The Alpha's Triple Lunas novel Chapter 29

Chapter Thirty – They’re spelled.

Cold Prince sat down besides the only available chair besides his mother. Her eyes turned back to normal and she smiled widely.

“You shouldn’t be using your abilities. You just recovered” he smiled back.

It had been a long time he had a casual conversation with his mother, he missed them.

He did know this one won’t be casual. But a sequel to her earlier suggestion of him being coronated King.

He’d like to. The ministers had talked to him about it while the last three years but he wanted his mother awake by then.

“I can’t help myself. And about you being King, you know you need a Queen. By tradition” she went straight to the point.

He smiled wider, “Damned tradition. The same tradition stopped us from inhibiting the dark magic. Are we still following that?”.

She sauntered towards him, moving her head like she was in deep thoughts. They were indeed some traditions that they had ignored.

For their protection. Inhibiting the dark magic was dangerous and that was the only reason it was traditionally forbidden in the first place.

But her husband's gone and she, the new ruler, she was powerful enough to inhibit it. Her son was as well. That became the new tradition.

“Well, whether we follow traditions or not. Don’t you want a Queen by your side?”.

“I have one. You” He responded quickly.

The Queen giggled, sitting on her bed, opposite him, “But I am married so I can’t be your Queen” he frowned so she added, “I’m joking but you still you need a wife. You’re nineteen already”.

Cold Prince thought hard to remember where nineteen year olds are considered to old when not married, none! His mother was tripping.

The only place where marriage were forced down on young people where the villages bordering Galdrish. He hated those places. No young girl were ever unmarried.

He hated the men of that place. He still remembered vividly how they disrespected his mother.

Asking her to marry a man from their village after his father died. They didn’t value women. Woman were mere properties.

“I haven’t found anyone to my fancy” he didn’t meet her gaze.

“The dark magic didn’t help you?” came his mother. Was it supposed to? He asked with his eyes.

She waved off the question before he answered, “Let’s overlook that tradition. What about the tradition of avenging our enemies? What’s your plan with the wolfman?”

Perhaps he hadn’t reached her level of magic. And since his powers left him temporarily, it hadn’t bounced back fully.

“There’s a boy stopping me from burning the forest to the ground. Not that I can, literally. There’s a magic tied to the forest but...” Cold Prince sighed, finally letting himself think of Han.

“Who?”

“Han, Chan's sworn brother. He helped us escape. Somehow he's three sisters who’re Lunas to the wolfman and share strong bonds”.

He flipped his hair backwards in annoyance and continued, “They kidnapped Anya and helped the wolfman cage me. But Han plead their sake. I’m confused”.