The day was already bright, and the cock already crowed twice, yet the alpha king was yet to leave his chambers. His manservant and maidens didn’t dare enter his chambers without his permission, despite today being his wedding day.
Edward, who had his red royal robe on for the Royal wedding, noticed the servants standing around aimlessly and he drew closer to them. They saw him approach, and all stood at attention.
“Why do you all stand aimlessly on the morning of the King’s wedding?”
“He hasn’t beckoned to us yet.” The male servant holding onto the golden robe of the alpha king replied.
Edward’s brows narrowed at their response and he headed to the door, pushed it open, and stepped in.
The bedroom with its thick window curtain drawn looked as dark as ever and it was no wonder his idiot brother, the alpha king, was yet to wake. Guiding his legs to the window, he pulled the curtains apart and the light of the sun shone into the room; he moved and did it to the other two windows. Soon, light illuminated the room, banishing the darkness.
Feeling satisfied, Edward turned to the bed where his brother lay and found him wide awake. His gaze was murderous as they beheld him, but the two naked women rested on each of his arms, still slept soundly, barely bothered by the intrusion of lights.
They weren’t the first whores Xavier had entertained in the Palace, but they were the first heavy sleeping whores he ever had. Edward noticed.
“I think it’s time for you to get up.”
“And who the hell are you to think for me?” for a waking man, Xavier’s tone had so much vitality in them.
“I’m your brother, the crowned prince and your best man for today’s occasion.” Edwards then claps his hands thunderously, yanking the ladies beside him out of their beauty sleep. “Please grab your clothes and get out. Thank you.”
The naked women did as they were told and Edward watch them, making sure they had left before returning his gaze to the bed. Xavier was no longer on it though, and before Edward could think where he took himself to, Xavier grabbed him by the neck and slammed him into the wall of the bedroom, causing a crack in the wall.
“Amongst the both of us, who’s the king?” he demanded, his voice sneering into Edward’s ears.
“You are,” Edwards choked, struggling to loosen his grip on his neck, but Xavier wouldn’t let go.
“Then who gave you the audacity to come into my chambers and chase my guests out?”
“No one, but you seem to have forgotten that today is your wedding day and you should no longer be in bed.”
At his words, Xavier released him and turned towards the bed. “It’s today? I thought it was two days’ time?”
“Is this why Zara sent the girls over to me as a pleasant gift last night? I didn’t know, and didn't ask, but now it makes sense.” he mumbled to himself and Edward heard.
Edward wrapped his hand over his neck, trying to ease the pain Xavier had inflicted on it with his monstrous grip. He sighed, infuriated by the sight of his brother’s naked butt, which would haunt him for the rest of the day.
“It’s today, my king, and your bride will arrive soon. You should be in the temple before she comes.”
Edward walked over to the door and pulled it open, widening them for the servants to walk inside. Once the last servant entered the room, he shut the door.
An hour later, the alpha king stood, wearing his long, golden royal robe, neatly made with each design thought through from his neck down to his feet. The servants made his long, silky black hair into a neat ponytail before adorning him with the white lacy mantle. The royals wore the mantle, and it always served as a sign of them getting married.
Once done, the alpha king rose to his feet with grace, and his entire aura commanded reverence.
“You look like every maiden’s dream.” Edward gushed, mumbling under his breath, “but you’re their nightmare.”
Xavier cast him a glare, overhearing him, but he paid no mind.
“It’s your big day, brother. Do you wish father was here?” Edward asked, helping Xavier adjust his collar.
Xavier stared at himself in the mirror, loving the face that stared back at him. “No, I’m so glad he’s sleeping and I hope he sleeps for a very long time.”
Once an alpha attained a hundred years of ruling, he’d fall into a deep sleep that could last for two years and sometimes up to a decade. When they wake, if they wake, they receive the title of Alpha of Alphas. So far Robb Ainsworth, their father, had been asleep for the last three years and no one knew when he’d wake, but the physician and sorcerer had calculated it being before winter, which was two months away.
Xavier didn’t want his father waking up, he wanted him to pass through his sleep. And that was how much he hated him and his brother knew this.
“You don’t mean that.”
Xavier turned around and gave Edward a stare that displayed emotions ranging from pain to anger to resentment. “All he ever did was compare me to that bastard called Elliott and tell me how much better he would be as alpha king, so yes, I mean that and I hope he sleeps to death.”
Edward felt for him. This was one of the few times they talked without slamming each other into walls or tearing at each other, and he saw past his brother’s shield.
“Hopefully he wakes up, sees you’re married and his opinion of you changes.”
“Or better still, he doesn’t wake.”
A small knock came on the door and Edward hurry over to it.
“Is the king ready, my Prince?” a male guard’s voice came through as soon as the door opened.
“Yes, is the carriage set?”
“Yes, my prince.”
Edward turned back to glance at him, a happy smile on his face as if he was the one getting married. “This is it, brother.”
Xavier rolled his eyes. “Sure. Just stay out of my way and we’ll be fine.”
