Alpha’s Virgin Wife by Baby Charlene
Chapter 200 The Meeting Of The VampLords
Kylie felt a rare kind of relief. Staring at the lady in front of her, she felt fulfilled knowing she had finally seen the daughter of her mother’s k*il*ler. She felt fulfilled knowing she was going to rid the Seer’s prophecy of her throne being challenged by the daughter of the Fallen witch. Finally, they would all be worries of the past.
“She’s the one we’ve been looking for?” Sister Remata asked from her horse, wearing a crumpled look.
“But…this is the Alpha King’s wife – Queen Shilah” Sukie added in confusion.
Shilah remained standing with her hands supporting her backpack, being as perplexed as ever. The whole thing looked like a dream to her… everything. Possibly, the old woman had poisoned her meal to make her hallucinate. Else, why would so many witches be in front of her, talking about her?
With a huff, Kylie climbed down from her horse and gently, walked towards Shilah – her long red cloak sweeping the ground behind her.
Silence descended when she stood in front of her and voicelessly, they stared into each other’s eyes for a long time.
“So… it’s really you” Kylie uttered, having those dark looks in her eyes.
Shilah was completely d*um*b as the whole thing seemed to had paralyzed her. To her, her dream was confusing.
“But she’s a wolf – married to the Wolf King! How is it possible she’s the one we’re looking for?” One of the witches from the horses asked, concerned.
“I am as confused as well. How can she be a witch?”
“I do not care!” Kylie rasped, not taking her eyes off Shilah’s face. “The map never lies and if it says she’s the one, then she is”.
Shilah gulped hard and at last, found her tongue. “Wh…wh…what are you… talking about?” She stammered, nervously. Her dream was beginning to look real.
“You heard me, daughter of a betrayer!” Kylie sneered. “Get ready to meet your end. But first, let me treat you to a nice nap”. And snapping her fingers, Shilah felt a strange wave of dizziness hit her as she fell to the ground and passed out.
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DAKOTA’S PALACE ✍️
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“Griffin?!” Dyani called in shock as she stared at the young man in front of her. For a while, she had gone blank but quickly pulled herself together.
“L… Leave us” she turned to the maid who bowed and left immediately. And now alone with her visitor, she let out all the feelings she wanted to.
“Griffin, what in the name of Selene are you doing here?” She asked with a crumpled look as she hurried towards him.
“Really? That’s the first thing you can say to me after…so many years?” He scoffed, adjusting the fitting hat on his head.
Dyani batted her lashes and stared down at the floor. She acted confused – not knowing if she were to be happy or afraid.
“I’m… I’m sorry, Griffin” She stuttered. “B…B…But I don’t even know what to say. I mean, you shouldn’t be here!” She f0rced herself to look at him.
“Why? Are you forbidden from accepting visitors?”
“You know it’s not that! It’s just…” She sighed and looked around. “Please, you need to leave now, I wouldn’t want anyone to see us talking”.
“Why? We are not doing anything wrong, Dyani. We’re just being… friends”.
“Yes! But it might not look at way to others!” She paused and sighed – again. “I’m… I’m happy to see you, Griffin. I mean, I’m glad you’ve been fine. But please, you need to leave now”.
“Really? You’re chasing me out? You don’t even care to know why I’m here or…”
“Because we can’t talk here!” She rasped, her brows were already flaring. “Please, Griffin, don’t make me look rude. Just leave” She looked around.
“Fine. Where else can we talk, then?” He shrugged, trying to seethe his disappointment.
“I… I… I don’t know. I am a married woman, Griffin. I don’t just…”
“Yes – married to a man who’s currently mourning” He rolled his eyes. “Please Dyani, I’m not a bad person. Let’s just meet. Can you come to the cliff by.. tomorrow morning?”
Dyani looked at him. “I don’t know. I don’t know if I’ll be chanced”.
