THE CHOSEN ALPHA QUEEN

Eight years ago Sarah Connor woke up in the middle of the night. She lifted her head off the pillow, reaching for her mate who was suppose to be sleeping next her. There was no one and the sheets were cold. Groggily, she lifted herself up looking around.

"Legolas?" She asked looking around the room.

No answer.

Sarah shrugged and lay down again. He was probably just working late. But she could have sworn they went to sleep in each other's arms.

The next day while Sarah was wandering around the mansion looking for her mate, she had yelling and whimpering from the office.

"What's that?" She wondered, walking towards the office. There was something exciting that Sarah wanted to share with her mate but since she hadn't seen him for a while, she hadn't had the chance yet.

When she got to the door, she raised her hand to knock. Her fist paused before knocking.

Something was different. Sarah lowered her fist and strained her ears to listen. She knew from the many times that Legolas and she spent in the office, the office was pretty much soundproof if you were talking. 

The air began to thicken around Sarah and started to pull at her mind. Her hands reach for her temples as her ears began to buzz. Witchcraft, she thought as she blink back the tears towards the door. Sarah has a feeling that her mate was in trouble and her wolf whined trying to get to him.

"Lego!" She called out reaching for the door as her body was pulled to the ground. She played crumpled on the ground, not having the energy to get up or move. It was magic pulling her to the ground. She could feel it trying to infiltrate her mind but it had little to no success. It wasn't targeted on her.

Sarah could hear roaring from inside the door which cause her to force her way to the door. Whoever was practicing witchcraft was targeting her mate, the Alpha king. She reached forward grabbing onto  stone floors to pull her self closer to the door. It took all the strength she had to pull her body forward. It felt like her body was full of cement and not organs.

When she reached the door, she attempted to reach up to grab the door handle, but she found her arms weren't long enough. She would have to sit up to get the door open.

Luckily it wasn't that hard when the thick molasses-like arms dispersed. Sarah smiled. Her mate must have stopped the witch. As quickly as she could, she stood up and open the door. Was she found inside wasn't a pretty sight. Legolas, her mate, was passionately kissing petite brunette like he had been deprived of water until he found her. 

"Lego!" She called.

His head snapped to her. Legolas normal soft, blue eys only held hatred when they met Sarah. A low, warning growls was released when he took a breath in.

"Witch," he growled.

"What?" Sarah ask as she did not understand why he said that word to her and not the obvious witch beside him.

"I can see right through you," he said, stalking towards Sarah.

She backed up in fear. This was her mate. She supported her mate through everything and had calmed him down when he was beyond pissed. But she had never been on the receiving side of his anger. "What do you mean, Lego?"

"Don't call me that," he growled into he had her backed up in a corner. "I'm not your mate, or your liver. It's Alpha for you."

"What are you talking about?" Sarah reached out to soothe her mate and run her fingers down his jaw like she does when he is mad.

Legolas stopped her hand before it touched his face. "I know all about your little scheme to seduce me. I know you put a spell to make me feel mating tingles."

"I'm not a witch, lego," Sarah started. "We've known each since we were children."

"Stop lying to me!" Legolas roared, picking Sarah up by the neck and tossing her across the room in the desk.

She whimpered, lifting her face. Her mate hurt her! Sarah's wolf push forward to defend them as she felt her injuries. There could be a few broken ribs and definite bruising.

"Legolas!" The brunette called him, as she whimpered, running over to him. "Are you okay?" Did that witch hurt you?"

"I'm fine baby," Legolas softly said to the girl. "Don't worry, Yuna. Once I dispose of this imposter…" he spat at Sarah. "I cab introduce you to the kingdom as the true moon goddess."

Yuna smiled sweaty at Legolas before turning to face Sarah and smirking. "Bye-bye birdie," she whispered into Sarah's mind.

"Please, Lego," Sarah tried as she got up. "I'm not the witch. She is! I would never betray you."

"Shut up, slut!" Legolas growled, pulling Yuna behind him as if Sarah had the strength to hurt his new found mate.

"Just hear me through, Lego. I would never hurt you, I barely know how to use make soup and you think I could perform high-level spell to trick you into being my mate?"

"That's exactly what you did. You took everything I had for my mate for yourself. You're selfish and deserve to be punished for your crimes," Legolas started, pulling Yuna into his side. She smiled up at him and curdled into his warmth.

Sarah felt a dagger was been plugged into her. It dug depper into her soft heart when Yuna ran her hand up Legolas's chest. He purred and Sarah lost it.

She rushed forward to prey this witch away from her mate. But Legolas didn't allow her close. He threw his hands and claws forward. Sarah stumbled backward reaching for her face.

Three deep cut ran jaggedly from her jaw, over her right eye and to her forehead. They were going to leave scars for the rest of Sarah's life. A reminder that her love wasn't strong enough to keep a witch from casting a spell on the wolf she loved. Her own wolf curled up in the corner of her mind as tears escape from Sarah's good eyes.

"Guards!" Legolas bellowed before checking over Yuna for any wounds. When he didn't find any, he curdled Yuna close, ignoring the sobbing from the corner of the room.