The Alpha Prince And His Silver Lone Wolf Chapter 371
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The room was filled with shadows and darkness.
Only the voice of Malia could be heard as they were blinded by the darkness.
"Again … why would you dare wake me? I was in a deep slumber, trying to completely fuse my body with darkness until you both wake me. So tell me … why?" A haunting sinister tone from Malia's voice.
Both Remy and the Grand Elder Vampire, Amelia, were on their knees.
"Because we want to declare our service to the destined second Supreme Ruler! The time has come for you to rule this world …" Amelia nervously informed Malia.
Floating mid-air …
Surrounded with dark energy …
Gleaming with purple light …
Malia breathed deeper before responding from the devotion stated by Amelia.
Remy was too scared to even talk or utter a single word.
She could not believe that their Grand Vampire Elder, Amelia, was able to speak despite the threatening aura which Malia exudes.
"Hmmmm … okay!!! So, you are my first and amongst the few followers who wishes to serve me. This is also my first time to see such powerful creature to kneel and to wish such a thing." Malia's voice was eerie and absolutely filled with murderous intent.
Instantly, the eye sight of Remy and Amelia were returned.
Things became clear again.
Seeing Malia sat on a chair.
Exuding with confidence and dark energy.
"First … I need proper clothes! Bring me stuff that screams … EEEMPPRRREESSS!!! Or better … SUPREME RULER! Am I understood with my first request?" Malia reiterated her request.
"Y-yeeess, we understood!" Amelia could feel the thin patience of Malia.
"Why is the other vampire so silent? Are you a mute?"
…
Immediately, Remy wanted to speak but Malia choked her without even her hand reaching her neck.
"Aaarrghh!!" Remy struggled with her breath.
Holding her neck tightly.
Within a second she was released by Malia.
"Again … do you understand my first request?" Malia repeated as she looked at Remy.
"Y-yes … your majesty!" Remy stammered in her reply due to her fear of Malia.
"I don't like the rhyme of Majesty … It doesn't ring nicely to my ears. I do not like it at all. So starting today do not dare mention majesty … or highness because I want to kill every time I think of it. Thus, once I hear it … someone must die! Okay?" Malia spoke of it as if killing was a simple thing to her.
Discarding one's life into nothingness.
"Call me … YOUR EMPRESS! Malia gave her command.
"Yes, MY EMPRESS!" Remy kneeled with so much fear and lowered her gaze.
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"We will find you all the best garments … deserving for a Supreme Ruler." Amelia tried her best to show her devotion to Malia.
"For my second request, gather your loyal soldiers and train them. Because we will start to expand your small fortress. I can sense only few remarkable souls in here. Maybe three or 4 souls only including the two of you. So we better strengthen your soldiers.
My third request will be … virgin women and witches … I want to create something powerful. Enough to kill the king of vampires and the other monarchs of this world." Malia sounded serious with her requests.
"K-kill the monarchs … my empress?" Amelia was a bit confused from the intention of Malia.
Then she stood from her seat.
"You see … I do not need anybody to contest me from my destined throne. We will travel to the ancient palace once I have equipped myself with enough power to amplify my magic essence ten folds."
Amelia wanted to complain or convey her thoughts to Malia but she knew if she would do so … Her life will be on the line.
"For now … those will be your first task from me. Prove your devotion and we will see if I will deem you both useful. I intend to dispatch things that have no use to me at all. So, go now … before I get bored and kill you both for fun." Malia has become unbelievably too dark for Amelia to even comprehend.
As they leave the private chamber of Malia.
Cloud of doubts and fear entered Amelia's mind.
'What have we done?'
'What nightmare have we unleashed to the world?'
Making her way to the other vampires but she had to think of something to control the situation.
Because things can go differently than she envisioned.
Meanwhile,
Standing by the window, looking at the snow fall.
Malia thought of many ways how she would conquer the world.
"I WILL MAKE THIS WORLD A LIVING HELL!" Malia uttered.
"Damnation awaits!"
