4- The Royal Decree

Kaelen

I watched Vance lie unconscious on the bed beside me. The most feared Alpha, who couldn't be satisfied, was now sleeping on my chest after having his Alpha energy drained. 

Pushing him off me effortlessly, I sat straight on the bed. My eyes burned silver in the dark. My chest was heaving after having Vance's Alpha power settle inside me. The sudden surge of power inside me made me feel my wolf more. 

Is this how it feels to have Alpha energy inside you?  

All the bruises on my body healed. The scars faded away. I could feel the strength dwelling inside me. My vision became stronger. I could see even the specks of dust suspended in the air. I could hear even the slightest rustle in the woods. 

The stolen powers worked like magic.

Everything inside me belonged to Vance. The power. The strength. 

But Vance— he belonged to me. 

I looked down at his peacefully sleeping frame. His otherwise cruel golden eyes now lay shut. His scarred chest was rising and falling peacefully. Recovering from the loss of strength must have made him weak. But the mere idea of having a dominating Alpha falling weak against me felt thrilling. 

Claim him right now. Bite him as he bit you. My wolf growled inside me, making me roll my eyes. 

Not yet. I denied him. I won't mark him until he begs for it. He won't bear my mark until he is reduced to the ashes of his ego. He would be on his knees to have me bite him, mark him. 

You're a sadistic bastard. My wolf sneered at me, and I felt my lips lifting in a cold smile. 

That I was. 

Closing my eyes, I tried focusing on the energy I had stolen from Vance. It was burning inside my chest, spreading through my body like molten lava. Vance's energy was fusing with my blood. And a dark sputter of silver light danced on my fingertips, making lightning sound. 

Focusing on the lamp kept on the table, I snapped my fingers. Within seconds, the glass in it shattered on the table. The Alpha power worked like magic. 

For Vance, his power was limited only to fighting and exerting his dominance. 

For me, his power meant the doom of my enemies. His power brought magic with it. 

A dark, cold smile played on my lips as I turned around to look at Vance. 

"You thought you were bringing in a toy to play around, Vance. To fulfill your dark desires." I whispered, walking closer to him. Leaning down, I gently caressed his cheeks. 

"But you have no idea that you brought your own Executioner to your bed." Pulling my hand away, I stood to my height, rolling my shoulders back. 

I never felt so powerful before. 

"Lord Vance!" 

My thoughts were interrupted when a sharp knock reverberated through the door. The guard sounded nervous as he yelled through the wooden door. 

"Apologies for intruding on your leisure time, My Lord, but a royal mandate requires your immediate attention. King Tristan's council is on its way to inspect your chambers." 

I looked at Vance sprawled on the bed, unconscious, weak, and drained. If anyone saw their mighty Alpha incapacitated and a scentless and supposedly wolfless runt glowing with strong Alpha power, they would wage a war against me. 

"My Lord, the council has been seen crossing the towers; they'd be here in less than ten minutes." The guard yelled again, his anxiety increasing with every passing second. 

When they met with no answer, they tried pushing the door open. The iron clattered against the wood. A chill ran down my spine. I had just received a portion of Vance's power. Though it was enough to save me here, I would be drained soon after using it. 

Risking myself wasn't an option yet. 

"Stop!" I yelled, and the rattling stopped for a second. "His Lordship is busy now." 

The rattling turned violent at my voice. 

"You thrall, who gave you the right to speak on His Lordship's behalf? Open the door before we behead you!" They threatened me, making me clench my jaw in anger. 

Let me out, and I will give them a show on beheading, Kaelen. I could hear the sardonic grin of my wolf as he ordered me, and I closed my eyes in frustration. 

Not the right time to let you out. I reminded him, and he licked his chops inside my dark abyss. 

When I didn't hear from my wolf again, I walked to Vance and pulled him upright with my one hand. Except for letting out a soft groan, he didn't budge. 

"Vance!" I shook him hard, but he didn't even bat an eye. 

"Vance, get up!" I tried again, but my Eclipse blood had drained him so badly that even a bomb wouldn't get him up. 

That's when my gaze fell on the jar filled with water. Throwing its lid away, I emptied the contents on Vance's face with force that had him gasping. He woke up, startled. 

His eyes met mine, and everything came crashing back to him. He remembered how he was drained in the middle of sex, and an expression of raw menace crossed his eyes. He lunged forward, making me raise an eyebrow at him. 

I slammed him on the bed, holding him by his throat, and his eyes glowed golden before they diminished into dull blue. Without his Alpha energy, he couldn't even ignite the spark inside him. 

And that left him at my mercy. 

"Easy there, My Lord; you are still recovering from the intense sex we had. Couldn't let your guards know that the mighty Alpha Vance goes limp after a couple of minutes—" 

"My Lord, are you alright inside? Please open the door. The royal council has entered the Western Wing." The guard yelled again, the rattling becoming harsher and more violent with every passing second. 

"What did you do to me?" The harshness in Vance's voice shook my core in delight. He might have gotten his Alpha power stolen, but his persona remained intact. 

He was a true Alpha, after all. 

"Except for draining you out?" I teased him, and his eyes darkened. He tried grabbing my throat, but my grip on him kept him under me. 

"What. Did. You. Do. To. Me?" The pause made my core twitch. A deep, alluring heat started pooling inside me at his voice. 

"My Lord!" The guards yelled through the door again, and my eyes burned silver as I turned my head to look at him. 

"Listen to me, Vance, and listen to me good." My voice dropped an octave as I grabbed his jaw, pulling his face closer to me. My Eclipse blood deafened the entire corridor, except for the man in my hold. 

"The King's mages are at your doorstep. And if they see you like this, weak and drained, they'd know something is wrong. Not only will they kill me for it, but you'd be stripped of your Alpha title and killed alongside me for fucking a cursed wolf." My voice cut through the silence, making him grind his jaw. 

"So, here's what I am going to do. I'll return a portion of your power to you so that you can maintain your Alpha aura around them before I suck it out of you again." I continued, and without giving him a chance to reply, I placed my hand on his chest. 

Opening a narrow channel, I let his energy return to him. Vance growled when the energy surged inside his body again. His dull blue eyes burned golden once again. 

"You fucking—" Vance was cut off when the door was pushed down with a loud THUD and the royal council stood at our doorstep with wide eyes.