Chapter 193: _Making History

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Chapter 193: _Making History "Sir, we’ve successfully connected with the World Alliance Television Network." Layla walked into the throne room and announced with a solemn tone, holding her tablet close to her body. We hadn’t even had the chance to recover from the trial with Lucinda and the witches but we needed to be quick. I glanced at Odessa who stood below my throne, staring at me with uncertainty. After a few seconds, I tore my gaze away from her and fixed it on Layla. "Get the cameras rolling for my speech to the world in five minutes. The other Alpha Kings need to know about how the truce is coming and also about some... Recent changes." I felt tense about taking this next step but watched as Layla gave me a nod and walked out of the throne room. I used that opportunity to get up from the throne and step down under the watchful gaze of Odessa and Althea. It seemed Althea noticed the change in atmosphere as she cleared her throat before getting up. "I’ll take my leave now. Odessa, we can continue magic training later today." Althea glanced at Odessa with a knowing smile before she turned around and walked away, her dark purple robes flowing elegantly behind her and her high heels echoing on the marble floor. Odessa watched her with a speechless pout before she sighed and turned her gaze back to me. We stood only a few inches away, her breath hitting my face when she looked up. "What... What are we going to tell the people?" She finally found the strength to ask, seemingly out of breath. "Also, the World Alliance Television Network? Isn’t that an independent—" "An independent World News channel that works outside the control of the witches, werewolves, and humans?" I chimed in with a light sigh. "Yeah, they are. And I got word that the United States president is having a press briefing through that channel from the white house, addressing the incident at the Charity Ball." After saying that, I walked back to my throne and quickly grabbed a remote on the small stool beside it and pressed some buttons. That caused a large screen television at the corner to turn on after which it showed live news from the white house. "I thought the white house would be run down after the war." Odessa blurted, climbing the steps leading to my throne and standing beside me. I gave her a small smile before I nodded. "It was. But since the president and his cabinet started regaining their political power after the truce, it’s been rebuilt back to its former glory." From the television, the voice of the president, a man in his sixties who had his right arm slightly suspended by a bandaged arm sling, echoed loudly. "People of America and indeed the whole world. On a closing note, I’d like to say that while the ways of the werewolves and even the witches in this continent and beyond may be confusing and terrifying to us humans... They’re willing to cooperate for peace." He stared directly at the cameras, his voice firm and his expression serious. "The incident at the Charity Ball, as tragic as it was, wasn’t a planned attack. My counterpart from the werewolf side, the Alpha King of the North American packs, has said that his mate was stressed, especially since she was being attacked by a witch." I could feel Odessa’s shock beside me and glanced at her just in time to see her expression. "Did he... Did he just say ’mate"?" She asked with shock, her eyes blinking repeatedly. I only smiled vaguely as Layla’s footsteps echoed into the throne room again. I swerved my head to the entrance where she was walking in with a crew of cameramen and tech people, directing them to different positions. "Alright, people. We’ve got exactly three minutes to connect to the live connection. Let’s make it work!" After saying that, she glanced at me and I gave her a single acknowledging nod. "Kaelos, what’s happening?" Odessa grabbed my arm, forcing me to bring my gaze to her again. " I-I thought we were only going to address the people of the continent and apologize about my... About my—" "Yes, we are. But you aren’t doing that alone now, are you?" I asked with a raise of my eyebrow, tightening my grip on her hand. "You’re my wife and my mate. Celine betrayed me and is dead. The pack has no Gamma. The dynamic is changing quickly and we need to change with it." At that same moment, as I stared at her, the American president continued talking. "Yes, I know most of you, especially the werewolf viewers, might be confused about how the Alpha King is mated to a young woman who confessed on TV to the entire continent that she’s a Hybrid. I don’t know myself and was just given word to make that announcement first." "Sir, get ready." Layla suddenly gave me a signal from where she stood close to a pillar. I simply gave her a nod before I turned my gaze to Odessa again, my gaze more serious now. "Today we’ll be making history in front of the whole world. I ask that you trust my decision..." I raised her hand, staring directly at her face. Her eyelids fluttered as I pulled at her hand, leading her to sit on the slightly smaller throne beside mine meant for the Luna Queen. Her lips parted in shock and she stood in front of the throne even after I had sat on mine. "L–Luna Queen?" She blurted, stuttering with a shaky voice. "You want me to sit beside you as your Luna Queen to address millions or even billions of viewers across the world... Dressed like this?" She gestured at the white bohemian top and black form-fitting jean pants she wore, as well as her blonde hair, which was made into a ponytail. Usually, I would have told her to change before we began the broadcast. But... "If you ask me, that dressing makes you more relatable to your humans and witches watching," I remarked with a shrug, patting her throne for her to sit. "We’ll be rolling in one minute, sir!" Layla’s voice echoed from where she stood, causing Odessa to jolt before groaning dramatically and sitting beside me. I could feel her nervousness like it was mine and stretched a hand to her, holding her reassuringly. "You’ll be fine. Just breathe." She blinked at me at first but then nodded and closed her eyes, drawing in deep breaths. "I think I’ve spoken enough already." The American president’s voice echoed from the television. "The final thing I can say is that despite the threat of rogues and other enemies around the continent, this truce may just be our path to peace in a war that has raged for far too long. Good day and God bless America..." Cameras flashed in the conference room he was in as the humans there tried getting him to answer more questions. At that same moment, the cameras in the throne room pointed at Odessa and me, causing me to draw in a deep breath in preparation. ’Smile for the cameras, kids.’ Damon muttered in my head, almost causing me to roll my eyes. ’Shut up, furball.’ "We’re connecting with the network in five..." Layla began the countdown, raising the fingers of her right hand. "Four... three... two... One!" Soon, I saw the faces of Odessa and me on the TV screens in the throne room, signifying that we were LIVE. I glanced briefly at Odessa before I parted my lips to speak. "Werewolves, witches, humans, and all the people of Earth. I..." Suddenly, before I could continue speaking, the cameramen began glancing at themselves with confusion. Even Layla seemed to panic as the televisions in the throne room buffered, flashing with static lights. "Layla, what’s happening?" I asked cautiously but before she could give an answer, the televisions began running again. But this time, Odessa and I weren’t shown on the screen. The person on the screen was a menacing figure surrounded by shadows, their face and body obscured completely. "You are not watching what you were meant to see. That feed is gone. This... is truth." A modified voice echoed from the television, menacing and oddly predatory. I got on my feet, my jaw clenched as I stared at the television. The person on the screen continued. "I am the true Lord of the North. And all I’m about to show you and say will prove just how far the manipulation of the false Alpha King, Kaelos Bloodoak, has gone. It will show just how incompetent he has become." I swerved my head sharply to Layla, who was frantically moving around, making calls, and trying to understand what was happening. "Well?" I asked, feeling frustration already seeping in. The true lord of the North... Never would I have imagined that such an elusive and mysterious figure would make such a bold move. "Sir, the news broadcast towers of the World Alliance Television Network all around North America have been taken over by rogues. They managed to hack into the world feed from there." Layla revealed with dread in her voice. Shit...

Chapter 193: _Making History

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