My Husband And My Alpha
6. Bringing Clara back

A red lightning struck from the ground surface into the sky. Something that only a Witcher can make and

Brandon knew very well the owner of the red flash. Eden had given him the code to move after about an hour he waited. The man immediately tightened his belt, cupped the hood of his black robe, and jumped between the branches of the tree.

Brandon landed quietly on one of the floors of the mansion, barely making a sound. The Black Witcher

his movements are so agile. Like a cloth carried by the wind, that was how Brandon felt now as he moved.

His red eyes spread a look. His breathing was slow with occasional puffs of smoke in the air. Brandon walked through the dark corridor. His hand reached into the waist bag that Eden had given him before they passed through the portal. The powder that I don't know what its name is. Brandon spread the powder into the air, creating a blip that led him to a door.

“Clara,” murmur.

The man opened the door in front of him until a creaking sound could be heard. There was no one there, except a woman lying in bed. Jasper's group was definitely chasing the Black Witcher herd at the moment and it opened up space for Brandon to immediately bring his wife's soul back.

Brandon approached the bed and sat down by Clara's side. His hands stretched out, touching his wife's face trembling. His heart rumbled for a moment, looking at Clara's current condition. A moment later, Brandon sighed. He must not weep at Clara's present circumstances and must immediately take his wife away from there. Quickly, Brandon carried Clara's weak body. However, someone held back his steps from the direction of the door.

“You think I'm stupid?”

Brandon gulped. He knows that voice. The man turned around and revealed his shiny red eyes.

The black haired man at the door smirked. “What do you think about taking my wife away from here?” ask her with a flat face.

“Wake up, Jasper,” says Brandon. “She is not your wife.”

BRACKET!

Jasper's pounding the door. His blue eyes glared at the hooded man in front of him. His index outstretched

to that man.

“You're the one who should wake up from your nightmare, Black Witcher jerk!”

Brandon immediately jumped up as the Werewolf swung his fist towards him and caused a punch

bruises on the wall near the bed. The man checked on Clara who was carrying him. The woman was unconscious. As soon as possible Brandon should get Clara out of here.

“Sorry, Mr. Jasper,” he said aloud. “But I can't linger playing with you. My time is up.”

Jasper frowned. He glared at Brandon with his pupils that were beginning to form vertically like

the eyes of the Werewolves in general. His anger intensified when the Black Witcher he saw threw powder into the air and made a black portal before he finally escaped from there.

“K-you ...”

Aungan Jasper peaking. Fulfill his entire territory. The man approached the window. Her hand

squeezing the edge of the window to shred the wood fibers with sharp nails. A split second later, Jasper jumped up in the form of his black wolf. His blue eyes glinted at the dimmer Luna. He roared loudly and long, making everyone who heard him shudder immediately.

“You won't be able to run from me ...”

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Brandon appears in a seal on the ground that his friends have prepared before. Eden had warned him about using the portal for teleportation which would drain his energy. However, it seemed Brandon was too excited to run away and did not want to prolong the matter with the Werewolf man.

The man vomited blood. Of course, this was only the case for him who had just joined the Black Witcher a few hours ago. Brandon leaves Clara's physical body, leaves it to her mother, and goes to see Anne. Now, the man ends up in a place never thought of before, with Clara's soul in the middle

carried it.

Brandon turned his head in all directions, checking if any enemies had managed to follow him. He must immediately move towards the place that Eden had shown before they carried out this mission. However, something seemed to jump up and land in front of Brandon instantly.

The man's burrow was swallowed perfectly when he found a two-meter-high wolf standing in front of him. The fur of the animal was shiny black. His blue eyes stared hard. His mouth grinned, revealing a shadow with drool dripping.

Brandon clucked slowly. The crescent moon was engraved on one corner of his lips. “Did you use the portal too, huh? So fast!”

Brandon knew that the joke would not affect Jasper Owen. The man who had now completely turned into a wolf was as if he had lost self-control. In his mind was just taking Clara, that was all.

The wolf snarled, then roared for a moment. He stared intently at Brandon, jumping up and down

quick one. However, his movements were blocked and something caused him to bounce instantly until he crashed and broke a tree.

The red lightning grabbed and attracted to a hooded man. He gave Brandon a code. The blonde-haired man smirked in reply. He jumped onto a tree branch, fusing in the depths of the forest.

Meanwhile, the figure with red lightning had opened the hood and revealed his heterochromia eyes. Him

he smiled at the wolf in front of him.

“Do you remember me, Jasper Owen?”

“Eden Moriez!”Jasper actually spoke, but who could understand the language of wolves other than his race-mates? The man in front of him didn't even understand the ink— communication technique between Werewolves.

“You till when do you keep this up, Jasper?” Eden said in a loud voice. “You've become a slave

love your own wife.”

Jasper growling. Eden's words made her adrenaline rise. His fingernails slowly extended.

“Yah. That's how you are,” continued Eden. His heterochromia eyes looked at Jasper meaningfully. “Who else is

will be your victim after Clara ... and also my sister, hm?”

“Shut up!”Jasper bluffing. His fangs are becoming more visible. “They themselves came to me.”

“Omong empty!”

Eden shook his hand until a red flash struck toward Jasper. The black wolf managed to dodge

quickly. Jasper gasped because the man understood his communication techniques. Damnit damnit! How long did he learn to be a Black Witcher to understand the language of wolf communication? That's grand!

Jasper jumped as Eden flashed a red flash towards him. The wolf is hissing. Eyes squeaking.

Especially when he saw Eden laughing loudly as if mocking him.

“Don't forget that I'm a hundreds-year-old Black Witcher, Jasper.” One of Eden's eyes

the blue color looks mesmerizing highlighted by the Luna. “Did you forget that Clara was the reincarnation of Elana until you continued to go after her, huh?”

Jasper's growl sounded loud. “I don't care if they are reincarnated or not,” he said.

“Oh, yes, sure. Until you have to separate them from their loved ones,” said Eden in a tone

mocking.

“But Selena who determined—”

“And you did it, Jasper!” Eden shouted, making the wolf in front of him tremble slightly with

muffled growls.

“It seems I misjudged you that time, Eden.”

The two sat together for a long time. A magical aura seemed to converge all over Eden's body, red in color. Jasper knew that his goal this time was to capture Clara and he did not want the person in front of him who was part of his past to bother him. Jasper immediately jumped up, went into the forest and ignored Eden.

“Hei!!” Eden flicked the robe until the red aura disappeared. He jumped onto a tree branch, chasing

the black wolf.

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