The Alpha's long lost heir
Chapter 244: "Guilt, be my bride."

Chapter 244: "Guilt, be my bride."

There was a soft knock on the door, "Come in."

Zephyr led the way, then Roshan came in, then Icarus. Oberon was half sitting on the bed, waiting for him.

"Your majesty, you have regained consciousness!" Roshan’s eyes brightened.

Oberon did not reply to that, "Where is my son?"

Roshan’s face turned sour, "Your son?"

"What are you talking about? Is this why you called us here your majesty?" Zephyr asked.

He shot Zephyr an icy glare, "Are you questioning me now?"

Zephyr lowered his gaze, "No, your majesty."

"Now where is my son?"

"He is being locked up in the crimson den your majesty," Icarus spoke up.

"What for?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Are you seriously asking that? Look how you are all covered in bandages!" Roshan blurted out.

"Now who made you a judge over family matters Roshan? Hm?" He gritted his teeth.

"Your majesty, we are sorry if you think we interfered, but that is the law. No one can try to assassinate the king, and be let to roam around scot-free.

Oberon rested his head against the headboard, "Let him out of there."

"What?"

"Let him out of there! Now."

"This is wrong. He almost killed you, you want to show him Mercy?" Icarus asked, his veins popping out, "What are you thinking?"

"That is my son Icarus. Now, I would rather not repeat myself, you heard me clearly."

Zephyr growled, "You should not allow emotions get in the way of justice your.."

Oberon turned to give him an icy glare, his eyes cutting deep into Zephyr’s wolf, "I would not want to do something I will regret later Zephyr. Go get my son for me, right now, and make sure to bring him here. You may leave."

"But your majesty.." Icarus tried to protest, but Oberon quickly cut him short, "Leave, now."

They all bowed, then headed towards the door.

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The big iron gate creaked open, revealing Maverick. Archi lay trembling on the cold floor, clutching at his stomach. Maverick filled with concern rushed to his side, "Prince."

Archi swallowed hard, moving his head in the direction of the voice, "What?"

"Your father requests you to be in his room."

"He is awake?"

"Yes sir."

Archi hesitated. What did Oberon plan to do to him? How would he look at him in the eye?

"What did I do this time?"

"I guess he just wants to talk," he shrugged his shoulders, unfettering his feet, and hands.

He held Archi by the shoulders, helping him to his feet, "You seem weak. Have they been feeding you?"

"Aria managed to sneak in some cold pieces of meat, and water, other than that, I have not had anything."

Maverick cursed inwardly, "Those old stupid people!"

Archi was looking very pale, and almost lifeless. The Den really had its toll on him.

"You can not go to your father looking like this, he will kill is," they headed to the entrance.

"Hm?"

"You need to freshen up, and eat something. You must be famished."

"Where am I supposed to do that?"

"Let us go to the kitchen first sir," he led him to the kitchen.

Soon they had arrived in the kitchen, and Maverick ordered a quick meal to be prepared for him, while they sat behind the counter.

"I am sorry prince Archi.."

"Prince?" Archi cut him short, "Why do you address me with that title?"

"You are the king’s true heir after all."

"The heir who tries killing the King, of course," he chuckled, while Maverick exhaled deeply, secretly rolling his eyes.

A maid came over to where they sat, placing the plate before him. She bowed, and left them.

"Eat up sir."

Archi stared at it for a while before digging in, "Do you think I am being punished by the goddess for trying to kill my father?"

"I can not say," Maverick gulped down nervously.

"Find an answer," he munched, his mouth full of food.

"Hm, I do not think the goddess is punishing you in any way. She is just trying to tell you something probably, through these events."

Archi tilted his head to look at him, then scoffed, facing his plate of food, "Indeed."

"Just take everything slowly sir. You are overthinking things."

"I doubt so," he swallowed, taking a glass of water, "You do not know what I have gone through, you should not be saying those kinds of things."

’You were the one who asked me for an answer!’ Maverick pursed his lips trying to stop himself from blurting.

"Oh well," he took in another spoon, "Let me hear what he has to say. He might probably sentence to me death," He exhaled deeply.

"Not when your mother is around," he shook his head, "Your mother loves you very much, he would not think of doing such a thing to you."

Archi just shrugged, he didn’t seem to care about his father’s sentence anyway. He licked his lips, grabbed the glass of water, then gulped it down.

"Where do I take my bath?" He squinted his eyes, pushing the last lump of food in his throat.

"You could come bathe in my room."

"You live here?"

"No, I just stay here whenever the king wants my presence. I constitute his army, but my pack that I lead is far away from here."

"Cool," Archi jumped off the stool, "Lead the way to your room."

"Of course."

...

"Are you ready?" Maverick inquired.

Archi was still in the bathroom, "I am almost done," he replied from inside. A few minutes later, he came out of the bathroom fully clothed in a robe.

"Can we go now?"

"Of course," he dusted his shirt, "Please do all the talking, I do not think I want to talk to him," he sauntered towards the door.

’Does he hate his father so much? Wow.’

"Are you coming or not?" He asked without looking back.

"Yes sir, right behind you," he hurried to meet him at the door.

Archi stepped aside for him, "Lead the way please."

"Of course," he bowed slightly, walking ahead of him.

Archi placed his hands behind him, he didn’t know how he would look his father

in the eye after what he had done.

"Guilt, be my bride."

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