<h4>Chapter 195: Chapter 195</h4>


    [ALPHA DOMINIC’s Point of View]


    My blood was boiling, and all I wanted was to rip this old man in half!


    “You are supposed to marry my daughter, Dominic.” Richard Bte snarled, his eyes glowing bright purple with swirling clouds in them, making him look like he wasn’t among the living anymore. His skin was as pale as paper with cracks everywhere—he looked like a statue that was going to crumble with any wrong movement.


    But his hands—his hands looked as if they had been dipped in ichor. They were dripping with the ck blood of someone whose life he took just to activate the rune he just used to awaken the souls of the elite soldiers who used to serve my family for centuries.


    I could still remember their faces when they were still alive, even though they were deformed by the dark power that Richard used to summon them.


    [What did you do, Richard! I thought you were already dead!] I roared at him through the mind-link, stood, and then shot him with a lethal re. I stepped forward, circling my shoulders, and then snarls ripped through my throat as I was ready tond an attack any moment, once again, hoping to break the barrier that protected the bastard.


    “No one can kill me, and you know that, Dominic! I am closer to a god! I can summon back the dead to make them do whatever I want! You are all powerless against me!” Richard Beteughed manically as he red at my husband with wide, crazy eyes. “What can you do against me, Dominic!? You are nothing! You can’t even protect your own family from me!”


    [Shut up, you old fool!] I snarled, my fists shaking in burning rage. [I will end you and your entire coven, or whatever the f*ck you call them, with my teeth and ws, Bet! You will pay for your treachery and for what you did to my family!]


    “Not if I kill you first!”


    Richard pointed his finger, and at that moment, the two giant shadow werewolves ran in my direction. The ground shook. My heart started to pound, and it almost deafened my ears, but I didn’t let my anxiety dull my senses. I had to kill them all or Samantha and my kids would be in danger!


    Despite their size, they were still swift. I got the speed. I was faster than any Alpha on this continent. But these shadow werewolves weren’t ordinary soldiers when they were alive.


    They were the elite guards of the Silver Crescent Alpha Bloodline!


    They were picked as the brightest, strongest, and fastest among the soldiers in the Silver Crescent pack. They were the best elite guards to exist on this continent for two centuries and were trained as killing machines. Their strength waspared to a hundred werewolf soldiers.


    I barely evaded the one who targeted my side and aimed to rip open my ribs with its massive ws. The one that jumped on top of me seemed to fail to control his strength andnded on the other one, crashing against it. They both stumbled down and rolled on the floor before they hit the wall with a loud thud, shaking the wall of the structure.


    I guess not that smart at all.


    Richard seemed enraged at what he saw and kept on barking, telling the shadow werewolves they were half-baked and dim-witted. I stood and straightened my back from crouching and looked down at the two who were shaking their heads, groaning from the pain.


    My body suddenly rxed for a bit, realizing that they weren’t the same people who trained me when I was still a young heir of the Silver Crescent pack.


    Maybe they had the body, but the very soul wasn’t there anymore. They were just vessels used to kill whoever Richard decided to. They were empty dolls that Bete failed to use.


    Those thoughts boosted my confidence.


    Good.


    I could kill them all very easily without any guilt.


    The old man must have seen in my face the truth I just realized. He knew he couldn’t deceive me anymore. He couldn’t scare me with those empty puppets he made just to intimidate me.


    “KILL HIM!!!”


    Before any of themnded a lethal blow on me, I had already ripped the stomach of one of them with my ws, and the insides of it fell on the floor with sloppy, squelching sounds.


    I heard gasps from up the mezzanine, and I knew it was Samantha and the kids. But Richard Bete wanted me dead so bad that he didn’t notice the presence of my wife and the twins, which made me more focused on killing his puppets one by one.


    Until it was just the old traitor standing in front of me—his wide eyes were full of dread. He couldn’t believe that I had defeated the strongest among his shadow werewolves. When I started to step towards him, he realized the danger he was in and flinched.


    “If you kill me, you will never know the truth!”


    I snarled at Bete and then curled my hands into tight fists, making my knuckles white.


    [I have enough of your f*cking lies, old man! Just put down your shield, you f*cking coward, so I can now end your miserable life!]


    “You are not listening to me, idiot! You will regret it if you kill me!” he said in panic. I didn’t understand why he was panicking, especially since he knew I couldn’t get past his protective barrier.


    I narrowed my eyes at the thought. Or maybe there could be another way to destroy it without spilling the blood of my wife and twins?


    [There’s no way I would believe any words that wille out of your f*cking mouth, snake!]


    “THIS IS ABOUT YOUR FATHER! HE IS STILL ALIVE!”


    I was petrified.


    Father? What did he mean about my father?!


    [Of all the people who knew my family, you should be the one to know that he is dead, you f*cking moron! What are you talking about?] My jaws stiffened, and my teeth gnashed against each other as I roared at him. My whole body trembled in anger.


    [Dominic—]


    My wife said something more, but I couldn’t understand most of it. My anger after hearing Richard say that my father was still alive brought a storm in my head that was difficult to control. Something snapped inside me, unleashing a terrifying fury in my chest, and I had to scream before I exploded and lost myself in the process.


    [Don’t believe him!] Samantha’s voice echoed in my head. [He’s just messing with your mind, Dominic! Don’t you dare believe that traitor!]


    “He faked his death to protect the Royal Bloodline!”


    “ENOUGH!” I screamed at him, my eyes wide with pure hatred. “NO MORE LIES!”


    It was suddenly difficult to breathe. My head felt like it was splitting as I held it with both hands, digging my fingers into my scalp, realizing I had shifted back to my human form. I screamed, not wanting to hear of  Richard Bete’s lies, until I felt a thud in front of me and saw my wife standing in front of me, her face angry as she red at the old man.


    “Samantha.”


    She didn’t respond when I murmured her name. She remained standing with her back to me and then yelled, “I will not let you do this to my husband or my kids, Bete! I will end this now!”


    I watched her slice the middle of her palm, and blood immediately ran through her fingers and then dripped down the floor, inside Bete’s magical dark circle.


    What she did next stunned me.


    Samantha swung her bleeding hand, and her blood sttered on the altar beside us. All the hairs on the back of my neck stood as I felt and heard all the ancient souls that surrounded the whole ce moan and howl from Samantha’s blood. As if they had recognized the n she came from. They knew who she was.


    “Samantha go—”


    As soon as I realized what Richard was about to do, it was toote for me to warn her.


    “RICHARD!!!”


    All of us got distracted from that familiar voice. We turned our heads at the same time and saw Killian standing beside the altar. His eyes were glowing purple, with his arm still bleeding from the wounds caused by the silver poison.


    “Is this what you’re looking for?”


    My brows turned into a furrow when I saw the bottle Killian was holding. Then he smashed it on the floor, shattering the bottle into pieces until something rolled down on the floor, which made my heart almost skip a beat.


    No way this could be real.


    This couldn’t be real!


    “Where did you get that!?” I asked Killian with disbelief as I put my hands on my wife’s shoulder, shoving her gently to the side. “That’s my father’s w! WHERE DID YOU GET IT!?”


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