The Alpha: Claiming His Enemy's Daughter

"My Lord, why do you push thing too far to this point? You can destroy them all, with it..." Zeke glanced at the dark cave, where you would occasionally saw a pair of red eyes, flickering in the darkness. It would give you chill down your spine, because in a glance you would know this predator screamed calamity. "It is ready for you to use..."

Zeke had been feeding all the monsters in the north with Asturi Stem, now this vicious predator had been woken up after a long deep slumber, the monsters gathered around because the creatures could feel it power.

This was the perfect time for them to move their plan to the next level, but Decratic didn’t do it. He took everything very slow, as if he enjoyed this slow torture upon his enemy.

"If we don’t take action immediately and they managed to get reinforcement from the Holy Kingdom once they are able to travel by the sea, we will have hard time." Zeke couldn’t follow Decratic’s line of thinking.

Meanwhile, Decratic stared at the bleak sky with eerie smile curled on the corner of his lips. He looked like he was in a good mood. "Why in hurry?" He looked at his strong adherent. "Let’s enjoy this a little bit longer." Decratic closed his eyes and inhale with feeling. "I can feel her desperation..." he said that with a chuckle. "Once the sea is able for traveling, I want to see my worshippers too."

With that, Zeke’s eyes lit up. He must have turned senile to forget that they had their own reinforcement. The worshippers! They would have been here if it was not winter. More so, two harbors in this continent were under Decratic’s control.

"Yes, yes, you are right my lord! You are completely right!" There was the sight of delight in Zeke’s eyes when he finally set his worry at ease.

However, Decratic didn’t heed his joy, because right now, there was this addictive feeling that he was sensing. The desperation, anger, helplessness and many more... this feeling was very addictive, he couldn’t help, but to push things further even more.

He wanted to see her break, he wanted to feel her misery... he wanted it more. The more she felt this agony, the more he was elated.

The bond between Decratic and the Serafim was real, the two of them were tied together by fate. This bond was something that none of them could understand. This was surreal and Decratic was drunk with the sensation and the thrill he got every time he felt how desperate she was...

But, it was not enough. He wanted to feel more... he wanted to feel more of her desperation. He wanted to feel the same despair, grief and suffering like when Na lost Lu...