The Alpha King's Witch Bride
Chapter 123: _When Did He Become So Good?

Chapter 123: _When Did He Become So Good?

Kaelos seemed to notice my reaction when he mentioned Tonka’s name and glanced at the hair in the plastic bag before he let out a sigh.

"Trust me when I say I wish more than anything that I had the opportunity to rip that bastard limb by limb and then dissect his manhood and force-feed it to him."

I was reeling and shaken when I remembered what Tonka did last night, but my mind immediately came back to reality when I heard Kaelos’ vivid words.

My eyebrows snapped into a frown as I looked into his eyes and saw the seriousness in them. The possessiveness. He meant every word he said.

That was oddly comforting and caused my shoulders to relax as I let out a sigh before I shook my head.

"Well, too bad he escaped. Gods know I wish I could shove a dagger through his skull." I said with a shrug before focusing my attention back on the plastic bag. "Anyway, let’s get back to this. How do you expect me to track him with his hair?"

Kaelos gave me an ’Are you serious look’, causing me to tense up. Wait... He couldn’t know about...

"Don’t tell me that the only thing you awakened last night was your wolf side." He blurted with a snicker, shaking his head. "I thought about it a lot this morning. Are you telling me that you’re still a powerless witch?"

I pouted my lips, contemplating if I should just tell him. I wouldn’t lose anything by revealing it to him anyway.

"Let’s head back to the mansion." I finally said with a low voice, flashing him a small smile before I turned around and started walking out of the compound.

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When we got to the mansion and then headed to the privacy of my room, I glanced around. I remember telling Caroline to wait around for me after Madame Greyheart lashed out at her.

I guess she was too hurt by the things she said. I bit my bottom lip, making a mental note to search for her and make sure she was okay before I turned my attention to Kaelos who had a suspicious look on his face.

"While I’m intrigued by all the potential reasons you might have to bring me to your room, could you quit the suspense and just tell me if you have magic now or not?" He asked, placing his arms behind his back.

I ignored him and instead stretched my right hand forward, focusing on a flower vase close to the balcony door.

My eyes fluttered before closing as I took in deep breaths, concentrating on the mental image I’d made of the vase.

Fortunately, Kaelos stayed silent and waited patiently, allowing me to relax as I called upon my magic.

After a few seconds, my eyes opened, and I stared directly at the vase before clenching my right hand into a fist.

However, instead of levitating into the air like I had wanted, the vase shook before exploding into a thousand pieces, sending shards everywhere and forcing me to shield my face with my arms.

My lips parted in shock as I stared speechlessly at the scene before glancing at Kaelos. He had a shocked expression as well and slowly turned his gaze to me.

"A simple ’yes’ would have been fine." He finally blurted with a light chuckle, seeming impressed. "I knew it! So, the powerless witch is not so powerless now, huh?"

My face heated up with a blush as I looked away from him before withdrawing my hand to myself and shaking my head.

"That’s the thing, Kaelos. My magic has finally awakened but it’s... Unstable. The spells I’ve managed to cast today all ended up becoming chaotic." I said with a sigh, before walking to a table at the corner where my aunt’s grimoire was kept.

I took it off the table and held it close before flipping through the pages.

"I studied this book page to page since I got into this pack, even though I lacked magic then. Yet, despite all the knowledge I have, it’s useless because I only awakened magic last night." I groaned with frustration, flinging the book aside.

However, as I drew in deep breaths to calm myself, I heard Kaelos’ slow and steady footsteps heading for me, causing me to raise my head.

I stared into his piercing silver eyes which were filled with reassurance now as he stretched his right hand forward and caressed my face.

"My little hybrid." He said softly, his eyes searching mine as my heartbeat quickened. "You’ll be alright. The fact that you can do anything at all with your magic tells me that all you need is time to grow."

I smiled wryly, maintaining eye contact as I wrapped my hand around his wrist, my shoulders relaxing.

"When did you become so... Good?" I found myself asking and felt my breathing cease as I waited for a response.

There was silence for what felt like an eternity and I could see a myriad of complex emotions within his eyes. He seemed to be searching for a genuine answer to my question.

Eventually, his lips curled into a smirk before he whispered.

"When I realized that for some reason... I don’t want to let you go. I don’t want you dead. I want you here. By my side, for the rest of my life. Which is crazy because I’ve wanted nothing but the opposite since the moment I discovered that we are mates."

My face heated up and at that moment, I wanted nothing more than to throw myself at him and give him my all. But then, I glanced at his other hand and saw the plastic bag with the piece of hair.

"We’ll get back to this after I try tracking this bastard," I whispered into his ears, making sure my lips grazed his skin before I pulled away.

The intensity in his eyes and the way his breathing pace increased told me that he wanted to have me as much as I wanted to have him, causing me to smirk to myself as I took the plastic bag from his hand.

I took out the strand of hair and clutched it in my right hand as I finally stepped away from Kaelos, giving me space to concentrate.

Witches could use magic to track a person as long as they had something that belonged to the person. A strand of hair would do just fine.

I closed my eyes and concentrated, remembering Tonka’s face before I drew in a deep breath and blurted out the spell word.

"Locarax."

My eyes fluttered open but I felt nothing. Thinking the spell didn’t work, I sighed, about to try again when suddenly, I saw an image flash in my eyes.

It was an image of Tonka lying dead on the floor, surrounded by a pool of his own blood. The image was so vivid that I gasped and almost stumbled until Kaelos held me.

"What’s wrong? What happened?" He asked, staring at me with confusion.

I tried catching my breath, blinking repeatedly, and hoping not to see the image again as I slowly turned my gaze to him.

"H– He’s dead."