle’s voice echoed from a corner as I fought off the guards.

One tried to jump at me in his wolf form, but a single punch to the jaw dislocated it and snapped his neck to the side, killing him in an instant.

I glared at my traitorous uncle.

The man who had always been against my rule. The man who always compared me to my father. Who was so bent on traditions...

I wanted to rip out every individual bone in his body and beat him to death with them.

I roared, sending the guards blocking my path to Gamma Zane flying away like house flies.

But the Gamma stood strong, using his right hand—which was now nothing more than a silver metallic hand— to shield his face before he got shifted back by a few meters.

’Hmm, it seems the lovely couple both have access to magic items.’ I thought to myself, staring at him before glancing at Oddesa who held her own against Celine and was even giving her a hard time.

Well, I’m going to make Zane wish he brought more magically enchanted trinkets.

The soldiers fell like flies as I walked menacingly toward my uncle, who suddenly pointed his enchanted silver hand in my direction.

Suddenly, a blast of sonic waves was sent from the gloves without any spells or incantation. Whoever the witch who’s backing Celine and Zane is, she is a menace.

I staggered back slightly from the unexpected force of Zane’s attack... only for a heartbeat.

But then, I laughed.

A guttural, bloodthirsty sound that echoed like thunder against the cracking throne room walls.

"You really thought that would work?" I growled in my beast form, my voice coming out as a mixture of mine and Damon’s.

I dropped low, then lunged, covering the distance between us in the blink of an eye. Zane’s eyes widened just as I slammed into him, claws first. The silver on his hand hissed against my skin, but I ignored the burning pain, ripping the glove clean off his wrist and flinging it across the room.

He screamed.

Not from the injury... But from the moment he realized I wasn’t going to give him a quick death.

"You betrayed your King. Your bloodline. Your people."

I wrapped one clawed hand around his throat, lifting him off the ground as his feet kicked. Behind me, the battle still raged—screams, magic, roars—but I saw none of it.

Only the man I called my uncle.

"You’re lucky I want you to watch what comes next," I said finally, resisting the primal urge to rip him in half here and now.

I slammed him down, not to kill, but to break. His ribs crunched beneath the impact. He gasped for breath, coughing blood.

And then I looked up—straight at Celine.

She’d stopped fighting Odessa, her face pale now. The magic energy from the bracelets she wore flickered at her fingertips.

It was ironic how she loathed witches but yet was content with using equipment from one.

I took a single step toward her but she backed away, her eyes quivering with uncertainty.

Just when she raised her hand to cast, Odessa struck first, sending a blast of violet light that sent Celine crashing into the side pillars. Debris rained down on her, and she didn’t get back up.

For a moment, the throne room fell silent except for the crackling of fires and the groans of the wounded.

I stood tall in my beast form, my chest heaving and blood dripping from my claws.

"I am the Alpha King. Not your puppet. Not your pawn. If you ever thought you could steal this pack from me..."

My voice rose into a roar so deafening it split the air, shaking loose pieces of the marble ceiling.

"...THEN BLEED FOR YOUR DELUSIONS!"

The ground trembled under the weight of my rage. Cracks formed beneath my feet, spreading like spiderwebs across the shattered tiles.

Zane lay unconscious at my feet. Celine barely stirred beneath the rubble. Most of the guards were dead, their bloody bodies and guts littered on the floor.

And Odessa... she stood amid the chaos, her gaze locked onto mine. Not with fear, but something else.

Pride.

I took one step toward her, the beast in me slowly retreating, my claws shrinking and my fur thinning. But just when I had turned fully into my human form, a sharp pain tore through my back shoulder, causing my eyes to widen as I gasped.

Odessa’s eyes were filled with confusion and then fear as I turned around only to see my uncle behind me with a dagger plunged through my back.

He had a cruel smirk on his face as he spat. "Die! You disgraceful runt to—"

Before he could finish, I raised my right hand and swiped at his neck, separating his head from his shoulder cleanly and sending blood everywhere.

But the silver dagger sticking to my back and the stab wound from Celine that was still on my chest didn’t make the sight of his body plopping to the ground satisfying.

"Kaelos!" Odessa screamed when I fell to the ground, landing on my knees first before I fell on my face.

I could hear nothing but my heartbeat and shouts that were slowly becoming distant as a pair of warm arms wrapped around my body and held me close.

’Kaelos? Kaelos, we can’t die!’ Damon yelled out in my mind but even his voice was becoming distant.

As everything slowly became black, the last thing I heard was Odessa’s whisper.

"Fight, Kaelos. You’re stronger than this. Please..."

Then it all went dark.