My Lord Alpha のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Suddenly, the door of his bedroom burst open as Rojan kicked it in, poised with a metal blade, armed for battle."Wayne?" he called, bringing the blade down as he saw him seated on the floor with Candice in his arms. "What's going on?" he asked as he walked into the room frowning."Candice!" Bernice yelled, emerging from behind him as she rushed to them and sank to the floor, collecting her from him.He got up from the floor and glared at Rojan "You brought her along? Really?"What was this? A buy one get one free? Were they now a package deal?Rojan rubbed the back of his neck "She saw me when I was grabbing a sword and followed me here.""Something terrible has happened, I told her to wait here for me. But when I came upstairs, I found her like this, I sprayed the fairies dust Sabine gave me and here I saw critters, falling from my walls to the ground, smelling of-""Wolfsbane!" Rojan exclaimed."You remember it too?" He asked."How can I ever forget when my father ensured we inhaled

"I saw a cold dark place, where the sun hardly shines. It was windy and treacherous, there I saw an ancient dragon full of age and loneliness, wheezing heavily as the air gradually snuffed out from his lungs, and his eyes froze in death. I looked up and saw a handwriting in the sky: Here lies your cure," Sabine narrated.Rojan grimaced stunned at her revelation, his face crumpling with a knowledge only he seemed to know."What? Do you know what she is talking about?" Bernice queried, searching his face."She is talking about…Uranus. Where the ancient dragon king was buried," he said dazed.Bernice blinked confused "Uranus? Planet Uranus?""Yes," Sabine affirmed.Rojan rubbed his temple "Wayne and I were just discussing it this very night. The dragon king's remains," he mused to himself."Seems the universe is leading you in that direction for a reason. One you cannot seem to avoid now," Sabine noted."How does time move in Uranus? Is it the same as earth?" He enquired."I don't know m

Wayne closed the door behind him.His mind was rioting with unhinged thoughts.He could not comprehend how porous his house had become that his enemies would infiltrate it.Was he losing his touch?When did the critters enter his room?They certainly could not have been here when he had arrived from the great arena to change his clothes. He would have noticed something was off and spotted them immediately.If only he had not told her to go upstairs to wait for him, she would not have fallen prey to their evil antics. She was gradually dying and it was his fault, he had brought her to this plane. She was his responsibility.Would all his plans go to waste?All the time and effort he had invested into pursuing his future and securing his legacy. If she died, that was it for him. The ability to have a child would be removed from him forever. The chance had been slim before, but at least there was hope, a belief, a future.He began to descend the stairs.His legs felt like lead, heavy and

The epsilon ran straight to the General and presented a white envelope with a golden seal. The General received it, surveyed it, and then handed it over to Wayne "It is addressed to you my lord, and I believe it is urgent."Annoyed but grateful for the distraction, he took the letter. On it was written 'An urgent message for the king, Wayne Wyatt.'He broke the seal and opened the letter; it was from Sabine. It was lengthy, girlie, and filled with girl gibberish. It read thus;"I am so sorry to hear about my girl, Candice (Unhappy emoji) No cure available with me here (sad emoji)Rojan and Bernice are going to Uranus to get one (love, puking face, eye-roll emojis) They would be back with the cure soon (fingers crossed emoji)Wanted me to let you know just in case (yawning and sleepy emoji)Here is something I found on the cure in my mother's book: Poison by the moon's plant can be cured by what does not require life to grow.I don't know what it means, but hey, any information is go

"There was a ruckus at the palace. I had to wait for a few days for things to quiet down before coming," the creature on the other side explained."I meant tonight, you arrived late," he corrected.This was his informant, his contact person at the palace on plane Woede. Over the weeks since they had partnered together. The creature had refused to reveal its real identity. Only contacting him through proxies, choosing this place as their rendezvous point and taking precautionary measures to remain anonymous.There were no telltale signs to give an inkling as to whom he was dealing with. The creature, male or female, wolf or any other species, always arrived on time and was already seated in booth six before he came. Also, it always waited for him to leave, before exiting. One thing he was assured of, was that it had to be a werewolf and of pure blood, for it to serve in the king's house.He had recruited this invaluable resource from an agency that catered to mercenaries. Though the te