Chapter 663 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

A sense of insecurity crept into Keith’s bones, and he wanted a hug. But Talia and Dayson were there, already hugging each other. Joining them was not an option; Keith had no intention of hugging Dayson, and if he asked Talia for a hug, Dayson would grant him a painful death without a grave.

…

After some time, Evanora returned to the receiving room with Yasmin, Axel, Cornelia, and James.

Evanora looked around to see their backpacks.

“Didn’t you go to your rooms?”, Evanora asked, and before anyone could answer, she asked her next question, “Where is Amelia?” The witch had a task to show them to their rooms and help them settle. Sure, Amelia was in the middle of an important experiment, but it shouldn’t take this long. Or did Amelia forget?

After Cornelia left the Coven, Amelia became the next high-ranking witch after Evanora, and Evanora entrusted her with the task of keeping the newcomers busy.

Talia responded with a knowing smile, “Amelia was here, and then she left. Liam is missing as well.”

Yasmin was the first one to understand, “They are mates!” Yasmin clapped excitedly. “I’m sure that Amy already took him to her room.” And everyone knew why Amelia would take Liam to her room.

James made a face. Liam just met Amelia, and they were already going at it, and here was James, sticking to Cornelia for days with little to no progress.

Sure, Cornelia was not pushing him away, and James loved her proximity, but he wanted to introduce Cornelia to all the joys his joystick could provide, and then he would mark her, and that’s that. She would be his, forever.

For that, James needed a new plan because he felt that she will slip through his unless he did something drastic. But what other tactic can he try? He needed help.

Talking to guys about winning over a woman was a dead end.

Talia was the next best candidate as the most reliable and least malicious female around. Unfortunately, it was obvious that Talia was clueless about courting, so James dismissed her as a person who should give him relationship advice.

There was also Evanora, but James had a feeling that the old witch will give him more problems than solutions. Something about her smelled of trickery, and James didn’t want to get entangled with her.

James looked at Yasmin while firming his resolve to talk to her about figuring out how to win over Cornelia. He was willing to try using magic if needed. Anything goes in love and war.

Yasmin knew about witches and about Cornelia, and she looked genuinely interested in getting Cornelia mated. She was the perfect person to help him, but James questioned her maturity. Cornelia told him that Jasmin is more than three hundred years old (it was an estimate because witches don’t really track time how humans do), but the young witch was bouncing around like an overexcited toddler most of the time.

“This is a great opportunity to arrange a feast!” Yasmin exclaimed and looked at Evanora expectantly. “Can we? Amelia and Cornelia both found their mates, and I have news to share also…” She put her hands on her belly, and Axel was right behind her, and his hands landed over Yasmin’s.

Evanora’s eyes widened in slow motion as the information sank in. “You are… I will be…”

Yasmin smiled brightly. “You will be a grandmother. We are expecting twins.”

Evanora swayed visibly, and Cornelia was quick to grab her hand and help the high priestess to sit.

“Aren’t you happy?” Yasmin asked sadly. She expected various reactions, mostly squealing congratulations with plenty of hugs, but Evanora looked like she was about to collapse.

Evanora needed a few moments to compose herself. “Happy? Shocked is the expression. You just got mated…” Her voice trailed, and she glared at Axel. “You… you… beast! She is so young! Why did you tie her up in motherhood!? I should have known. I would keep your balls here so that you can’t impregnate her…”

Axel put his hand over his crotch area protectively, and he gave it a little squeeze to ensure all his parts were still there. Surely, the old witch was joking. Right? RIGHT!?

His nugget sack will be staying right where it is, between his legs and not an inch further. His future children are in there!

Axel didn’t know how to respond to Evanora’s meltdown, and the only good thing was that Yasmin was not sad anymore.

Yasmin was smiling and leaning on him, like Evanora was wishing them an eternity of happiness.

“Mother, don’t talk like he forced me”, Yasmin said when Evanora paused her shouting in order to inhale.

“It’s his fault”, Evanora said. “Werewolves are selfish and inconsiderate, only thinking about their impulses.” Her eyes fell on James. “Maybe we should castrate this one before he does any damage.”

James’ eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. If he knew that castration was included in his visit to the realm of witches, he would reconsider.

“No!”

James was startled at the sound of Cornelia’s protest. She stood in front of him protectively while facing Evanora.

