The Alpha's Temptation

Chapter ?177 Rescuing Lerna (5)

Ileus's magic sizzled around the ice on the stairs, melting it into hissing vapors instantly. The magic traveled rapidly and Ileus was able to see more vacant steps down. He hopped from one step to the other as fast as possible. Others followed him deftly.

"You look like a mountain goat, Ileus!" Rolfe shouted from up as he laughed.

"Fuck off demon!" Ileus grunted. "There are way too many steps down here. Unless you want me to block your way down and leave you to fight with Felis, don't utter a word!"

"A mountain goat with horns!" Rolfe barked a laugh. A large snowball hurled towards him from the sky, which he rammed with his horns just in time. "Wait till I get you wizard!" he grunted.

Eltanin shook the snow that had fallen on him. "Will you two just behave?" he growled. "We have a rescuing operation going on!"

The tower was tall. It took them twenty minutes to reach the bottom and that wasn't even the bottom of the palace. Ileus hopped over the last three stairs onto the ground. Rolfe and Eltanin too did that while Rigel walked down every step and when they reached down, he slid Lerna down his body carefully. The snow was so thick that their boots got buried in it. All at once, they heard a deafening blast. The window through which they had escaped blew along with the stones and plaster around it, its debris falling down.
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Felis was sitting in his chamber, talking to the healer as to when would want to perform the ritual. Even though Lerna had asked him to give her four days, he was going to give her only one day of rest. That was enough.

"The sooner, the better," said the healer as he licked his lips. For the first time, he would get to break the virgin layer of a princess. He suppressed his excitement as to how she would feel inside. "The Alphas are very excited and restless."

Felis had put her in the tower that was opposite to his wing. From there he could directly see the activity going on at the base of the tower. He had seen four alphas lurking around the tower, snarling at his Nyxers to get inside. He hadn't interfered, but he laughed at their anxiety. They should be quite anxious. Some of them had waited for decades for the right breeder. He had given several women earlier but none could match their ferociousness. Not a single woman could withstand more than one alpha. He knew that it was only Lerna, his pure blooded sister, who would be able to match their pace.

They had sent him a message that they wanted Lerna as soon as possible. They wanted to mate with her. He could feel the madness in them. He could sense the madness in the air. It was perfect. The more they craved for her, the more they would be after her. They wouldn't let her get out of the bed. She was definitely going to get pregnant with one child soon enough. The mere idea of having a pure blooded demon werewolf was refreshing. On the inside he hoped that she gave birth to at least two girls. After all, they would be future breeders.

He looked at the healer who was staring at him with eagerness. He understood why the healer was in such a hurry, but even if he didn't like his eagerness, he wouldn't do a thing to the healer. It was important to remove her virginity to start with the mating process soon.

"You can do it tomorrow morning," said Felis. "And inform me the moment it is done. I will send her to the alphas."

"But she would need to wait for another day after the ritual," said the healer.

Felis growled and lunged at him. "Don't you give me that nonsense," he said as he wrapped his fingers around him.
The healer's face became red. "Mercy, Your Highness!"

Felis gritted his teeth and shoved him. The healer fell down on the floor. He coughed as tears ran out of his eyes, counting himself lucky that Felis didn't kill him. He scrambled back saying, "I will ready her as fast as possible. I will give her drafts and sedatives."

"Good," Felis snarled. "Now get out!"

The healer got up and scurried to the exit.

Felis watched him leave and then turned to go back to his bedchamber when suddenly he sensed something sharp. His magic was being sliced and it tickled like thorns scraping on his skin. Not believing that anyone would have that kind of magic, he ran to the window that faced Lerna's tower. The sharp ripple of air cutting his magic traveled through the air and hit him hard. His eyes became wide with shock as his shoulders tensed. Who was practicing dark magic in Hydra Kingdom other than him? And what was happening in Lerna's tower? Who dared to challenge him?

With his enhanced hearing, he heard a faint slamming of something in the tower. The exasperated shouts of the Nyxers followed by thuds. This meant that either Lerna was in danger or someone had come to abduct her. Felis roared as fury blasted through him. He opened his mind link with his Nyxers and ordered his entire army that was in the palace to march towards her tower. He was going to kill whoever had the gall to challenge him.

He jumped out of his window five stories beneath, and landed on his feet nimbly on the ground. He ran towards Lerna's tower. When he reached inside, he found that his Nyxers were already there, but they couldn't go past her room. He made his way through them, angered and panicked and realized that the room was sealed with magic so ancient that surprise blasted through him. Lerna wasn't inside. The nannies were not responding. He called them from inside, but it was as if they didn't listen to him. The magic had not only sealed the room, it had made it soundproof.

His anxiety got the better of him. He threw his magic at the sealed doors, but nothing happened. And now aside from breaking the magic, he really wanted to meet the person who possessed it. Why could he sniff him? He was going to leash his wolf and make him his personal pet.

After trying for a long time, he couldn't get through it. He shouted in anger and punched the wall beside the door. The wall cracked, sending plumes in the air. His chest heaved with desperation. Every minute was going to cost him dearly. He wanted to punish his Nyxers who were on duty, but they were already unconscious or stupefied. He closed his eyes, and focused on the ancient magic.