Chapter 363 – A Whipped Alpha – I

Adrian was more diligent than ever and maybe the fact that his mate had been recently threatened had something to do with it.

His chief vampire had been trying to slack around and of course he had caught it. Hitting the wolf female had definitely been a good release for his pent up frustration with how things were not going anywhere.

One of those reasons was that the chief vampire had been slacking around and now that had gotten out of the way, they had finally started to move around.

"I have the faerie blood, my lord." Kal, another one of his many good soldiers, carefully kept a huge bottle filled with blood on the side table. "It is of the females with children like you asked."

"Good," Nathaniel smiled, "very good."

Little Adaline was going to take time to get pregnant and until then we have to look for the substitutes.

Being human it was not going to be easy to breed her and until then you have to continuously find other sources of blood that could help them in sacrifice and one of them was of the purest creatures in the word, Faeries.

If these defenseless and small creatures turned out to be the substitute then there was nothing standing in his way.

Kal walked out of the little heart that had substituted as his office in this realm and it was then he heard the familiar footsteps of his beloved, isla.

"What are you trying to do, Nathaniel?" Her soft voice made him close his eyes. "Why do you have the blood of those little pests?"

He chuckled and moved towards it, "because I want to make sure that I w have tested and tried every substitute available."

Nathaniel lifted the lid of the bottle and took a long sniff of the fresh, warm blood. "They have the similar qualities to what is expected from a Luna. I thought of try—"

"You deflect from the purpose!" Several voices hissed together. "You have forgotten what was asked of you."

"I have not."

"Nathaniel," he heard the soft voice of his mate, "do you not remember what they are going to do to me if you don't get them what they want?"

Sharing her soft and gentle boys made him turn around and soft in his expressions. She stood beside the boiling pot of water with a weary expression on her face and almost on the verge of crying.

"I want to live, Nathaniel," she whispered with a sniff, "I want to come back and live with you."

The words of his long lost love were enough to break his heart. "Isla," he moved towards her, "you must understand that I cannot risk the chance of losing any substitute for her blood. The human is going to be difficult to breed and if she dies, I need to have someone to do the job instead of her."

The woman in front of him shook her head, "you don't understand!" She hissed through her tears. "He will not let me escape if you do not bring him back to life. We need help! And it is only her who can help us!"

He exhaled in exhaustion. Waiting for nature to let it run its course was difficult and exhausting because it took its own time. Adaline had to set out her own path before she would give them a child and that was going to take a long period of time.

He was definitely going to use the Alpha baby for himself and his beloved but for the others he definitely had to find a substitute.

"Alright," he lied, "but I already have the blood and I will put it to use."

His Isla nodded. "I do not mean to trouble you, my love, but he is persistent. You do not know how it feels to be on the other side."

The tears in her eyes melted him, making him heave out a heavy sigh. "I know. The blood will never be used for you."

A stern knock on the door made him hiss in irritation. Turning his neck to the side, he barked out, "Who is it?"

"Adrian, sir."

"Ah, yes," he smiled before returning to where his beloved stood, only for his smile to fall. She was not there.

"Come in," he called softly as he continued to stare where his mate once stood.

Adrian stood behind him and waited.

Nathaniel did not leave the side of the place where she had been standing and just gave his man a nod.

"The Alpha couple has not mated yet," he revealed. "Apparently, the Luna has backed out of it."

"Ah," fuck, he tsked. "I knew I should have never trusted the little human bitch." She was nothing but a little menace he would have to take care of the moment all of this was over.

"Perhaps I should have killed her when I had the chance." He sighed, once again. "She has been doing nothing but creating problems for me. At least then I would have had the child but now I have nothing." He shook his head to himself. "What did he do?"

"Nothing," Adrian smirked, "like a pussy-whipped Alpha mate he was, he was actually quite okay with it." historical

Nathaniel scoffed. "How is he expected to produce an heir for the kingdom when she keeps backing out of it?"

His eyes glanced at the spot where his beloved had been standing before he turned to Adrain, "make sure to stay in touch with Qasim. I want to do everything that is happening there."

Adrain bowed and constantly kept an eye to wear the exiled vampire king was looking at. "I will, sir."

When Nathaniel flicked his wrist and dismissed him, Adrian walked out of the room before closing the door shut.

He took two steps away from the door before concentrating on what was happening inside the room.

"Oh Isla,"

His eyes widened when he heard that. He could hear nothing conversing in the room but when he smelled something there was no scent. None at all.

Walking away from the room he stopped in front of the guards that brought in The herbs and ingredients, "did he send you to take a willow bark from the realm of spiders?"

He nodded and Adrian swore under his breath.. It was much worse than he had imagined.