The Alpha's Temptation

Felis picked up a chair in his room and threw it on the ground. It shattered, the splinters flying around. "Find her!" he roared. "Where could she have gone? Who were the fucking Nyxers who helped Rolfe Aramaer. I want that demon!" He picked up a couch and sent it flying across his guards who ducked in time to avoid it.

The General of his army, Alphard, was standing calmly with his arms clasped on his back. He watched as his king vented his frustration. The twelve alphas were standing on the out who were also extremely angered. They were waiting for Felis's command to wage a war against whoever had taken their bride. Each of the twelve alphas had more than five hundred soldiers under them. They were raging not only with anger, but they were driven by their lust to take on the princess. It was rage and lust for them. It was fury and ego and failure for Felis.

"We could trace them till the outskirts of Hydra Kingdom. After that they were nowhere to be found," said Alphard. "They entered a... portal."

Felis growled and rushed to Alphard. He pushed him to a wall and pinned him with his elbow on his throat. "Then send the bloody Nyxers everywhere in Araniea and get hold of Lerna! Look in every nook and corner, unearth the ground or run to the skies. But get her back. Rolfe dared to take my sister from under my nose with three Nyxers? I am going to rip them apart!" Felis's breathing was ragged. "And I want Rolfe Aramaer in one piece!"

Alphard stood on his ground with Felis on his throat, but the General didn't flinch. He was used to Felis's bouts of anger and he was the only one who had endured his fury through several centuries. However, even he knew that Felis was close to becoming completely insane. Although Alphard didn't like his king's dark magic and how he used to leash powerful wolves, he didn't go against him. He was very loyal to Felis.

Nonchalantly Alphard said, "Rolfe Aramaer is the demon king of Galahar, Your Highness. He is not just a common werewolf who we can catch. He is the most powerful demon out there in all the realms. His magic is ancient and dark. If you are thinking of catching Rolfe, then certainly you are thinking of annihilating the existence of Hydranians."

"Alphard!" Felis roared.

Alphard continued, "It is not Rolfe who we need."

Felis left him with a grunt. He spun and paced to the window from where he could still see Lerna's tower. He was so sure that no one could punch a hole in his kingdom that he could never anticipate that someone could steal his sister from right under his nose. "What are you suggesting?" he asked, as memories of the day flashed across his mind.

"As far as I know, Rolfe Aramaer is married to his mate to whom he is fanatically devoted!" Alphard said. He rubbed his neck, bent it to the right and then left, and then walked to where Felis was standing. "I do not believe that Rolfe took Lerna for himself. Most likely, one of the Nyxers was Lerna's mate and they had discovered it long back. No one other than her mate would even dare to put his life at risk for Lerna, because every Nyxer knows that she belongs to the alphas."

Felis turned his head to look at Alphard. He narrowed his eyes. "In that case only a Nyxer who had gone out of Hydra Kingdom must have been her mate."

Alphard nodded. "That is what I am guessing. Only then he would have been able to somehow meet Rolfe Aramaer and ask him for help. Without Rolfe's help it would have been impossible to breach Hydra's security."

Felis remembered the illusion that Rolfe was covered with. He had flung his magic at him in the last to catch him, but the demon was too strong and clever to slam his kick into his chest and then escape through the portal. "I have a suspicion though!" said Felis. "Rolfe had disguised as Nyxer. It is possible that others too who were with him were disguised as Nyxers." He also suspected as to why Rolfe would visit Araniea. There was something important going on and he didn't know what it was.

Alphard shook his head. "That is highly unlikely. Because even if they disguised themselves, we could have traced them by their scents. Our wolves are not able to trace them. Their scents are just like one of us!"

Felis gritted his teeth so hard that it hurt his jaws. "Find out all the Nyxers who went out of Hydra in the past one week and returned back. That is where we have our culprit."

"Why one week?" Alphard asked, his brows furrowing.

"Lerna turned eighteen a week back. Werewolves scent their mates when they are eighteen. The Nyxer must have smelt her as his mate after her birthday."

A smile crept on his lips. "That would be easy to find. All Nyxers who leave Hydra are listed. The one who is missing would be the one we have to look for."

"That's right," Felis grated. "Send our spies in every direction to find Nyxer and Lerna. I am going to personally enjoy killing him."

"Yes, Your Highness!" Alphard said and bowed. Excited, he turned and left to form teams to find the Nyxer. He personally was going to lead the teams. As for the Alphas, he had to keep them all inside Hydra. They were just too precious to be going out of Hydra.

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Anastasia was sleeping when a warm body nuzzled her nape and caressed her sides. Before she could open her eyes and protest, her clothes were already on the floor in a heap and he had latched on her nipples.

"Ileus..." she whined as she threaded her fingers in his hair. "When did you come?" she asked sleepily. His growl was her answer. He sucked her deep and hard and as he took his hands in between her thighs. He slid one finger inside her as he rubbed her clit with his thumb. She was so wet for him that his cock twitched and his balls squeezed against her belly. He started moving his finger inside her. Aroused as hell, her wings flared open and she instantly came all around his fingers with a soft moan.

"Come on me, baby!" he rasped. He grasped her hips and pulled her on his body, impaling her on his raging cock.

Anastasia sat on him, straddling his thighs as she took him deep inside her. Her wings wrapped around him in a cocoon as she moved up and down him. He brought his hands to squeeze her breasts. The sensations were so overwhelming that he came inside her with a guttural roar. "Fuck!" he said. Anastasia slumped over him as he lazily thrust inside her, not wanting to come out of his favorite place. "I love you," he murmured.

"Hmm..."

He caressed her back as she tucked her wings back in and he locked them with the magic he had learned.

"How was your inter-realm travel Aly?" she asked, cradling her chin on her arms. She traced the outline of his face lazily.

"Interesting."

"Tell me about it."

"There's a lot I have to tell you and I also need your help."

Anastasia jerked her head back. "Now that is interesting." She lifted her head and gazed at him with excitement.

Ileus chuckled. He knew that his wife loved adventures. With two kids at home, she was so tied up that she was now pining for adventure. He narrated to her his travel experiences and, in the end, asked, "Do you know Kinshra? She is Lusitania's mother, but King Biham suspects that she is dead. However, if she is dead, I do not understand why there is a fae portal still in Pegasii. It is weak, very weak. But the moment it sensed Lusitania's presence, it increased in size and she was attracted to it just the way you are, when you are in Sgiáth Bio."

Anastasia got up and straddled his thighs again as he lifted his knees. She tied her golden hair in a bun as he watched her lovingly with his warm honey eyes. She looked... fascinated.