Chapter 6

AMY 

“I am afraid I am not Alpha Flint!” I said to him boldly.

If I should remember correctly, the Lycan king is the alpha to all alphas. He is the most respected of all the wolves, and if that is the case.

I don't have an answer for this man before me anymore.

“Don't get this all wrong, Amy. I had rejected you, but it was for a reason. I was trying to protect you and the clan.” He stated, and I was doubting if I heard right.

“Something is meant to be done before this bridge can be crossed, and I don't want you to make any mistakes.” He added

“You can go with him or accept him when I am still making plans for us. You are a beautiful and strong woman, and I promise to give you everything and anything you want and need!” He said,

I could only stare at him and wonder where all these words were when I needed them the most. I have starved for the words, the exact words he was saying, but they never came through.

And now he is shamelessly confessing to me. To do what? To reject my second mate and be his puppet

How selfish and self-centered his words were! Seeing his true self and color was something I never anticipated it to be like.

He is full of disgust, and I can't believe he can be so heartless.

“Alpha Flint, do you love me?” I asked, and I could feel my neck hair raising as a result of Charles's glare.

He was glaring so hard at me, thinking I was going to get along with Doubt, judging from my question and reactions.

Flint smiled triumphantly as he stared at Charles and back at my face.

“Yes, I had been falling in love with you since you were a child. I have watched how strong and selfless you have grown to be.” He said and tried to be cool.

He reached forward to hold my hand, but I instantly stepped backwards. I didn't want him to have any ideas as he was giving his excuses!

“I was overjoyed knowing you were my mate, but circumstances didn't allow me to claim you. I had to reject you to keep you safe from my parents and the clan policy.” He said, and I sighed.

Nothing makes sense. He was the alpha; he could have stood his ground for me if he wanted, but he never did.

Has he forgotten how he poured my hot tea and cold coffee and kicked me off or slapped me across the face for his devilish fiancée, Kiara?

He stopped at nothing to humiliate me, just like everyone else. He never comforted me or helped me, and now I should miraculously believe he had me in mind.

“You had a murder case on your hands, and I had to wash that clean before making you my woman! It is the right thing to do for every alpha!” He added, and I sighed.

“Murder! Because your aunt lied about me seducing her husband and killing him intentionally!” I said, and his face was void of emotions, and his lips betrayed him.

“The same uncle you all know was a violent drunk. The same uncle who has never been responsible! Every time he smells like alcohol, you think I should believe your words.” I asked him.

“Alpha Flint, I am sorry. I have accepted your rejection, and I have…” I said, paused, and stepped back with Charles and held his hand firmly.

And I have accepted my new mate.” I said, and his face turned pale. He was swarmed with a series of emotions at the same time.

Angry, frustrated, disappointed, and sad. Everything was obviously the emotions he was going through, but he swallowed his words for the umpteenth time before turning around.

I thought he was going to leave without a word, but he got to the door and turned back again.

“Charles, don't you dare think she is yours. I will come for her, and of course, she will always come with me because I am her destined mate!” He said, and I was stunned.

I thought he would gather some shame and leave, but he still left some shameless words behind! What sort of a man is he!

“Bring it on, Flint!” Charles said, and I could tell they both just declared a big war or a small war, but of course, it's a war.

Is Flint really going to risk it all just because of his ego? He lost me, and he doesn't want to accept defeat.

He rejected me first; he pushed me into the dungeon to my death, and he is still fighting so hard to possess me!

What have I done in my past to deserve meeting him at all? He made my life a living hell, and when I think I've found a breakthrough, he wants to come back again.

I angrily left and banged the door. My heart skipped a beat, and cold enveloped me as I could finally breathe as he left.

Before I could hit the bed, Charles lifted her in his arms like a princess and smiled.

“Thank you for choosing me! You will never regret it!” He said, and I blushed so hard as I buried my head in his chest.

I have never experienced being carried or cherished like he just did! He came through when I least expected it, and he is now the best thing I have ever had.

While he was still holding me, the doctor and his Beta rushed in. “King Charles! Are you…?” they questioned, but he was quicker.

“Arrange her papers and meet me in the car; we are leaving!” He instructed them without thinking of letting me down from his arms, and I could only hide away in embarrassment.

“Okay, sir! Danford said, and Charles left the room, carrying me like an egg. I protested a little, knowing we would be meeting a lot of people as we walked, but he bent his head slightly, and his breath hit my neck.

“You are my queen. I will not be embarrassed to go around with you like this!” He said in the deepest and most romantic voice I have ever imagined.

What is this again? A rom-com?