*****I saw 50 reads on my book and I flipped! Thank you for encouraging me! Here's another chapter!! ❤️❤️Xavier along with Edward arrived at the temple to see it crowded with people both on the inside and out, and their sight made Xavier grunt in displeasure.Once out of the carriage, they made their way into the temple, which now had a narrow pathway that led to the altar. The wedding planners had readjusted the sitting pattern to accommodate the crowd of people expected and it still wasn’t enough, despite it being an unexpected wedding.Yes, a royal wedding no matter how sudden has always seen much crowd, but he thought his would be different. He knew almost everyone present at the temple hated him and he hated every one of them right back. They knew of his feelings towards them, so he didn’t understand why they were still so many.Perhap
Unlike the ritual of most newlyweds in the kingdom, the Alpha king did not ride on the same carriage with his queen.Mia knew he still felt the resentment of being married to someone different. She’d seen the look on his face all the times he had glanced at her during the marriage ceremony earlier. Or perhaps his withdrawal could be because she wasn’t as fair or beautiful as he had expected... She wasn’t beautiful at all.It had been a long day and the worse day of Mia’s life. It had started with her losing her sister, her biggest supporter, and then losing her freedom.Flashback***“What happened to Ariel? Where is she?”“She’s dead, Mia, Ariel is dead.”Her heart sank, overwhelmed with pain at his word, and a raspy cry of agony left her mouth, already knowing the fate that awaited her but not wanting to believe it.
Thank you so much for hundred reads!! Hurray!! 🎉🎉🎉Mia felt the alpha King’s intent gaze on her as she moved her hand to the small hand of the white gown she had on. She shook from fear from the inside out because not only was he much older, he also terrified her.He was obviously hoping to see what was underneath the garment, though, but the look on his face already said he wouldn’t be impressed either way.She didn’t have the body that would blow anyone away. She wasn’t the right height or shape and she hadn’t felt insecure about it in a long time, but now, standing so vulnerable, she did.Getting married was never on her agenda, not since she turned fourteen, freedom and knowledge was. She remembered the first time she shared her dreams of travelling to the other side of the world to get an education with Ariel, and how her sister felt happy for her and su
Xavier ran his hand over Mia’s legs before letting it sink into her skin, and she shivered at his touch, whimpering in silence. This was even harder than he thought it would be. He’d had to force himself into her room after a few drinks because, according to the customary rites, they had to consummate their union on their wedding night for it to be valid. Yet, he couldn’t make his cock come alive and do the simple job. The fucking thing had a mind of its own. Perhaps it didn’t. Perhaps his cock was responding to how he felt. He didn’t want to touch her or hold her. She wasn’t his taste or class; she was the opposite of what he normally longed for in a woman. He had always picked them beautiful and fair until he met Zara, who was everything he wanted and he had cleaved to her ever since. He thought by thinking about Zara, his lover, and by replaying the images of her in his head, he’d be able to get into the moment. How wrong he was.
The chilled breeze blowing through the window brushed over Mia’s face, and her lashes fluttered to see the dawn of the day. She moaned and turned her head to the side, getting acquainted with her territory. The light illuminating her room got her better acquainted with everything in it. This was her chambers, where she’d stay unless needed and beckoned on by the king. At the thought of him, she felt a little tightening in her chest and she dragged herself to sit up in bed. Last night wasn’t a wedding night, at least it wasn’t a blissful wedding night. It was filled with heartbreak, but in the end, she fell into an ocean of confusion. Her husband had left a few marks on her skin with his claws, his teeth, his fondles, his grip. His touch was unloving and forced. He had moved to take every bit of what was his, only to change his mind without saying why. The voices in Mia’s head told her why, and it was the reason she’d known for a while now. She
Mia had since stopped crying and had got better control of her emotions, which were previously all over the place. After she returned to the living room, Lydia moved to bring her homemade remedies for her red and puffy eyes and they did magic after she used them. A knock came on the door while Lydia helped her put on the scarlet robe. She let go of the robe and headed to the door while Mia finished with the buttons of its sleeve before turning around to see who it was. “Good morning, my queen.” the tall king’s guard with dirty blonde hair and brown eyes stepped in and bowed his head. “Good morning to you, too. What can I do for you?” she asked with her tone polite. “The alpha king has summoned you to his chambers.” She felt a jolt of panic in her stomach at the words of the guard. Her eyes, however calm as she asked. “Whatever for?” “He didn’t disclose, my queen.” She nodded her head, permitting hi
“I didn’t think you would make it,” Jobe said, gratitude in his pale blue eyes as he stepped up towards Mia, pulling her into his arms for a comforting hug. “I wouldn’t have forgiven myself if I missed it.” She didn’t think the alpha king would grant her permission to leave after she got words from her father informing her that the family would hold last rites before cremation tonight. She ran into Edward, the crowned Prince, on her way back from the garden where she had received the news. He saw the torn look on her face and pressed her until she opened up. She told him about her need to be at her sister’s funeral in the evening. After spending less than ten minutes with the alpha King, he returned and informed her she had his permission to leave. Edward then offered to come along as a representative of his brother, the alpha king, who had his hands filled with royal duties, and she couldn’t say no. Although he had helped her, she didn’t trust him; he
A week later, Xavier’s eyes opened in bed, his arms still wrapped around Zara whom he had fallen asleep with last night. Her messed up blonde hair fell onto her back and a few on his hands. A smile came into his face as he heard her mumbling something to herself and his hand came up to stroke her face tenderly. This made her squirm and turn around and as she does this, her eyes fluttered and those amazing orbs of hers met his. “My king.” she breathed and a small smile came into her face. “My love,” he replied, leaning in and kissing her soft lips. She sighed and kissed back, her hands wrapping around him and pulling him closer. Her hand slid underneath the bedsheets and she found his shaft throbbing and stretching, getting turned on already. She grinned mischievously at him before pulling him towards her. She eased up to guide him inside. They share a passionate kiss as they collapsed from the heights. A few minutes pas