Chapter 69Aeron's eyes flickered open to a harsh, sterile light, only to find himself restrained to a menacing machine in a dimly lit lab. Augustine stood before him, a wicked smile stretching across his face. The air hummed with an eerie tension as Augustine let out an evil laugh, resonating through the cold metal walls."It's time, Aeron," Augustine declared with a cruel glee, his voice dripping with malice. "Time to get rid of them." Aeron's muscles tensed as he strained against the restraints, desperation etched across his face. His powers, usually at his command, felt distant and elusive, leaving him powerless against the looming threat.Augustine's laughter cut through the room, mocking Aeron's futile attempts at freedom. The machine's cold embrace seemed unyielding, and with each struggle, Aeron's frustration intensified. Augustine circled him, reveling in the helplessness of his captive prey. "You really thought you could escape this, Aeron? Your struggles amuse me."As Aero
Chapter 70The room was dimly lit, with only a single candle flickering on the corner table. The air was heavy with anticipation as Oswald, dressed in regal attire, sat on a plush armchair, his face etched with seriousness. Before him stood three formidable men, their bulging muscles straining against the fabric of their black suits. They were renowned for their loyalty and skill, with a reputation that sent shivers down the spines of their enemies.Oswald raised his head and met the gazes of the men before him. Without wasting a second, he spoke, his voice laced with a mix of desperation and determination. "I've been told you are the best individuals for this job. What I am about to ask of you is extraordinary, highly unlikely, considering... well, he is your king, after all. But I have faith in your abilities." Before Oswald could continue, one of the men, a scar running down his left cheek, interrupted him. "We'd rather die than let him come back to rule us again. We've seen the d
Chapter 71Oswald paced back and forth in his opulent room, his brow furrowed with worry. As Oswald continued to pace, the heavy wooden door swung open, revealing the silhouette of Baron the wizard. Even the esteemed magic wielder wore a look of concern that mirrored Oswald's own. The door creaked shut behind him as Baron entered the room, his eyes locking onto Oswald's troubled expression.Without waiting for pleasantries, Oswald turned to Baron, his voice betraying a sense of urgency. "Any news?" he asked, desperation evident in his eyes. Baron, equally distressed, shook his head solemnly, "Nothing." Oswald's heart sank further, the weight of the unknown pressing upon him like a heavy burden.His voice trembled as he exclaimed, "But they should have returned by now! Where are they? What could be taking them so long?" Frustration laced his words, his mind racing with thoughts of potential dangers and setbacks. The silence in the room seemed to magnify his mounting worry.Baron, eve
Chapter 72As Oswald walked into the grand hall of the palace, the sound of cheering and screams filled the air. "All hail the king!" the crowd shouted, their excitement palpable. Oswald couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as he smiled and waved at them, acknowledging their support.Waiting for Oswald by the throne was Baron, his trusted advisor and friend. As they locked eyes, Baron subtly mouthed the words, "Be calm." Oswald took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves, and continued walking towards the throne.The process of crowning Oswald began, each step meticulously planned. However, just as the crown was about to be placed on his head, a sudden commotion outside the grand hall caught everyone's attention. Oswald's heart started to race, panic creeping into his eyes.Baron, ever composed, pressed down on Oswald's shoulder, his voice barely above a whisper. "Be calm, my king," he reassured him. With a nod from Baron, the crown was placed upon Oswald's head, the weight of
Chapter 73As Aeron lay weak and helpless in the dungeon, his mind couldn't help but drift back to the days when he was once locked up in Augustine's lab. The memories flooded his thoughts, reminding him of the pain and torment he had endured. But this time, the situation was different. He was now trapped in the clutches of his own brother, Oswald.Suddenly, the heavy dungeon gates creaked open, and Oswald strode in with his shoulder held high. A sinister smile crept across his face as he looked down at his weakened sibling. "Well, well, well," Oswald taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "The almighty alpha Aeron, now so weak and useless. How the mighty have fallen."Aeron, his voice feeble and barely audible, retorted, "You're only running your mouth because you're out there, safe and sound. If you had the courage, you would step inside this cage and see what I would do to you."Oswald was momentarily taken aback by Aeron's challenge, but then he recalled Baron's voice echoing in
Chapter 74Myra carefully cradled ten-month-old Allistar in her arms as they sat at the dining table. Allistar's joyful giggles filled the room as Myra lovingly fed her. Myra is holding a spoonful of mashed bananas and apples in front of Allistar's mouth, and every time she brings the spoon close, Allistar would let out a little squeal of excitement."Here comes the airplane! Open wide!" Myra says in a playful tone, making the spoon fly through the air before landing in Allistar's mouth. The baby gobbles it up and claps her hands, causing Myra to chuckle softly."You're such a little monkey, aren't you?" Myra says, wiping a bit of banana off of Allistar's face. The two of them are a picture of pure joy and love, and it's a scene that warms the heart.The sound of the baby's laughter brought a much-needed sense of warmth and happiness to Myra's heart as she navigated through the difficult days that followed the death of Augustine and Aeron's sudden disappearance. The atmosphere was he
Chapter 75With little Allistar gurgling and wriggling with joy in her arms, they made their way out of her apartment.Locking the door behind her, Myra took a deep breath, steeling herself for the evening ahead. She had been looking forward to some distraction. She knocked on the door, and after a moment, it creaked open to reveal Simon's face. He looked sad, and Myra's heart sank for him. "Hey Simon," she said softly, noting the distress in his eyes.Simon gave her a tired smile and complimented her, "You look great, Myra." He leaned in and tickled Allistar, eliciting a cheerful laugh from the baby. Myra smiled at the sight, so grateful for the distraction. "Thank you," she said, her voice full of warmth. "We're here to support you, Simon."Simon gestured for them to come inside. As they entered, Myra looked around and realized that the place was eerily quiet. She could hear the sound of her own footsteps echoing in the emptiness. There was no music, no laughter, and no chatter of
Chapter 76Aeron snapped awake with a jolt, his eyes flying open as he found himself lying on the damp forest floor. A sense of disorientation washed over him as he took in his surroundings. The dense forest stretched out before him, the towering trees casting long shadows that danced in the soft light filtering through the canopy above. He recognized the place immediately; it was just outside the borders of his kingdom, a place he often retreated to for solace and contemplation.As he tried to recall how he had come to be there, a sharp, piercing pain throbbed in his temples, causing Aeron to wince. He pressed a hand to his head, willing the headache to subside. Slowly, the pain began to ease, and memories flooded back into his mind with startling clarity.Augustine, his beloved wife, and their sweet daughter, the light of his life. His heart ached at the thought of them. And then, the betrayal of his own brother, Oswald, who had orchestrated a plot against him in a bid for power. A