Chapter 911 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

The thing was that Violet knew that her father was amazing, but Ashton’s power left her in awe, and she wondered what he had gone through to reach that level.

Violet didn’t want to be condescending, but Ashton’s father was an Alpha, while Luna Michelle didn’t have an Alpha aura from birth; she got it after Alpha Cristian marked her, and everyone knew that their fighting power was below average when compared to other Alpha couples. The Spring Leaf pack prospered thanks to their diplomacy and negotiation tactics, and not because of power, so… how was it possible that Ashton was so strong?

When they were frolicking through the forest, Violet observed that Ashton moved with unexpected speed, but this was much more than just speed. There was strength, and… was that magic? From where would Ashton get magic? There were no items or chants, and she didn’t see him drink any potion. It was like it was coming from him directly, but werewolves didn’t have magic unless they had mixed bloodlines like her mother, and Ashton was definitely a pureblood werewolf Alpha. What was she missing?

‘Don’t doubt your mate, Vi,’ Talia’s voice sounded in her mind.

‘What are you not telling me, mom?’

‘Ash will tell you everything you need to know in due time.’

Violet pressed her lips into a line. ‘I do not doubt him, mom. I just feel that he suffered a lot.’

‘He did it for you.’

‘I don’t deserve it.’

Talia smiled. ‘That’s the thing about mates, Vi. They give us everything, even the things we believe we don’t deserve. He is a good mate. Treasure him the way he treasures you, and you will be happy.’

Dayson was impressed. Ashton matched his speed and strength, countering him in ways that spoke of numerous battles. That kind of finesse could be achieved only when polishing skill through life-and-death situations where Ashton had to use enough power to suppress his opponents while not using too much to exhaust his strength before the fight was over. Dayson was determined to see how far Ashton could go.

Every next move was a bit faster. Every next punch was a bit stronger. More speed. More power.

It was a while since Dayson was able to enjoy a match to this degree. His joy was tainted by the fact that he was facing a young man who wanted to take Violet away!

As the clashes between the two Alphas became fiercer, their audience could feel the effects of violent aftershocks.

Talia waved her hand, and an invisible shield enveloped her, Violet, Alpha Christian, and Luna Michelle.

Violet’s heart swelled with pride at the sight of Ashton, who surpassed all her expectations. She knew her mate was awesome, but Ethan and Jacob, who were the strongest warriors of her generation, looked like children compared to what Ashton was doing right there, matching her father in order to prove he was worthy of her. How could he not be worthy?

“Vi,” Talia called. “You need to lower your aura so you don’t interfere with the fight.”

“What?” Violet didn’t remove her gaze from the impressive display of power in front of her. She didn’t do anything on purpose!

Alpha Christian was watching his son in awe. He had a feeling that this was once in a lifetime opportunity to see a fight of this caliber. He could barely follow their movements. Even with his Alpha-enhanced vision, Dayson’s and Ashton’s limbs often became blurs.

Ashton was focused mightily on his opponent, using his sharpened survival instincts more than his sight because his movements depended on reflexes that kept him alive in the last five years.

Dodging, hitting, blocking, advancing, and retreating; it was a primal dance where any mistake could be deadly.

“Ugh!” Ashton grunted when Dayson’s aura-infused fist punched the air out of his lungs, and Ashton fell to his knees.

Dayson stood in front of Ashton, and his chest heaved while wondering if he really got him or if Ashton allowed this hit to land on purpose.

“Is that all you’ve got?” Dayson asked breathily.

Ashton looked up at Dayson. “Was it not enough?”

Dayson narrowed his eyes. “Do you think that’s enough for my daughter?”

Ashton shook his head. “No.”

“Ash!” Violet called in panic. Was he giving up on her? She wanted to run there, but Talia held her back.

Ashton pushed himself up to his feet and looked at Dayson.

“This is not enough for Vi because no matter how good I am, nothing will ever be good enough for her. But I won’t give up.”

Dayson sneered. “That’s brave of you to say.”

“It’s the only way. She is my mate, my other half, and no matter how selfish it sounds, I will never give up. If I’m not good enough, I will keep working hard and training until I can match her, at least to some degree. In that sense, I am lucky.”

“You think that the Moon Goddess’ will is enough to bring you luck?”

“I was not talking about her. I was talking about you.”

Dayson was confused. “Me?”

“I am lucky to have you, the most powerful Alpha, to train me, teach me, and protect Violet with me. You, Alpha Natalia, young Alpha Jacob, and the other boys. The whole pack, yours and mine will protect my mate and ensure she is not lacking anything. That’s why I know we will do well as long as you give us your blessings. I can make Vi happy, but I need your help to keep her safe.”

Dayson snorted. “You are still a cheeky snot.”

