The Alpha King's Witch Bride
Chapter 200: _Just Us

Chapter 200: _Just Us

Odessa’s POV

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(Warning: Mature Content Ahead)

His lips were warm against mine, a steady pressure that deepened with every second we lingered there. The world around us, the pain, the tension, the broadcast that had shaken everything... faded to silence.

There was only this. Us.

Kaelos kissed me like he was unraveling. His lips moved gently, almost as if he feared I might vanish.

But I didn’t.

I leaned into him, threading my fingers through the strands of his thick hair and holding him close, grounding him in the only truth that mattered now: I wasn’t going anywhere.

The kiss deepened, his mouth parting just enough for his tongue to brush mine.

A shiver traveled through my spine, and I moaned softly into the kiss, my heart pounding against my ribs. There was no urgency, no rush... just need.

Kaelos pulled back slightly, resting his forehead against mine, our breaths almost in sync.

"I need you," He whispered, his voice hoarse. "Not just like this. I need all of you. I need to feel like something in this world still belongs to me."

I swallowed hard, cupping his face between my palms.

"You have me," I whispered. "Every broken, complicated part. You’ll always have me, Kaelos."

The mate bond was like a current, calling us deeper into each other.

Kaelos bent to kiss me again, slower this time, as his hands slid from my waist to my hips and then around to my lower back. He pressed me closer until no space remained between us.

He lifted me in one swift motion, his strength so effortless it made me gasp against his lips. He carried me toward the bed without breaking the kiss, laying me down with a care that stole my breath all over again.

When he drew back, his gaze swept over me like he was seeing sunlight for the first time.

"I used to think love was a distraction," He murmured, crawling over me. "A weakness."

"And now?" I asked, brushing my thumb over his cheek.

His eyes seemed hesitant at first before his gaze became warm. "Now I think it’s the only thing holding me together."

I reached for the hem of his shirt, and he allowed me to pull it over his head, revealing his sculpted chest.

My fingers trailed his skin as I bit my bottom lip, feeling every scar and the hairs on his chest.

All I could think of was how lucky I was to have him all to myself after fighting so hard and so long to stay away from him.

He helped me out of my own clothes with ease, taking his time and using his fingers to slightly brush my skin in the right places. Each movement was measured and thoughtful, as if he were memorizing every inch of me.

When we were finally naked before each other, I felt no shame or fear. All I felt was anticipation as I stared into his piercing silver eyes.

He kissed my collarbone, then brought his lips to my stomach, causing me to arch my back in response to his touch. His hand moved over my side, resting briefly on my belly.

Then came a quiet pause from him.

"Our child is here," He whispered, caressing my stomach.

I nodded, holding back my urge to just melt into his touch. "And they’ll know love. Real love."

Kaelos leaned down again, kissing me with renewed intensity, and slowly began to move over me.

Every shift of his body against mine made me flinch with need. Soon, he found my entrance and slowly plunged his dick into me, causing me to gasp.

He held my gaze the entire time, his silver eyes locked on mine.

I cried out softly, almost losing my breath. The rhythm he set was unhurried, as if he wanted to worship me with every motion.

We moved together like tides. There were moments when I clutched at his back, burying my face in his neck and other times when I lay open beneath him, my legs trembling.

When release finally came, my body surged with warmth and I moaned ever so softly. I sighed heavily as I clung to him, overwhelmed by the intensity of it all.

Kaelos cradled me afterward, his chest pressed to mine as our heartbeats slowed together.

"I don’t deserve this," he murmured, kissing my temple.

"You do," I said sharply, tilting his chin so he had to look at me. "Don’t let guilt rob you of this moment."

He closed his eyes, breathing in my scent with one whiff. "Then let me stay here for a while. Let me pretend the world hasn’t fallen apart."

I stroked his hair, smiling wryly. "You don’t have to pretend. Right now, the world is just the two of us. We can handle the chaos outside later."

We lay there in silence for a while, wrapping our naked bodies together until sleep took us.

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The warmth of Kaelos’ body was gone by the time I woke up. My hand stretched instinctively to his side of the bed.

