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Carla

"what! Why me? To put it another way, our ages are significantly different from one another. I am only 18 years old, while you are the king and have crossed the 60-year mark in your life! It's impossible for me to consider you as a potential mate." The words that I spoke came straight from the bottom of my heart. Even though he was the alpha king of all the alphas, I was unable to accept mating with him or being touched by him in any way.

It was a stupid thing on my part to actually say those words out loud. However, I am eternally grateful that he did not put an end to me because of that.

He grunted, and then, with a very menacing tone, he raised one eyebrow and said to me, "To begin, you are not permitted to dismiss me or to decline my proposition. You can either serve as my luna queen and rule the kingdom alongside me, earning the respect of everyone in the process, or you can choose another path. or I will make you my sex slave, and I will let each of my allied troops enjoy your body. If you choose the latter option, I will. So, let me ask you this: what are your thoughts? There are no other choices available to you besides these two."

I couldn't help but take a quick gulp of air. Did he take what I said seriously? Why on earth would I choose the second option, which gives me the chance to be fucked by a different group of warriors? Nobody is going to use my body without my permission.

It was necessary for me to reflect in private, but I hadn't been given a lot of time; consequently, I shut my eyes and said, "To answer your question, yes, I will accept you as both my mate and my king. but..."

There was a brief pause on my part; yes, at the very least I required an explanation; why me? Since he did not get mated after the passing of his luna, the question arises as to why he would do so now, twenty years after her passing. For some reason, I couldn't make head or tail of it. Especially considering that he did not have any children and therefore no heirs! Shouldn't he have given some consideration to that situation a very long time ago?

And despite the fact that he was actually able to read my mind, we were not true mates, nor had we mated at this point in time. On the other hand, I believe he was anticipating my inquiries and prepared himself accordingly.

The manager was very angry with me and yelled at me to "shut up and stop trying to ask the king any more questions."

I scowled at her and yelled at the top of my lungs "You are the one who ought to be keeping quiet about this matter. I will eventually rule over all of the werewolves in this kingdom, and I demand your respect right now in preparation for that day."

She put her hands up to strike me in the face, but the king blocked her and struck her in the face. He then pushed her to her feet and commanded her, "Do not strike the queen. how dare you talk bad to my queen? How dare you be so inconsiderate as to yell at her in my presence? Now you must kiss her shoes and beg her forgiveness, or I will see to it that you spend the rest of your life incarcerated, and I will not let you out."

Despite this, the thought of that old alpha king touching me was extremely upsetting to me; however, the way in which he dealt with the manager made me consider the advantages of holding the position of queen. Everyone will respect me and do whatever I say, which was something I dreamed of, not to mention that finally I will have a family and that I will be able to continue my studies at the best university in the world, not to mention that I will ultimately be able to assist those orphan children who have been ignored by everyone for the past few years.

The manager quavered and immediately, without hesitating, kissed both of my shoes. After that, she begged for my forgiveness, saying, "please, Carla, forgive me."

The king swiftly kicked her in the stomach and shouted, commanding her with all of the authority in his voice tone. Before I could even open my mouth and say anything, the king had already done both of those things "It's not even close to being Carla's name. Now that she has won, she can be called the queen."

I puckered my eyebrows in bewilderment, and I reveled in the sensation of being caught off guard. The longer I stared at the king, the more I began to warm up to him, despite the fact that he had white hair and wrinkles all over his face.

The manager broke down in tears and pleaded with me, "please, my queen, forgive my attitude, please."

I heaved a sigh and then nodded in acknowledgement when the king granted me permission. "Okay, I'll forgive you for the time being, but from now on I'm going to be keeping a close eye on you and how you interact with the children in this area. in addition, you are free to leave  at this point."

It would appear that the king took a liking to me due to the manner in which I was speaking from the tip of my nose, as he indicated his approval by nodding his head and then stating, "That is the proper manner in which my queen ought to behave. I like that. It is written in the stars that you will rule the land. to reign over me as your majesty. It is time for me to go back to my fortress and get ready for the mating ceremony."

It was at that moment that I felt like my heart had stopped beating completely for a few seconds.

After that, I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and asked the king, "However, I am not prepared to do so at this time. I mean, putting aside how I feel, I have to ask you why this is happening now and why it's happening to me."

The king then placed his arms around my waist, leaned in close to my neck, and inhaled deeply before saying, "I will tell you everything on our way to the castle, but first I need to do something important."

I focused my gaze intently on him, but he did not respond to my questioning. We were followed by his men as we walked to the limousine that was waiting for us. He assisted me in getting inside, and then he sat down next to me once I was inside. He beckoned for the driver to take us to the castle by the lake with a hand gesture.

And if you asked me where it was located, I'd have to lie because I've never been there and, from what I can tell, neither has anyone else.

Pulling me to his lap, he proceeded to touch my butt only and sniff my body scent until the driver declared, "we reached our destiny, my king."