The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47: THE FURIOUS MISTRESS

This was a tradition that every alpha and luna had to go through in order to claim their positions in the pack. They needed to go to the temple in the capital city, where they would have to pray for them to have a blessing from the moon goddess and write their names on the sacred stone as the new rulers for their pack.

"And one more thing." The king looked at Iris, who was half hiding herself behind Cane. The alpha’s large and tall body practically hid her well. "Since the problem here is an heir, I will give you two years to prove to me that she is able to give you a child. If after two years, you are still without a child, we will discuss this matter again."

Hearing that, Cane raised his head and met the king in the eyes. There was a flash of emotion in those dark eyes, but it lasted only for a brief second, because after that, they returned to being emotionless.

"Yes, I will make sure to bring our child." The words ’our child’ left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Behind him, Jace had a troubled expression. He didn’t know how the alpha would come up with a child later when the time came.

"So, when will you have the blessing ceremony in the capital temple?" The king asked casually, which made the tension slightly dissipate from this room. He leaned his back against his seat.

"Since we still have a lot of things to be taken care of here, as I will be in charge of the Blue Moon pack too, we will visit the capital within six months." Cane had to rearrange some things and he had to move the pack house to the former pack house in the Howling Wolf pack. He didn’t intend to stay in this pack house for long.

Cane had not yet found a time to go back to his pack.

"Four months," King Aeon said. "I want you to have the blessing ceremony within four months. This is something that you can’t delay for long and you know that."

Cane looked at the king for a while and then nodded. "Four months."

"I hope to see a grand nephew in two years."

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Grace was a healer from the Howling Wolf pack. Because of her position, she didn’t get the brunt of the slavery, as she worked with the other healers in the Blue Moon pack, but it didn’t mean she had never been harmed, since she would help her people and would be caught in the act on her unlucky days.

Grace was only eighteen when the pack went into slavery, but during the ten years following she learned a lot and became one of the best healers in the Blue Moon pack. Alpha Gerald ordered to kill all the healers in the Howling Wolf pack, except for her, because she was so young.

"There is no hope, alpha," Grace said sadly, she looked at Cane with sadness in her eyes and Cane hated it when people gave that pitiful look to him. "You are sterile. What happened years ago has destroyed your nerves and made you sterile."

Grace didn’t want to explain this thing again to Cane, but when she heard how the last meeting went and what the king demanded from the alpha in two years, she knew that Cane would call her over.

She was right and here she was, having this difficult conversation with Cane again. This would be the second time they had this discussion. The first time she informed him about this, Cane chose to act as if the conversation never happened.

No one could blame him for that, just like the others, she knew how important an heir for an alpha was and just like how Cane had annulled Mason’s claim from the alpha’s title because he was no longer able to produce an heir, the same accusation could be directed at him.

"What about the herbs?" Cane asked. His emotions dripped into his voice. He rested his head on the backrest of his chair, his eyes tightly shut.

There were just the two of them inside the bedroom and Cane had ordered them not to be disturbed.

Grace tried to find the right words to say, but then there was nothing she could find to make the situation a little bit better for the alpha. He was the last person in his bloodline and if he couldn’t produce an heir, it meant the bloodline would die with him.

The burden of knowing that was something that weighed Cane down and mortified him more than anything. The alpha’s blood line from the Howling Wolf pack would die with him, as the last alpha.

"I will try to concoct something for you." Grace knew that she was offering an empty promise, so did the alpha.

"How about the chances?" Cane opened his eyes and he stared straight into Grace’s eyes. "Tell me the truth."

"It is close to impossible," Grace replied and she felt sorry for him. She lowered her head and then a crazy thing crossed her mind. "But alpha, if the herbs can’t help, what about with magic? Such as a magic power?"

Magic power and healing power were two different things, probably there was still hope if they could find a great sorcerer.

Cane looked at Grace. "Do you really think it can help?"

"We need to try." Grace couldn’t give him a firm answer, but at the very least, they didn’t meet the dead end. "It will be great if we can get the help of a divine power."

"A divine power only belongs to Serafim," Cane stated in a matter of fact.

A Serafim lived in a different continent, in a holy kingdom, which not anyone could enter. The possibility of him meeting with her would be close to none.

"Find a sorcerer that can help with this matter." Cane felt humiliated, even when he talked to Grace, one of his trusted people. He felt his ego and pride was hurt so bad.

This humiliation was not the last thing that alpha Gerald had left him with. Not to mention now he raised his daughter in her rank to be his luna. The nefarious alpha would roll in his grave, laughing.

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"Arrgghhh!" Aria was screaming furiously in her room, she was furious beyond words when she knew what transpired in the last meeting today.