The Alpha's Temptation

Kinshra and Tania came to the tower.

"How are you feeling now, Mother," asked Tania as she hugged her all over again when they were in the room.

"I am good, darling," Kinshra said with a smile. She loved her daughter's embrace. It was so heartwarming. She had missed her all these years so much that such small gestures made her feel like she was living. She didn't want to think of the day when Tania would leave.

The maid entered the room that time. She looked at the mother and daughter. For the first time in so many days, her lady looked so relaxed. And her daughter was the prettiest in Kral. She wondered what Lusitania shifted into. A werewolf? It couldn't be. "M'lady, would you like me to draw a bath?" she asked.

"Yes!" Kinshra replied, removing herself from Tania.

The maid then turned to Tania and said, "Would you like me to draw a bath for you as well? I will wash you very nicely."

Tania giggled. "I haven't got my clothes here."

"That is no problem!" The maid replied. "I will send someone to get your clothes."

Tania shrugged. "Then I can also take a bath here!"

All of a sudden, they heard a commotion. They all rushed to the window to see what was happening and both Kinshra and Tania froze. Biham and Lord Krail were fighting with each other, punching and clawing and throwing each other. Trees splintered, stones flew in debris and snow was marred with crimson. And Eltanin—he was standing some meters away, watching the two of them without intervening.

"Calaman's horns!" Tania rasped. "What the hell is going on?"

Kinshra watched them. At first, she paled as fright blasted in her. But the more she looked at them, the more her fright converted into anger.

"I think I should go!" Tania said in a shaky voice.

Kinshra grabbed her hand and shook her head. "You are not going there," she ordered coldly.

"But mother—"

"No." Kinshra glared at the two men for a long time. "Let them fight it out. This fight was long due!" As she saw both of them punching each other, she got… excited. Without looking at her maid, she ordered her, "Give a bath to Tania first." She wanted to look at Biham and her father fighting. In a way she was happy to see them drawing each other's blood. She didn't care if she sounded or seemed sadistic.

The maid's lips quivered. She had never ever seen Lady Kinshra with so much aggression in her eyes. She bowed and left quickly, taking Tania with her. "Which lotion would you like to use?" she asked the bewildered girl, trying to divert her attention.

"Whichever is the best," Tania replied vaguely, her attention on the fight going downstairs. She halted in her tracks and said loudly to her mother, "Will they kill each other?"

"Hah!" Kinshra mocked. "They won't! Bloody arrogant jerks!"

Tania and the maid were taken by complete surprise at Kinshra's outburst. It was as if she had been waiting for this moment throughout her life. Her wings rustled every time someone was punched or something shattered. She watched them with wide eyes, standing close to the window. Feeling awkward and uneasy, Tania let the maid guide her to the bathroom.

There was so much rage in her heart that she had buried somewhere deep down that the fight in front of her dug down all her rage and surfaced it. It was apparent in her eyes. Her mother had come rushing to her, hoping that she wasn't watching it.

"Kinshra, this is going to be horrible! What should I do?" Jiada was a bundle of nerves. After all, the husbands of both women were fighting with each other.

"Nothing," Kinshra replied as she fixed her eyes on the men. "Just stand here with me and watch them."

Jiada was also surprised seeing how agitated Kinshra was but she couldn't stand there and watch it. She just sat on the sofa with her head in her hands, wishing the fight would get over soon.

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Lord Krail and Biham came back inside the main hall along with Eltanin. They all walked to the bar where Eltanin served them with red wine.

"Give me strong whiskey!" Krail growled, glaring at Biham.

Biham spat blood on the floor. He picked up the wine bottle and filled his tumbler to the brim.

Eltanin pursed his lips and handed a bottle of whiskey to Lord Krail. The fae man had blood caked on his cheek. He had wiped the blood off his nose. There were cuts and bruises all along his body, but he wasn't even bothered.

Once Lord Krail had gulped almost half a bottle of whiskey, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and glowered at Biham. "Start from the beginning!"

Biham scowled at him and pointed his chin to Eltanin. "Ask him! He is the beginning."

Eltanin poured his tumbler with wine as he sat down on the bar stool. He looked at Lord Krail and started narrating how he met Tania, leaving out all the intimate details. When he was done with it, Biham took over. It was almost lunch by the time Biham finished.

"Where are Sirrah and Morava?" asked Lord Krail when Biham finished.

"They are lodged in the dungeons of Draka," Eltanin replied. He didn't divulge the information about Morava. How could he? Her father Biham was sitting right in front of him and there was a possibility that he would feel bad about his daughter. Not that it mattered to him, still…

"Then I want you to transfer them to Kral," Lord Krail gritted. "I am going to twist Sirrah's neck and limbs and then not let her die. I am going to twist it so much that she would resemble a beast and still not die."

"No, Sirrah is going to come to the dungeons of Pegasii!" Biham said. "I want to keep her as bait for Murel."