The Alpha King's Witch Bride Chapter 11: Werewolves And Bitches

When I saw the person who excitedly called the rude lady 'mother', it all began to make sense.

Of course... Celine.

She walked toward us, her hips swaying like she was putting way too much effort into making herself seem hot.

She wore a white knee-high day dress, which was ironic considering her black heart.

Well, at least now I know where she inherited that black heart from. Or, should I say 'greyheart'?

"My darling daughter. It's been way too many weeks." Celine's mother said with a wide grin as she spread her arms wide open.

I witnessed Celine attempting to barge past but I was quick, stepping back to avoid a scene.

It was a decent morning so far, and I wouldn't let her or her mother ruin it.

"Yes, mother. I'm so happy to see you. A lot has happened since the last ti you visited us here at the mansion." Celine remarked, glancing back at with disdain in her eyes.

I rolled my eyes, avoiding her gaze and glancing at Caroline instead.

The poor maid just stood there silently, looking away like she wanted to beco invisible.

She seed like the kind of person who tried her best to avoid conflict.

Hmm... Not bad, if you ask .

"Where's that ex-husband of yours?" Celine's mother suddenly asked with a scowl. "What he did was unfair. He should've inford before going ahead to divorce you and then bring in this..."

She paused, glaring at with dimd eyes.

I flashed her a smile in return, even though the look in her eyes seed like she was thirsty for blood.

"... This witch." Celine's mother finally finished with a disgusted scoff as if the title 'witch' was a slur.

To be fair, I had a similar thought pattern concerning her kind.

Not werewolves, but bitches.

"The witches have probably placed a spell on him. He's delusional if he thinks there's any chance of forming any 'peace' agreents with them. They all deserve the sa fate." Celine's mother just kept on ranting, a deep-seeded hatred that sent shivers down my spine lingering in her voice.

Goddess, what's wrong with her?

All my life spent living in the territory of the Luminari coven, werewolves have been the beasts coming after our cities, slaughtering our people like animals and doing the sa to any human who dared help.

Witches and humans seed innocent in this war.

All we've ever done is defend ourselves... Until the Alpha king miraculously brought this truce.

Now Alpha kings of the other continents were probably watching North Arica, waiting to see how my union with Kaelos goes.

The re thought made my heart pound with anxiety.

"Mother, Kaelos is still the Alpha king and can do whatever he pleases." Celine suddenly said with a sly smirk.

What a pick ...

Anyway, she didn't end there and continued. "And I don't think it's wise of you to say such things about him right here in his–"

"What was that I heard about being delusional?" A familiar voice bood from behind , causing my heart to skip a beat.

Dear goddess, not him.

Not this morning.

I slowly turned around, my eyes wavering when I spotted him.

Kaelos.

He wore a black tailsuit and had his sleek black hair falling to his shoulders as usual.

Each step he took exuded confidence and aloofness, but his face remained as expressionless as ever even though there was a hint of irritation in his silver eyes.

Caroline, who stood beside , quickly bowed before him as he approached and a few other maids around did the sa before scurrying away.

For goddess' sake, he's a leader! Not a god.

"Good morning to you too, Alpha King." Celine's mother said, not looking even slightly fazed even though her tone was laced with respect.

Barely.

What the fuck?

Was this woman on so kind of unholy crack?

What gave her the balls to call Kaelos 'delusional' and not feel even an ounce of remorse?

'Yup. Sothing's off.' I thought to myself as I subconsciously stared at Kaelos.

He had his gaze locked on now, his silver eyes eting mine.

My heart slowed down a bit when our eyes t, and I could see a flicker of a foreign emotion in his.

However, that barely lasted for a few seconds or so before Celine interrupted with a cough.

I shook my head, bowing slightly to Kaelos. "Husband." I greeted.

He had a slight frown on his face, causing to smirk secretly.

That's what he gets for locking my ass in my room all night after joking around with the idea of rape.

However, to my surprise, he matched my sarcasm quite easily. "Wife. I can see you're as tactless as last night. Where's Beta Marcellus? He was supposed to–"

Just before he could complete his sentence, the Beta walked out from hell knows where holding a glass of what seed like wine in his hands.

"I'm here. Had to grab a few snacks while waiting for ma'am Odessa to freshen up." He remarked but paused when he got to our group.

His eyes fluttered when he saw Celine's mother, who had a stern expression on her face, watching all our interactions.

"Mada Greyheart." Beta Marcellus blurted, seeming surprised to see her. "How... Lovely to see you again."

But the woman only responded with a slight bow before speaking. "Sa here, Beta. Anyway, Alpha King, could we take our discussion sowhere private?"

Kaelos stared at the woman with gritted teeth, his calm deanor an obvious mask to hide the anger sizzling inside him.

But he didn't say or do anything, instead giving one final glance before turning his back on the group and heading back into the living room.

Celine and her mother glanced at each other before they followed him, leaving , Beta Marcellus, and Caroline behind.

"Pardon , Beta," I called Marcellus' attention, causing him to turn his gaze to . "I'm not the only one who thinks that the dynamic between Mada Greyheart and the Alpha king is weird, right?"

Beta Marcellus stared at for a few seconds before a small smirk curled the corner of his lips.

He walked past , gesturing at the exit. "We still have that tour to attend to, ma'am. We can talk while we're at it." He stated.

I dimd my eyes at him, showing hesitation at first until I finally sighed, giving up.

A little walk around the pack shouldn't hurt.

Hopefully, at least...

"After you then," I muttered, walking toward him until we were side by side.