The Alpha King's Claim novel Chapter 65

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 65 by desirenovel

Serena

Pretending that everything was fine–like I didn’t have an orgasm in front of all these people–I controlled my panting state and looked up. The man who had unknowingly interrupted us stood a couple of feet away, his innocent eyes lit towards me.

Aero was seething, I could tell from the tight fist he made under the table, but he also was in control, making a considerate expression when he realized who it was.

“Your Majesty,” General Halcynos lowered his head and placed a hand on his chest. “May I request one dance with Queen Serena? It would be an honor for this poor, old man.”

I awarded him a smile, one that was agreeable to his request. The man was asking properly, but of course, the last decision would come from Aero, so I turned to him and waited for his answer.

His face didn’t show any anger. It was masked well with his neutral expression. Then, suddenly, a quirk on his mouth appeared and then he nodded gently.

“You have my permission, General.”

I squeezed his hand as my way of saying thank you. We exchanged silent stares just as I left our table.

General Halcynos, wearing a gray tuxedo looking dapper despite his age, performed another bow when I neared him. His mask covered half of his face. It was decorated with mostly white and blue glitters.

“Your Highness, I am pleased to be able to dance with you,” he said, once I placed a hand on his proffered palm.

“General Halcynos, the pleasure is mine,” I answered with a smile.

Thereafter, we managed the steps down the stage. A few dancers spotted us and gave us room to pass. We stopped in the center of the dance floor illuminated by the candles above and the spotlights magically provided by Lord Mage Aizen. General Halcynos bowed again and in reply, I did a curtsy.

Dancing with this man more than half my age made me realize I missed my adopted father, Walter. That’s where I got the McAllister name from. As for my biological father, yes, I missed him too, but all memories I have with him and my biological mother were fuzzy and weak, except that they were really good painters. I couldn’t even remember how they died and how I actually managed to stay alive until Marius, a benefactor in an orphanage I stayed in, met with me and introduced me to the McAllisters.

Gregory and Eliza Monroe, those were my biological parents’ names, but every time I thought about them, it just doesn’t elicit that kind of family warmth within me. Maybe because it had been so long since I became an orphan? Or maybe because we didn’t have that much of a good relationship from the start? I couldn’t really say, and somehow this hadn’t bothered me at all.

Returning to my dance partner, General Halcynos somehow evoked a gentle warmth within me, and I figured it had something to do with my husband.

“The king sees you as a family, General. Though he doesn’t speak of it, he admires you so. Thank you for being a pillar of support for my husband.”

His mouth curved up into a sincere smile.

“It is my duty, Your Highness, but other than that, I vowed to be as loyal as I could be to the royal family,” he replied, whilst we swayed in tune with the waltz music.

“I heard you once served the late king as his Beta,” I recalled.

He nodded. “That is correct, Your Highness. I take pride in it with all my heart.”

Deep inside me, a feeling of pity then started to spark.

“You spend so much of your life for the royal family, but how about your own?” I asked and hope at the back of my head he didn’t see it as a trespass into his personal space.

For a moment, silence enveloped us. He was contemplative for a while, but then regained his cool composure.

“I have none, Your Majesty,” was his short reply.

Then, he smiled.

“I do have a sister. I’m sure you already met her. Her name is Margaret.”

“Oh yes, I am aware. We did meet in Palmeeya and my experience there was very precious.” My eyes shone brightly at the memory reserved for that special place.

“She tends to leave that kind of impression on the people she meets,” he explained. “And I think it has something to do with her being a healer.”

“She’s very diligent and kind to her constituents,” I exclaimed. “Is she the Alpha of the Healer Pack?”

General Halcynos stilled briefly and along with it, his expression showed a hint of sadness that was enough for me to catch.

“No, Your Highness,” he started. “Until now, His Majesty hasn’t decided who takes the Alpha position of the Healer Pack.”

My brows instantly furrowed.