The Alpha King's Hot Mate

FIAI shook my head, trying to resist the urge to turn towards the source of the voice. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fight it. I closed my eyes again, determined to finish what I started. I needed to focus, and no one should distract me.As I felt a hot gaze on my skin, I couldn't help but bite my lips. It was different this time, more intense. I couldn't ignore the fire that seemed to be burning inside me.What was happening?My own body betrayed me, and I almost gasped in surprise. It felt like someone else's warm hand was holding me, making me crave something I couldn't quite put into words.The whole place fell silent as if a terrible presence had passed by. I couldn't even hear a single scream anymore. But why?My fingers started to itch as if they were desperate to do something. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't fulfill that desire.I used to think there was nothing wrong with me, that I was just a fantasy. I didn't need to hold myself back from being who

FIANervousness and fear swirled in my mind like a liquid current, blending together. However, amidst the chaos, a strange whisper in my brain ignited a peculiar strength within me.A damn wolf is ready to engage in her twisted game. My emotions are shifting, transforming into something I shouldn't become. Once again, the whisper persists.Run."Why, you little coward? Are you afraid of your king's bite? It's etched all over your face." The mocking face stands before me, his sneer piercing through my being. I despise what I see, yet I can't tear my gaze away from his burning eyes, filled with both lust and desire."I couldn't care less about your empty words, King." However, my body tenses as his finger inches closer to my slowly healing wound. Without warning, he presses his sharp nail against it, causing it to reopen and blood to flow.His eyes darken even further, and I realize that the sight of blood is like a drug to him. Strangely enough, I find myself yearning to let it all dra

FIA"I've never wanted a man so bad in all my life," I whispered softly, and I knew it was the truth.I have never wanted a man in my entire life."Yes, I know, my queen, but now you're naked for me." His gaze skipped down my bare body, resting on my pussy and then back up.I can feel the warmth of his gaze traveling through my whole body."I'm still wearing my sandals, so I'm not totally naked," I said jokingly, not expecting it to be taken seriously.He twisted in place to glance at my feet and saw that I was still wearing my sandals."Yes, you are. We'll not worry, my queen, because I have a remedy for that."He shifted his position, settling himself between my legs, and proceeded to undo the strap of my sandal. Once my sandal was off, all I could hear was the loud thud of it hitting the floor.However, my focus quickly shifted as I began to feel the gentle sensation of his lips showering my right foot with sweet kisses.A ticklish sensation started to creep up my thighs as his tend

FIA"They're here!" My mom's bewildered exclamation jolted my father's spirit into action, and he swiftly sprang into motion.He hastily lifted a wooden plank from the floor, revealing a small hole that was just big enough for me to squeeze through. It served as a secret tunnel leading to a tiny room or basement that my father had personally customized.I always wondered why he insisted on creating these small rooms in every house we lived in.I assumed that he used them to hide important information or materials, but as I peered into the room now, I noticed a small bed and various food items neatly arranged along the wall. There were also other objects that seemed intentionally placed for the use of whoever resided inside."Come on in, my daughter," my father whispered softly, prompting me to glance at my mother, who simply smiled reassuringly as if to say that there was nothing to fear."Alright, Fia, your father and I will join you later," she added. I don't know why, but I couldn'

FIAI did not hear my father scream, but I only saw the tension in his jaw and how he looked up in pain.The king's words hit me hard, leaving me with a mix of anger and frustration. It was infuriating to hear someone speak words I disliked and show no respect towards me. The lack of conscience and mercy in his actions only highlighted how terrible he truly was.My mother's desperate cries filled the air as she fought against the king's men, trying to free herself from their grasp. But no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free.Meanwhile, the king seemed unfazed, casually removing the nail embedded in my father's shoulder. It was a gruesome sight, with blood gushing out from the deep wounds inflicted by this monstrous king.To make matters worse, the king expressed his disdain for my father's blood, commenting on its foul smell. He even took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the blood off his fingers. It was a disgusting display of his arrogance and cruelty."