The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate
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Chapter 11: court me
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“Are you alright?.” Alpha Mattel’s voice was directed to her as his eyes stared back at her form.
Annalise stared in disbelief as if not accepting the fact that the king could ever be concerned.
Mattel still got the nonchalant expression less face but Regina didn’t care.
She got his attention and she was very much determined to keep it.
“Ahh. My head hurts.” Regina cried out deciding to take advantage of the situation now that she had the king right where she wanted. She tapped at her scalp faking an outburst of cry immediately. “Oh it aches!.”
“You peasant!.” Annalise cussed out straight away not caring about the third presence as the look of distaste was in her face as she stared at Regina. “I didn’t even hurt you, stop faking shit!.”
“Annalise! That’s enough from you.” The king called again, more authoritative than before. “Let her be, you can leave.” He said indicating towards the exit.
“W-What?.” Annalise spluttered surprise