It was empty.

A knock at the door reminded me where I was and what still lay ahead.

"Odessa," Kaelos’ voice came through. "There’s a meeting in ten minutes."

Ten minutes later, I joined him in his office, the mood already heavy before I’d even stepped inside.

There was a wooden table stretched across the center of the room. Everyone present swerved their heads to me.

Kaelos gestured toward the chair beside him, and I took my seat silently. His hand brushed against mine beneath the table, a small reminder that despite everything unraveling outside these walls, he was still with me.

Present at the meeting were Beta Marcellus, Elder Davina, Delta Axel, Layla, and the military advisor Jeremiah.

The silence was broken by Delta Axel whose voice was deep and plain. "We need to discuss the witches and their possible relation to the broadcast earlier today."

Here we go...

Kaelos leaned back slightly, his jaw tense. "What about them?"

"You saw the broadcast." The Delta’s gaze didn’t waver. "That man’s power... how else could he have blocked every trace, jammed every signal, and taken control of our continent’s communication lines? That reeks of magic if you ask me."

Jeremiah, the military advisor, chimed in, his voice low and gruff. "It wasn’t just the broadcast. Our satellites picked up a distortion pulse during his message. It wasn’t tech but something else. He’s not just someone with resources... he’s someone backed by high level spellcasters."

Elder Davina, the oldest among us, tapped her staff against the floor once, bringing all the attention to her.

"We don’t know that for certain," she said with a calm voice. "Jumping to conclusions about witches could reignite tensions we’ve tried to bury for close to a decade."

"But look at the pattern!" The Delta snapped. "Ever since we brought in the Alpha king’s Witch bride, we’ve had nothing but trouble. Subtle ones at first... then this."

"Who else would benefit from sowing discord among werewolves?" the military advisor added with a scoff, causing me to clench my jaw.

Kaelos must have felt my distress because he reached for my hand under the table again, squeezing it gently.

I met the Delta’s gaze and then spoke up calmly. "You’re implying I’m somehow responsible."

There was silence.

Marcellus cleared his throat, breaking the tension. "No one is accusing you directly, Odessa. But we can’t ignore the timing. The covens of North America have been silent since the broadcast. This ’Lord of the North’ may be a puppet working for rogue witches."

I stared at him silently, my eyes going from him and Kaelos. The tension on their faces told me they still hadn’t talked about the incident at the Charity Ball.

Kaelos exhaled just then. "He’s not a puppet. He’s dangerous and more calculated than we assumed."

Layla, who was seated across from me, leaned forward. "Do you think he’s been planning this longer than we thought?"

Kaelos nodded. "Possibly before the truce with witches even began. He used that broadcast to hit every raw nerve left in the werewolf population. He stirred resentment, painted me as weak, and showed that our alliances don’t protect our kind. The cages in Mexico, the slaughter in Paris—he made sure we saw it all."

"And made you look like a traitor to our species," Jeremiah added grimly. "Even the most loyal wolves are shaken. Morale’s down."

Delta Axel slammed his hand on the table. "Which is why I say we begin immediate investigations into all witch activity within pack borders and the entire continent. Let’s have records reviewed and movement tracked. I want surveillance reinstated."

"No." My voice was low, but it rang clear.

All eyes turned to me.

I straightened my posture. "I won’t stand by while you scapegoat an entire race because of fear. That’s what this masked coward wants. To fracture us. To make us turn on each other."

Kaelos added. "We can’t afford civil unrest. The witch alliance has kept our borders secure all these weeks. Breaking it without evidence would be suicide."

Jeremiah crossed his arms in front of his chest. "So we do nothing?"

"No," I said. "We find him and we trace the signal. We follow the trail of whoever helped him... witch or wolf. But we don’t paint an entire people with his sins."

Davina smiled softly at me then, nodding. "Spoken like a true Luna Queen."

But I wasn’t the Luna Queen. At least, not yet.

I smiled back at her when a knock suddenly sounded at the office door. All heads turned to the door and to my surprise, my aunt Althea was the one who stepped in.