Ashton smirked. “Coming from you, I will take it as a compliment.” Over the years, Dayson definitely called him much worse than that.

“Mom?” Violet called in an urgent whisper.

Talia released a long breath and waved to remove the shield she had created previously. “Go to your mate, Vi. He did it.”

Violet ran there, and she dug her legs into the after-the-fight, sorry-looking grass when she reached between Dayson and Ashton.

She turned to Dayson. “Dad?”

Dayson had a complex expression on his face. “Is this what you want, angel?”

“Yes, dad. He is my mate. I love him.”

Dayson released a long breath and lowered his head in dejection, hoping she won’t see how hard this was for him.

Violet broke into a sad smile and jumped to hug Dayson.

“You are the best.”

Dayson hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead. “If he makes you unhappy, come home. Your room will always be yours.”

“Ash will treat me well. I know it.”

Dayson narrowed his eyes at Ashton. “He better be, or I will break his legs, and no amount of magic, surgeries, and healing will fix him.”

Violet didn’t understand the odd choice of words, and she got on her toes to kiss his cheek. “Thank you, dad.”

She released Dayson and jumped on Ash.

Ash groaned upon impact. Every muscle in his body ached. Fighting against Dayson was worse than handling five rogue packs at the same time.

“Are you OK?” Violet asked while examining his face anxiously.

Ashton wrapped his arms around Violet, and he took a deep breath that filled his system with her scent of the forest and wildflowers. “I am now.” Everything was so much better with Violet in his arms.

“Can I congratulate you?”

Violet turned to see Talia standing there with her arms open for a hug, and the proud mama stepped closer to hug both Violet and Ashton at the same time.

“Take care of each other,” Talia said. “Don’t leave anything for tomorrow. If there is something you want to do, do it now.”

Luna Michelle and Alpha Cristian also came to congratulate the young couple and to give their advice. It was obvious that Michelle and Cristian were overjoyed and slightly afraid of Dayson, who was standing stiffly and brewing in acceptance of the inevitable.

Talia hugged Dayson and spoke through their private mind link, ‘You did great. I am proud of you.’

‘You are?’ Dayson asked.

Talia was well aware that Dayson was on the verge of ripping Ashton into pieces, but he didn’t. If Dayson wanted, he would use his ability, and Ashton would perish in a matter of seconds.

‘What tipped the scale?’ Talia asked.

‘The little snot told the truth. He will never be good enough for Vi. As long as he knows that, he will be alright.’

‘I think you should stop calling him little snot. Ashton is an Alpha now, and you know through what procedures he went in order to acquire his abilities. He did it for Vi.’

‘How is he different than hybrids?’

Talia didn’t have an answer to that question. Those were risky procedures, and potential side effects were not researched, but… ‘As long as he treats Vi well and doesn’t lose his way, I will support them.’

With that, Talia turned to Violet and Ashton. “I’m sure you want to complete your bond. I want to give you a gift. Enjoy.” She winked, and strong winds gathered around Violet and Ashton, who didn’t get a chance to react.

Violet blinked and observed the cave. There was a cot, and grooves in the rocky walls held blankets and food supplies, and she could hear the trickling of water from somewhere, like a little stream.

“Where are we, Vi?” Ashton asked.

“Midnight Guardians pack. My mother enchanted this place. No one can come here.”

Ashton grinned. Privacy. And also… “Here, time passes differently.”

“About thirty times slower, so if we spend a month here, it will be just a day for our packs.”

Ashton cocked an eyebrow. “Isn’t this technically your pack also?”

Violet slapped his shoulder playfully. “Are you here to talk or to…” She wiggled her eyebrows.

A low growl bubbled in his chest, and he pulled her on him. “Now that your father approved, I have no intention of talking.”

Well, Dayson didn’t really approve, but Violet didn’t want to go into details. Ashton was already kissing her and ripping her clothes off, and she had no intention of being the passive one.

Violet could feel Ashton’s lust increasing exponentially, and she thought he would give in to his urges and pounce on her wildly, but he didn’t.

After removing their clothes completely, Ashton kissed her slowly and unhurriedly, making her relax as she melded into him, and their legs moved bit by bit to inch toward the cot.

Violet loved feeling his firm back under her palms and the way his strong arms held her gently. His calming scent of carnations didn’t match the way his presence dominated hers. But then, everything about Ashton was a mix of contradictions.

By the time they reached the cot, she was sure that even her bones had turned soft.

They spent the night together, kissed many times, and did much more than kissing, but it was never like this, all-consuming and mind-altering in a way that made her soul stir. Ashton’s emotions were washing over her, and she could feel his yearning and impatience, and his restraints cracking under the knowledge that he won’t wait much longer.

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