Elton's Past

Chapter 8

After one day

The White Wolf Clan

Tanya’s POV

I heard Alton ordered: "You must treat the lady we brought here yesterday well."

A guard said suspiciously: "Your highness, did I hear wrong? Didn't I just throw it out?"

"Throw it out? What's in your head? If you dare to throw her out, I'll throw you into the river to feed the fish."

The guard quickly took the order and retreat.

I looked at the dazzling array of food on the table in the room, and I was so shocked that I couldn't open my mouth.

"Is this feeding me like a pig? How can I eat it?"

Bella laughed out loud.

While I was struggling with how to eat the table full of food, Alton opened the door and walked in.

"How is it? How are you feeling here? Are you ok?" Alton said.

"Chocolate." Bella shouted.

I looked at him timidly, and said nervously: "If all the food on this table is given to me, then I think it is not only just ok, but even too enthusiastic."

But I just heard those maids talking outside the door.

"Alton is so ruthless, he kills without blinking an eye. I even heard rumors about him in the clan."

"There has never been a living life in his hands."

"Not only that, but every time he kills, he will torture the enemy until there is not a drop of blood."

"Even the alpha of the black moon pack, the savage Carlos is afraid of him, saying that he is just a killing machine cultivated by our White Wolf Clan."

I didn't expect that the person who saved me was actually the killing machine that people called.

He looked at my frightened expression and frowned and said, "Why are you so afraid of me? I saved you because you were injured. Don't you even have a word of thanks?"

I pouted and thought to myself, then I even tried to help you block that knife, then why don't you thank me?

Of course, I only dare to think so in my heart. Come on, he is a killing machine. Besides, he was indeed injured because of me, and saved me from Carlos. I am still grateful to him.

"Thank you for saving me from Carlos, without you highness, I might still be abused by Carlos today."

Alton smiled happily.

Well, he's easy to coax.

He asked in doubt, "But how did you become Carlos' slave?"

Then I told him about my tragic experience.

His reaction was different from Brande's. He squeezed my shoulder and helped me to sit down.

Alton looked me straight in the eye and said, "No harm will come to you from now on. I promise."

"I will protect you with my life." He put his right hand on his left chest and closed his eyes, as if swearing.

As if I had been truly seen, truly treated as a human being.

Is this the feeling of love?

During the later conversation with him, I gradually learned that he shouldered the responsibility of the entire pack and was hard beaten by his father since he was a child.

In order to cultivate his indifferent and bloodthirsty character, he spent his childhood training during the day and being beaten severely by his father at night.

The more we talked, the more sympathetic we became. Alton also slowly let go of his airs to me and talked to me.

Talking about his father, in order to make him bloodthirsty, let him kill his mother himself.

I widened my eyes, and he nodded to me, indicating that there is more to come.

He couldn't do it at all, so he secretly used the witchcraft in the forbidden book to protect his mother, but was still discovered by his father.

His father said that a soft heart would not make a big deal, so he killed his mother with a cruel and contemptuous act.

He couldn't protect his mother because he was young and not powerful enough to against his father, so he could only watch his gentle mother slowly fall into his arms...

He still remembered that his mother would secretly hand him a small candy every time he was trained by his father, which was really sweet.

Really sweet.

As he spoke, his eyes started to turn slightly red, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of concern for the usually stoic Alpha King.

Until now, many times when he couldn't hold on, he would swallow a candy, and he would feel full of strength again.

But no longer could he find the face and care.

I saw that Alpha King, who is usually known for his indifference, has such a soft side. I couldn't help but hold his hand and stroke his head tenderly.

Alton jerked his head up and looked at my actions and just froze. He then just bowed his head and said nothing.

I slowly let go of my fear of him and said: "It's okay, you are very strong now, you are the strong Alpha King now."

For a moment, I forgot about his fearsome reputation and saw the vulnerable man beneath, a man who just needed comfort and reassurance.

"There are many people who are afraid of you, but there are also many people who worship you, like you, and follow you."

I whispered words of encouragement, reminding him of his strength and the admiration he commanded from those around him.

"You know what, your mother would be happy for you in heaven." I stroked his head again.

But his reaction was strange.

He took a deep breath and said: "Take a good rest, I'm leaving first."

Then he just got up and left.

I looked at his back inexplicably in disbelief, did I do something wrong?

At this time, the maid's voice came from outside: "Oh, the king is getting colder and more violent."

"Yes, I heard that before our queen majesty would gently touch the king's head when he became out of control, and he would calm down. But since our lady left, no one dared to touch the king again."

Listening to the speech outside the door, I was stunned for a long time and couldn't calm down.