Chapter 166: _Give Me One Reason

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Chapter 166 of "The Alpha King's Witch Bride" kicks off revealing: Chapter 166: _Give Me One Reason Kaelos’ POV ***** After flinging her into the dungeons, I stood on... Find out what’s next!

Chapter 166: _Give Me One Reason Kaelos’ POV ***** After flinging her into the dungeons, I stood on my balcony back in the mansion, clutching a glass of whiskey in my right hand while I placed my left hand on the balcony’s railing. I stared into the night of the pack, my mind still reeling from everything that happened and the strong smell of smoke, ash, and death still lingering in my nostrils. I wasn’t certain how many people Odessa’s stunt had killed but I was sure it was going to be enough to make tonight an international news headline. The event building was nothing more than rubble and thick smoke that rose into the clouds, like a tower of death. The people scurrying around the site of the devastation all murmured the same thing to themselves. "Where’s the Alpha King now?" "He spoke about peace but led us into a massacre." "We should all blame that witch... Or whatever she is. Whatever punishment he’s giving her he should make sure it’s as brutal as possible." "Did you see the way he attacked the Gamma for speaking out?" The people, my people, werewolves from all around the continent who wouldn’t have even dared to think such words were saying them out loud as they went out of the pack in their fancy cars. None of them knew about the pain I held in my heart. ’Kaelos, you overgrown baby!’ Damon snarled in my head just then, sounding beyond agitated. ’Don’t tell me you believe that video over our mate. A video made by Celine of all people.’ I scoffed, downing the entire glass of whiskey and savoring the lingering burn in my throat before I sighed. "And what would you have me do, Damon? That I launch an investigation to see if the video is indeed the truth?" He suddenly snapped in agreement with my words just then. ’Yes! Yes, you moron. For the love of the moon, since when have you been so daft?!’ I ignored his insulting remark, shaking my head as I finally turned away from the balcony and went back into my dimly lit suite. I grabbed the bottle of whiskey from the lampstand and poured myself another glass, staring at the bottle like it was my salvation. I drank everything in the glass then proceeded to keep it aside and gulped down everything in the bottle as well, belching and using the back of my hand to wipe my mouth. ’I’m embarrassed to be called your wolf.’ Damon mumbled with a sigh in my head but I sniggered, my eyes stinging slightly as the alcohol made me just a little tipsy. My Alpha King metabolism made drinking a chore, burning away the high I got from it before I could even have the chance to enjoy it. I knew this tipsiness wouldn’t last past a couple of minutes. "The feeling is mutual, Damon." I let out with a small chuckle, shaking my head before I scanned my gaze around the room. "Gosh, I need another drink..." My eyes landed on the drink cabinet at the corner before I walked toward it sluggishly. However, when I opened it and brought out a bottle of vodka, a knock sounded on the door, clearing away the tipsiness that I had struggled to get in an instant. I growled, snapping my head to the door before I yelled out in a thundering voice that shook the room. "Who dares?!" Layla and the other officials can handle any problems tonight. But as for me, I was done and wanted nothing more than isolation. The door swung open despite my yelling, forcing me to squint my eyes as I saw who stepped in. ’What the heck?’ Damon growled in my mind and I held the same sentiment. "Celine..." I spoke with a low but cold voice as she stepped inside and closed the door behind her. "I have no time for whatever this is. You’ve gotten what you wanted, haven’t you?" She had a small smile on her face but then paused abruptly after I spoke. Her eyes twitched a bit before her smile came back again. "Far from it, my Alpha king." She mused slyly, taking elegant steps closer to me, each click of her high heels on the marble floor further irritating me. I looked away from her, clutching the bottle of vodka in my hand before walking back to the balcony. "Use the door when you’re done talking to yourself," I remarked, opening the bottle and drinking from it as I got to the balcony again. I could feel her staring at my back but I didn’t care. She might as well continue standing there and staring until the gods turn her into a statue. I glanced back and saw her smile twitch yet again. She stepped farther into the room, her gaze sliding over me like a silk blade. "My darling, Kaelos. I’m not done here just yet." She purred. "What I want, what I’ve always wanted... is you." I turned my back to her and tightened my grip on the vodka, hoping she’d take the hint. The smell of her perfume... expensive, floral, and too sweet, coiled around me like a trap. "You’re delusional," I muttered taking a long drink. "You got a video which I’m not even sure is real and cost dozens of lives tonight. You’ll be lucky if I don’t throw your corpse into the rubble of the event hall." "And yet... you didn’t kill me," She said softly, stepping closer. Her heels clicked against the marble floor with what felt like calculated steps. "Even now, I’m still here. In your room. Still breathing." I stayed silent, swallowing the rage that threatened to split me apart. "Do you want to know why?" She continued, her voice low and confident, like she thought she had me ensnared. "Because a part of you knows I’m right. She isn’t your equal, Kaelos. She’s a child of chaos. A mutt with no loyalty and even less control. She would’ve destroyed you eventually. I just saved you from getting too attached." "You don’t know a damn thing about Odessa." My voice was cold. "So don’t you dare try preaching to me." Celine only chuckled. "But I know you. I’ve watched you long enough. She didn’t deserve your attention. Or your bed. I could’ve ruled beside you, heightened the people’s trust in you. Protected your legacy, your power—" I slammed the vodka bottle down on the railing so hard that the glass shattered into a thousand pieces. There goes one thousand dollars... "You think I give a damn about ruling with someone who poisons the world with lies?" I turned to face her fully, my shoulders squared. "You’re a parasite, Celine. You don’t care about the throne. You just want to see Odessa fall." Her expression cracked for a second, just long enough for me to see the venom behind her calm facade. "I’m not the parasite," She said through clenched teeth. "She is. And if you weren’t so clouded by lust, you’d see it too." I stepped forward. "Leave. Now. Before I forget what little restraint I have left." However, she was stubborn and didn’t move. Instead, she reached out and placed her palm on my chest. "You used to look at me like this once, remember?" She whispered. "Before she came. Before she ruined everything." My muscles tensed beneath her touch. "Celine—" "Don’t push me away. You’ll regret it." Her voice dipped lower. "You always come back to me in the end." How charming... I ignored her again, feeling my anger reaching a new peak. If she knew what was good for her she would leave now that I still had control. The only reason Gamma Zane lost only his right hand and not his head earlier was because I had self-control despite my rising violent urges. But I could feel that self-control slipping away already. "Kaelos, I said don’t ignore me." Suddenly, just when I turned away, Celine held my arm from behind, causing me to jolt with surprise and agitation. I swerved my head to her and without warning, I seized her by the throat, watching as she gasped and then struggled to get out of my hold. But I ignored that, my eyes cold as I raised her off the ground and into the air, searching her face before I snarled. "Give me one reason why I shouldn’t end your existence now," I growled, my voice reverberating in the air. "Y– You think I came here just to gloat?" She whispered, her voice getting choked out. "You have no idea what you’ve set in motion tonight. The pieces are already falling. Even if you tear my throat out, the game won’t stop." "You talk in riddles now?" I hissed. "Maybe you should write poetry in your cell before I burn it down." She slowly brought her hands to my wrist and wrapped them around it, her eyes glinting with what seemed like... Tears? "I’m... I’m pregnant, Kaelos." My eyebrows furrowed with confusion just then.

Chapter 166: _Give Me One Reason

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