The Alpha King's Witch Bride
Chapter 63: _Failed

Chapter 63: _Failed

"Sir, ma’am Odessa and the guards are here with the ingredients for the potions," Layla reported hastily from the other end when I picked up the call. "Also, the South American King just woke up. He’s asking for you."

Shit...

While I felt an odd sense of relief knowing Odessa was back safe and sound, I hadn’t expected that the concoction Elder Davina made for wolfsbane poisoning would work well enough to wake Alpha King Leonardo.

"Looks like you’re going to be busy." Celine suddenly muttered, forcing me to turn my gaze to her.

She had a mischievous smirk on her face, causing me to clench my jaw before I responded to Layla.

"Tell him I’m on my way." I blurted to Layla before I hung up, my gaze now fixed completely on Celine.

She took a few steps forward, causing me to physically recoil. That recoil only worsened when she stretched her hands forward to touch my face, but she didn’t seem to care about my reactions as she brought her mouth to my ears.

"I’ll get you back one day, Kaelos. My Alpha king." She said with a soft voice but instead of making me feel any sense of comfort, I felt a surge of irritation from deep within me.

With that, she gave me a wink and patted me on my cheek before she brushed past me and walked out of the alleyway like nothing happened.

I didn’t bother glancing back at her, instead hearing the sound of her stiletto heels echoing against the stone floor.

I raised my head and stared at the night sky before I sighed heavily.

That bitch will be the death of me one of these days...

Shaking my head, I turned around and walked out of the alleyway as well, heading for the event building.

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"I am disappointed at what happened, boy." Aloha King Leonardo said with a stern tone when I got upstairs to see him.

His face was still pale and he was still lying on a stretcher, but he no longer looked like he was a step away from death’s door and had his wife standing beside him and rubbing his back tenderly.

I couldn’t help but glance at Elder Davina just then, flashing her a wry but grateful smile.

Regardless of what happened, I would take the South American Alpha king’s scolding any day than watching him die in my territory.

Anyway, I sighed heavily before I responded to Leonardo. "Pardon me, sir. I... This has never happened since I became Alpha King, I can assure you. It’s just that there are a lot of enemies out there who don’t want Odessa and me together and I–"

"Maybe those enemies are right." Luna Queen Reina remarked just then, her tone cold. "Look at my husband. Do you know how deadly wolfsbane is even to an Alpha King? If it wasn’t for the timely intervention of Elder Davina then he... He..."

She couldn’t complete her statement and instead looked away, hugging her husband as if she was afraid he would disappear.

The air was filled with tension, with both Leonardo’s delegates and Layla, who stood aside, remaining silent.

Marcellus was still on the ground, his breathing raspy, but he was alive, and his condition was being kept stable by the pack doctor who watched over him.

Meanwhile, Damon scoffed with disdain in my head. ’What a bunch of wussies. And the Luna Queen is a drama queen to match. I’ve never liked her, anyway.’

He was only saying that because he knew the conversation revolved around Odessa in a way.

"A treaty of any kind with the witches was a bold idea, I’m not going to lie," Leonardo remarked just then, chuckling dryly. But he soon began coughing erratically, causing Luna Queen Reina to rub his back gently in a bid to calm him.

"Relax, Mon Ami. Take a deep breath." She advised, her voice as soft as her gaze.

The scene was bittersweet, making me feel a little guilty.

’You shouldn’t be guilty about anything, you moron!’ Damon berated me in my mind just then, sounding like he couldn’t believe I could even think that. ’If there’s anyone to blame here, it’s that asshole uncle of yours. You told him that there shouldn’t be any slip-ups with security, but yet here we are.’

At the mention of my uncle, I brought my gaze to the ballroom downstairs. I spotted the grumpy old man just then.

He seemed to be on a call while the pack soldiers around him worked around the clock finding clues in the ballroom.

I clenched my jaw when I saw the blatant show of incompetence but before I could react or say anything, Leonardo’s deep voice brought me back to the original conversation I was having.

"I guess this conversation isn’t so important to you." He remarked with disappointment in his voice.

I quickly shook my head, attempting to explain myself. "Forgive me, Alpha King. It’s just that my mind is running through so many things and I–"

"Excuses upon excuses..." Leonardo scoffed, shaking his head. "When does it end, Muchacho? When?"

I balled my hands into fists but I didn’t bother speaking again. I could feel the gaze of everyone present on me but I didn’t bother glancing at them.

It was clear to me already that this was a lost cause.

"In light of what just happened, I think it’s more than enough of a sign to suggest that maybe this idea of a truce with witches was indeed a bad idea." Alpha King Leonardo spoke solemnly, while his wife clutched his hands tightly.

And there it is...

As if his words weren’t clear enough, he added. "As the Alpha King of South America, I want to make it known right here in the presence of my delegates that the truce wouldn’t extend to my territory or any pack in it. It’s clear to me that these witches only understand violence and chaos."

I parted my lips to say something but nothing could come out of my mouth.

I’ve failed...

Suddenly, as if the universe or the moon goddess herself was trying to mock my current situation, Odessa’s voice rang just then.

"I’m done making the potions!"