The Alpha King's Claim novel Chapter 67

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 67 by desirenovel

Aero

I had no reason to see General Halcynos as someone I would get jealous of, so of course, I allowed Serena to dance with him. Honestly, out of all the men in this hall, he would be the only person I’d prefer Serena to dance with, but as far as trust goes, Elijah would be in the top rank, Halcynos would be second, and third would be my Beta and Alphas.

I watched when they danced in the center of the dance floor, but soon, my attention was diverted to my brother who decided to approach me. He stood on my left, holding a wine flute that was already half empty.

“You’re too stiff. Loosen up, brother. You’re the one who decided to throw a ball, so you should enjoy it,” he said before drinking the remaining contents of his flute.

I remained silent but took his advice into consideration. I admit I was feeling uneasy. Just seeing Serena surrounded by so many faces, so many males…it just didn’t sit well with me. And there was this issue of the murderer-arsonist. That entity could strike again and at this very party. The probability was high if it wanted to create chaos in my realm.

But then again, this was partly the reason why I allowed this ball in the first place. It was selfish of me, I know, putting my entire guests and the leaders in peril. However, I was confident with my people. Werewolves weren’t weaklings. They could protect themselves if needed. The leaders, they’d love some action too, so I wouldn’t worry about them.

Except for that vampire bastard.

Knowing Hale, he wouldn’t let this opportunity pass, invited or not. I was well aware he was attracted to Serena the very moment he first crashed in the castle a few days ago and that knowledge somehow got me all riled up now that I had allowed Serena in my life.

I already instructed my Security Team and my Alphas to be on high alert. Still, as the Alpha King, I couldn’t be lax.

“Tell me, is this all for Serena? Did you finally soften up to her?” Elijah asked.

Under the dim lighting and the spotlights swaying, I cracked a ghost of a grin. He was too preoccupied watching the dance floor to even notice.

“Hm, no comment huh,” he eventually complained. Snorting, he crossed his arms over his chest and gazed at me.

“Anyway, I’m happy for this ball. It had been such a long time since we had one.”

“It had been such a long time since this kingdom had a queen too,” I added, all the while looking at my wife and how her hips swayed. “It is only right to make some changes once in a while.”

“Hmf, you took the words right out of my mouth, brother,” he exclaimed, shifting his attention back to the celebration in front of us.

“How’s the investigation going? Had you talked to Farryl yet?” I asked, not able to control myself. I was too preoccupied with Serena and him with Rhea that we failed to bring this issue up again.

“Yes, I did,” he nodded. “She claims she noticed the entry of four individuals in our realm at that time when you left for Ehnrelil. Three of these individuals were witches just like what we already know. The fourth one however she couldn’t figure out who or what being. She said these witches were already dead when they all entered.”

I grimaced.

“The murderer planned to leave the bodies in our realm and make it so that it would look like they were killed by werewolves.”

“Yes, that seems to be the case,” he agreed.

“What else?”

“She says the murderer was a slippery one,” he continued. “The fire in Cirelles, Farryl regretted it happened.”

“She should be,” I grounded.

“Brother, don’t be too harsh on her,” Elijah looked at me again. “I too regretted it. If only we were vigilant enough, it wouldn’t have happened.”

“Too late to ponder on that now,” I remarked and stood up from my seat.

“Where are you going?” he quickly asked.

‘Seeking an audience with our witch guest,’ I told him through our mind-link.

Feeling pumped up now for an investigation of my own, I climbed down the stage and neared the first table on my right. This was occupied by the lord mage, his apprentice, Lady Yllana, and her companion.

“Your Majesty, glad that you could join us!” Lord Jacobi exclaimed, tossing his wine glass up in the air.

Even without nearing him, I knew already he was tipsy. The stench of alcohol was strong in his mouth.

“Are the food and drinks to your liking?” I asked, looking at him, then to Lady Yllana and the rest.

“Of course!” Lord Jacobi was the one who voiced out, smiling widely from ear to ear. “You’re a good host, King Aero. You throw one heck of a party.”

My mouth quirked up into a grin.

“Save the praises to my queen, Lord Jacobi. She’s the one who planned it all.”

“Then I salute her,” he made a gesture of respect towards Serena’s way who was still dancing with General Halcynos.

Seeing this, I knew she was in safe hands so I decided it was time to move on with my plan.

“Lady Yllana,” I muttered, tossing the elder witch a solemn stare. She wore a dark blue gown, sequined from the neckline to the hem that it hurt my eyes just watching; however, this wasn’t my concern. I had a pressing matter to attend to that I was willing to overlook such flashy gown.