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[-In the Dungeon-]
Chloe strengthened the spell on the chains to make sure Lucas would not be able to get away from his chains on his own.
Prince Alarick tried to convince Lucas to cooperate for the sake of everyone instead of making things difficult for all of them.
His silence and non-responsive mood made it clear that Lucas may have considered to cooperate rather than risking his mate in the hands of the Alpha King.
Someone he could not trust.
Melody was left with Lucas for an hour.
Royal guards were tasked to strictly look after Melody and Lucas.
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Melody stood and leaned against the wall.
"Why did you not tell me where my sister was? You should have told me about it as soon as I woke up." Lucas told Melody.
"Oh … are you blaming me for the danger which Malia is in right now?"
"No, I am not blaming you. What I mean is … it would have been better if you told me back in your penthouse so we could have headed together to save my sister." Lucas clarified himself.
"I may have told you if only you have acted normal and not like a lunatic. Obsessing with mate stuff. Being possessive all over me. Then maybe … I could have mentioned it to you. But she made me promise not to mention it to you. So, I doubt I would even tell you."
Lucas became more worried for Malia.
While Lucas was worrying for Malia, Melody was contemplating on the things she heard about Lucas.
Though, she wanted to ask him all about it but Melody realized something with Lucas.
She may not be as powerful or strong like Malia. But Melody knows how to determine remorse and guilt when she sees one.
And looking at Lucas.
He was filled with all of this.
"I think whatever reason for you to do such evil things. I can see your regret in doing those things. You are sad about the damage you have caused to the lives of others. Going over it will not undo those things. It will always remain as losses and deaths. You cannot change that … I think forgiveness can only be earned when you have done the same. Forgiveness is a powerful thing you know." Melody tried to comfort Lucas.
She cannot explain it but there is something in her which pushes her to do things for Lucas.
Not able to withstand the sight of Lucas getting hurt and upset.
Despite her promise to Malia, because of Lucas … Melody gave in and revealed all the things she knows about Malia.
Her fear of seeing Lucas get hurt further was worse than the thought of Malia leaving her.
When Lucas remained sulking and depressed.
Melody started singing for him.
Her song has always comforted Malia when she was depressed and upset.
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# Enchanting Song #
Each royal guard were soothed by the voice of Melody.
They felt rejuvenated from their tired muscles.
…
The gloomy prisoners who heard the enchanting voice of Melody felt such emotions they never felt before.
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If those who heard Melody were enchanted, Lucas was completely captivated by the sight of Melody singing.
Not only was her beauty breathtaking. Her voice was out of this world.
Mesmerizing and captivating.
After singing in her enchanted voice.
Before Lucas could even say anything.
"Your sister calms down whenever I sing to her. She used to get panic attacks during her nightmares. There are bad nights but there are also some good nights. I guess it was you whom she refers to as the boy who always made her laugh. She could not determine who those two were … this boy trying to cheer a young girl from missing their parents."
Tears started to fall.
Lucas cried in regret for the waste of time and efforts he did.
Just for revenge.
Finally realizing that he only worsened the misery and pain they had through his futile obsession for vengeance.
"I do not deserve you … Forgive me for causing you all this trouble. You can reject me if you want. Just utter the words …" Lucas was in tears when he realized that Melody will only suffer with him.
But Melody did not let him finish.
"I must say, I am not fond of being called your mate. But I do not want to … reject you. I think you are a good man who just wants the same thing as I."
These words surprised Lucas and gave hope to his depressing life.
"Same thing?" Lucas asked.
"Someone to love and be loved … you also want those right?" Melody looked Lucas straight in his eyes.
Upon hearing Melody, it made Lucas speechless.
And a smile formed in his face.
"Once you save Malia, you must return and save me. Can you?" Melody remarked.
"Of course I will return and get you back! I promise!"
"Do not promise me … just do!" Melody smiled back at Lucas.
She continued,
"I worry for your sister. If ever she goes dark. Stay away from her. She will not hesitate in killing you." Melody shared her worry to Lucas.
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