“I understand that you are shocked by all these sudden changes, but you can’t act rashly.”, Cornelia said. “James is my soulmate, and if anyone wants to harm him, they will need to go through me.”

At the extraordinary scene of Cornelia standing up for James in front of Evanora, James’ chest swelled with pride.

The air sizzled with hostility as Evanora disapproved of Cornelia’s insubordination while Cornelia defended James fiercely, and James could swear that his chocolate-colored Goddess became more enchanting.

James really wanted to scoop Cornelia into his arms, take her to a room, mark her, and make love to her until the end of time. But they didn’t have a room, and the mood was not right, and they never did it, so James knew that the most he could do and stay within boundaries of what was acceptable, was to admire her silently.

It’s not that Cornelia was only protecting him, but she was also claiming him as hers! The only thing that could make this better would be if he was the one doing the protecting, but Evanora was scary, and Cornelia was still talking.

“I’m sure that Yasmin feels the same about Axel. If you can’t accept the reality without carnage, take as much time as you need to sort out your thoughts. But if you keep on threatening our soulmates, we will resist and you will force us to leave. Is that what you want?”

Evanora sneered. “Do you think you can leave just because you want to?”

Intense silence filled the room as everyone wondered if they heard Evanora right. Even witches observing the scene from outside didn’t move a muscle.

‘CLAP!’

Yasmin clapped loudly, getting everyone’s attention.

“OK. OK. Let’s not escalate this into something we will all regret.”, Yasmin said, this time, she was serious. “Mother, I agree with Cornelia. Things are the way they are, we all know that you don’t want to antagonize me or your next ranked witch, and if you need time to accept the reality, take it. In the meantime, we will plan for a feast. How about tomorrow evening?”

“What ceremony!?”, Evanora hissed. “You are pregnant and you should rest.”

Yasmin was having none of it. “I’m just fine. Actually, I believe that my babies are increasing my energy as I feel like I could move mountains and run for hours without breaking a sweat. What’s a little party organizing compared to that?”

“Don’t be reckless. We should check your body.”, Evanora grumbled.

“Didn’t you hear me? I. AM. FINE.”, Yasmin said with finality of a Luna. “I just came here and you first bombard me with questions, and then you want me to stay put? This is not why I returned home, mother.” Yasmin’s tone softened. “Besides, my mate arranged for regular checkups with healers, and the pregnancy is progressing well. I’m not opposed to you confirming my condition, but we will do it later.”

Talia listened to this banter, visibly relaxed at the thought that they won’t end up imprisoned here. The last thing she wanted was a war with witches.

She admired Yasmin who managed to divert an upcoming calamity and go back to talking about a feast.

Talia remembered the feast when she visited the last time. She was helping in the kitchen, and the celebration was focused on Axel and Yasmin. At that time, Talia was on her own, but now Dayson was here as well, and she wanted him to see the magic of silvery flames dancing, and who knows… maybe Evanora would conduct a ceremony for them as well.

Considering the messy situation that waited for them in the human realm, Talia had a feeling that she will need all blessings and magical powerups she can get.

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In one of the rooms on the second floor…

Liam and Amelia stood in the middle of the room, facing each other, with only a few inches of space between them.

Neither of them spoke a word since they came here. There was no need to say anything.

They could clearly feel each other’s emotions through the mate bond that was getting stronger by the second.

Passion. Curiosity. Love.

Liam found it fascinating that he felt so much love and craving for the woman who was standing in front of him, and he knew only her scent and her name, Amelia. He wondered if she had a nickname, but then… it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered other than the fact that she was his mate, his other half. He was the one who will make him complete, settle down, and start a family. Family.

Damn! His crotch area was painfully tight as he was ready to pump his pups into the little woman who made his heart race in the beat of her name. Amelia.

Liam observed Amelia’s delicate facial features, and no matter how much he stared into her adorable nose or sparkly brown eyes, he couldn’t find a single flaw. She was perfect.

Liam’s Adam’s apple bobbed as his eyes traveled over her full breasts that were round and perky, and he knew that she held her breath as she could feel his gaze caressing her flesh. She had only a small fabric hanging from a string at her waist level, to cover her crotch area, and Liam thought how that fabric was too much, but at the same time, he wished that she wore more clothes because her almost-naked form was driving him to the point of madness, and he struggled not to jump on her like a sexually deprived savage.

What if she was not willing? No, no… he dispelled that thought. She was definitely willing, he could sense her emotions and he knew that she wanted him.

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