My Husband And My Alpha
8. Phoenix Seal
“Seals on his neck?” Brandon frowned slightly, looking enthusiastic. Eden nodded. “Isn't it just a regular seal?”
“No, Bran.” Eden fixed his position for a moment, then sighed. “It is the seal of immortality. Persons
drink the blood of the owner of this seal will live eternally, more immortals than the Immortals here.”
“You mean, Jasper's after Clara's blood?”
“Not only that,” replied Eden. “The biggest possibility is that he wants to multiply the offspring by
utilizing Clara.”
Liur Brandon gulped. His clenched hand held something turbulent within him. “You mean, he only used my wife as a farm?”
Anne looked at Brandon with a worried look, then looked at Eden as if beckoning
that guy. Eden who saw the code from the woman then looked back at the blonde-haired man who was sitting not far from his bed.
“Klan Owen was the greatest of his time. They controlled a third of the Immortal realm first. However,
because of the rebellion of one of the members who joined the Black Witcher made their order damaged little by little and left only about 100 people until now,” said the heterochromia-eyed man. “Very little when compared to their number in the past.”
Eden looked deep into Brandon's eyes. Those red eyes looked shiny and hinted at something. “I know, every one Werewolf man will be blessed with one mate for him and that will not change until his next reincarnation.”. “Elana was Jasper's previous mate and that's why I became BlackWitcher. Become an Immortal and keep an eye on Elana's next reincarnation so as not to experience the same thing as her.”
“Did your sister also used to be like my wife?”
Eden nodded. “He was tempted with Jasper and eventually married the Werewolf, then gave birth to many children
until death picks him up,” he replied. “I've warned him many times, but he doesn't pay attention to me.”
“How about her kids now?”
“I don't know, but obviously .. Jasper hid them in a safe place to form a new army to fight us.”
Brandon sighed. She leaned back on the nightstand, then brushed her hair back. “Are they stronger than Jasper?” tanyanya.
“Maybe so,” timpal Eden. “We do not know how the combination of the power of the Owen Clan and the seal
that phoenix, ‘kan?”
“More powerful than imagined,” says Anne. “Since long ago, the phoenix was the epitome of immortality and always used witches to concoct things, but not for power.”
The two men nearby threw a glance at the white-haired woman. Brandon
fold both hands in front of the chest. Meanwhile, Eden was silent and seemed to be thinking.
“There must be something that Jasper is planning that we do not know,” muttered Eden, attracted attention two
people near him.
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After talking a lot about the phoenix seal, Brandon returned to Clara's room. The woman is still locked. The dark circles in his eyes had not disappeared completely. His body was also thin as if it had lost a lot of blood.
Brandon clasped his wife's hand, hoping that Clara would wake up quickly. His mind is still complicated
everything he just knew. Moreover, Eden's speech related to the phoenix seal added to the contents of his brain more full.
“Are you going to give birth to many children like Elana too?” the blonde-haired man muttered.
A few seconds later, Clara moved. He opened his eyes slowly and made Brandon draw closer to the woman.
Clara circulated her gaze, finding the faintest things becoming clearer bit by bit. He found a man next to him. His forehead puckered for a moment.
“Who are you?” tanyakanya.
Brandon gulped. He sighed for a moment. “I Brandon. Brandon Hover's. Your husband,” he answered softly.
Clara seemed to think for a moment. His hand touched the man's cheek, then the woman woke up. He groaned with his hands holding his stomach, while Brandon tried to help him.
“Do not move first,” reprimand the man.
The woman shook her head. He glared at the man near him. “Why are you here?” snapped, making Brandon stop instantly. Clara hissed, enduring the turmoil in her stomach. “I'm definitely dreaming now,” his murmur is back circulating the view.
“You don't dream, Clara,” said Brandon. “I followed you here to bring you back.”
Clara. “You are not Brandon,” he said. “Brandon doesn't have Black Witcher eyes like you!”
Brandon jerks. He turned to the mirror standing near the bed and found his eyes red and only realized it. The man looked back at Clara. “I can explain, Clara,” he said.
“No! You're not Brandon!” grit that woman. “Jasper! Jasper!”
The blonde-haired man clucked. He was upset when his wife mentioned the name of another man in front of him. “There is no Jasper here,” he said.
“Close your mouth!” Clara pointed at the man nearby. He got up from the bed and walked quickly to the balcony. “Jasper! Help me!”
“Clara!” Brandon followed the woman. He held Clara's arms together, then turned the woman's body to face her. “There's no Jasper here! This is my friend's house!”
“You tried to lie to me, ‘kan?”
“I'm not lying, Clara!”
The woman stopped rebelling. His eyes were still staring at the man in front of him, even though he had already forcibly removed the man's hand. “Don't approach me!”
“But I'm your husband—”
“You are not my husband! My husband is only Jasper!”
Brandon's surprised. How can Clara say if her husband is only Jasper, while she—Brandon— is her husband too?
Meanwhile, Clara stared strangely at the blonde-haired man. He looked at her from top to bottom, then back to top. “You are a Black Witcher in disguise, ‘kan?”
Liur Brandon was swallowed instantly. His breath escaped from his nostrils and mouth. She shook her head. “Do you not remember anything?” tanyakanya. Clara looks to be frowning. “Originally you are not of this world, Clara. You are a human.”
Clara looked at herself. His clothes were a little tangled because of the rebellion he had done to Brandon earlier. He looked back at the man before him.
“Someone is waiting for you there and I'm here to pick you up,” continued Brandon. His face stared expectantly, if the woman in front of him could recall it.
“Who is waiting for me?” ask Clara.
“Suami.”
Truly, Brandon was trying to deceive himself even his own wife now. All he did was to
Clara's gonna take it this time. He was even willing if he had to be someone else in front of his wife now.
“I ...” Clara seemed to think. His head felt throbbing as he tried to recall the last incident that brought him into this world. Brandon approached him, but one hand stretched out, restraining the man's movement.
“Sorry, but I don't remember anything.”
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