“Please…”
“I have to go now. I’m sorry, okay? Bye” And hurriedly, she left.
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LORD RYDER’S CLUTCH ✍️
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The four VampLords sat on the round table – speaking indistincively amongst themselves as they waited for the fifth. In front of each VampLord was a cup of fresh blood and meatballs which they ate and drank blissfully.
The blood – most times – was donated by willful humans who got paid in return.
“Why’s Ryder taking so long to come?” One of them suddenly asked, having a little stain of blood on his lips.
“He should be on his way already. I’m still wondering why he called for this meeting” Another added. They grunted and continued chatting indistincively until finally, they saw him walking through the door.
“Alas!” Lord Osric exclaimed. “The host is here”.
Walking with long, gentle steps, Lord Ryder had a light smirk on his face as he approached the table, indeed, feeling like the host.
“I hope I didn’t keep you waiting for too long, gentlemen?” He beamed.
“Of course, you did. I was really hoping you’d keep to time” Lord Moises threw him a playful glare and he chuckled as he took his seat.
Now, it was the five bad – looking VampLords in the hall – seated round the table with Ryder at the head. He leaned forward and placed both hands on the table.
“I trust you all had a great time coming here?” He asked.
“I sure did – especially when I passed the night at the hotel. The lady that warmed my bed was something else” Lord Sobek chortled, making the others follow.
“I thought you were married, Sobek. I cannot believe you’re saying this” Lord Ramses shook his head.
“Oh! Please, Ramses – spare me. My wife will always be my wife, but I need some new legs sometimes, you know?”
“You’re crazy…”
They laughed and drank blissfully while Ryder only watched with a smile. After a while and the laughters had died down, they decided to dive into business.
“Okay, Ryder, we’re all ears” Lord Moises cleared his throat and leaned forward. “Why did you call for this meeting? It must be very important because… this is the first time in years you’re holding such”.
Ryder nodded with a smile. “Thank you, Moises, for that awesome observation” He began. “First, I must thank you all for the respect you showed by honoring the meeting. I know we all have busy schedules, but you made it possible. And secondly, I’d love to thank you for the love and cooperation we all show towards each other.
“You know, each time I see us this way, it gives me so much joy knowing we’re so united, and it makes me imagine what the future would look like. Thank you so much”. He sighed and stood up.
“Now, to the main reason I called this meeting” he stepped away from his seat – gently. “I did so because, we needed to talk – not as people under the Wolves, but as VampLords”.
The Vampires were already beginning to have wrinkles up their brows.
“We are powerful, gentlemen” Ryder intensified his tone, dawdling round the table. “Centuries ago, we were on our own and did so well before our past Lords bought the idea of becoming one with the Wolves. Now, I am in no position to question their decisions, but for how long do we continue being subject to the Mountain Lions? For how long do we continue abiding by their rules and letting them rule us? They are wolves, and we are Vampires. Why shouldn’t we live seperately?”
“Hold on, Ryder,” Lord Osric scoffed. “What exactly are you driving at?”
Ryder swiftly turned to face him. “I’m driving at the fact that we’ve been slave to these people for too long”.
“Slaves?” Sobek huffed risibly. “And how in the name of Absalom are we slaves?”
“We do not need to be bound by chains and dragged on our feet to be called slaves, the action proves it! Can’t you see we abide to their rules? Each time we have a complaint, we must p@ssit on to their Alpha King for a*s*sessment. We can’t make our own decisions without consulting him, we can’t do ANYTHING WITHOUT CONSULTING HIM!” He yelled the last lines and pause to take in a deep breath. “That, my friend, is slavery”.
“So, what are you driving at, Ryder?” Ramses shook his head. “You want us to seperate from the Wolves?”
“Of course, not” Ryder laughed – croakily. “I never want us to seperate. All I want… is to make them be under us – same way we’ve been under them. I want us, my dear friends, to take over leadership and become the new power – holders! I want us to rule!”