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Alpha King Chambers

I did not want to be here.. I did not know why I was meeting him here and to what end. Since I have been his prisoner for now over 10 years, I have never seen his chambers, nor did I ever thought I would. First off, his father captured me when I was very young.. Secondly, my powers rested on the condition of my celibacy, the old Alpha understood that, I thought to myself…Alpha King Roman was known for many things with the packs – one of those things was his prolific sex life. Most men are not saints, but Alpha King Roman had a reputation of serious philanderer. I do not recall him ever having a committed relationship. Granted, he has never found his mate, which was very unusual too.

“Ah, Beta Artemis, you are here”… a strong husky voice, belonging to Alpha King said.. Alpha, Art simply bowed, and pushed me forth. “Dragana, how lovely of you to join”.. I looked up to be met with dark blue eyes belonging to Alpha King.. “My Lord”, I said simply and bowed..

“No need for formalities.. We are all friends here tonight, and we have much to discuss”.. he smiled.. “Sit down”.. I heard the door closing behind which meant Art was gone..

Looking around the large room the only place I could sit was the bed… There was couple of chairs for decorative purposes in the corner next to some plants, but they were on the other side of the room… A very large, black onyx bed, with crisp white sheets and black bedding was in the center of the room.. Room was spacious and bright, however, decorated minimally. Predominant colors were black and white, although sigils of packs under Alpha King’s control were displayed on the large wall opposite the window, including his native resident pack, Rising Moon. Silvers and reds were the accents, the pack colors. Very few personal items were in this room, save for two large swords above the bed. I knew they belonged to his great grandfather, the one who united packs under the family rulership, mostly by executing other Alphas and ruling with iron fist. Even in history books, Spieta family was known for its ruthlessness, blood thirst and gore.. And now, I was standing in the chambers of the head of that family, Alpha King Roman.

“Dragana, he continued, his husky voice getting icier.. “I believe I asked you to sit”..

Here goes nothing I thought to myself.. Long ago, his father made my mother create an energetic, magic shield for him and any of future Alpha King of their lineage. It meant that witches as I could not read their mind, that they were protected from any type of manipulation from us. As such, despite my gifts, I could not read his thoughts or intentions. I did not like the position I was in, but my mother’s magic was unbreakable, even to me, and Alpha King surely was not willing to drop the shield. Moving slowly towards the side of the bed, I gingerly sat down, not knowing why I am here instead of our usual meeting in his office.

“It has been two years Roman continued.. You have told me two years ago that I will find a mate”..

“Yes, Alpha.. err.. Alpha King, I said nervously.. I have seen it in the reading.. You will find her.. I nodded reassuring him.. You know I have never been wrong”..

His blue eyes were glistening with silver, his steady, unwavering gaze on me.. He easily stood close to 7 feet tall, his olive skin shining under the lights falling on him.. He moved like a predator, softly but with intent and power, his every muscle budging through the simple white shirt and black pair of slacks on him.. His chestnut hair was slicked back into a ponytail, only further showcasing his strong slightly bearded jaw and chiseled face. Prominent was his family tribal tattoo, each male member of his family having one on the left side. They got more elaborate with signs and sigils higher the rank, and save for old Alpha, his was the most elaborate of all.

Bed indented significantly when he sat next to me.. I felt miniature next to him, even though I easily was 6ft myself, yet, sheer power of his aura he exuded made me feel this way. I could not shield myself from him, that was another one of benefits of my mother’s magic given to him and his line. I could fight him though and I could protect myself, and for this I was getting ready.

“There is no need for violence or defense.. Remember, we are all friends here tonight”, he said, lifting my face with his finger, making me look at him directly..

“I have been more than patient.. yet, I have no mate… You PROMISED!!”, he said emphasizing those words, “YOU PROMISED that I will have an heir and a mate. Yet, I am alone.”

“I do not control the readings.. I only translate and interpret what I see”, I said softly..

“Perhaps you were wrong.. perhaps your interpretation was wrong” he said his voice angrier, his grip harder..

“I HAVE NO SON, NO MATE!!” he roared this time, grabbing my neck and squeezing it tight.. His eyes were dark and cold as the depths of ocean and I started getting scared..

Still gripping my neck I felt his warm breath on me, his large hand pulling me closer to him.. “If I do not get a mate in next 6 months Dragana… I will still have my heir” he said menacingly staring me down.. “And, you, you will be my heir’s mother.. you will carry my son”.. he said finally releasing my neck..

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