The King Who Came For Me

Dominic’s POV

I tried so hard to resist the pull, but it was almost impossible. I had to find answers. 

Who is she? And why does the bond with her feel stronger than anything I’ve ever felt?

I heard a knock on the door, bringing me out of my thoughts. 

I knew who it was even before he knocked. 

“Come!” 

Troy, my informant paused in front of my table. 

“Good day, your majesty.” He said with a bow.

“Update?” I demanded, rolling my pen impatiently. 

Troy placed the file on my desk with confidence. I stopped rolling the pen and took the file. 

“She’s a member of Shadow Pack. The mysterious mate to Alpha Cyrus.” Troy stated as I confirmed his word from the file. 

I flipped the page. 

“I also found out that she’s a healer wolf and that’s the main reason Alpha Cyrus is keeping her.”

My jaw tightened. 

“Ask the guards to ready my car.” I said blankly. 

He didn’t ask any questions, just went ahead to carry out my order. 

I arrived at Shadow Pack unannounced. 

I didn’t come for smiles and pleasantries, not like that was ever a reason to be here in the past. But this time, it had nothing to do with business.

 My chest tugged hard, a pull I knew too well. She was here, somewhere. 

As I stepped out of my Black Rolls Royce, the pack members froze. Everyone bowed instinctively, whispers cutting through the air. No one expected me. 

I could sense their fear, raw and unfiltered. As it should be.

Without even giving a glance to the bowing people, I walked in, already heading for the Alpha’s office.

“The Lycan King is here!” someone whispered as I passed.

An Elder quickly met me at the door. “Welcome to Shadow Pack, Your Majesty,” he said with a bow. “It’s an honor to…”

I walked past him too. 

I didn’t come for that either. 

We moved swiftly, my guards flanking me. The elder hurried to catch up with us as we made our way down the hallways that led to the Alpha’s office. 

I pushed the door open without even bothering knocking.  

I frowned in disgust as I laid my eyes on him and the lady on his desk. The air in here felt polluted. A mix of sweaty bodies and that musky smell of forbidden pleasure. 

He pulled away from her immediately, buckling up. 

Cyrus eyes widened. The lady on the desk jumped down and began covering herself up. 

“Your… Majesty?” Cyrus said, trembling. A mixture of embarrassment, fear and Surprise on his face. 

The lady hurried out of the room, her head down. 

I waved my hands in the air, right in front of my nose, seeking desperately for fresh air. 

“I… your majesty. I didn’t know you were coming?” Cyrus stuttered.  

“I’m so sorry you had to see that, your majesty.” He said, embarrassed. 

He took out an air freshener from his drawer, spraying it around to cover up the musky scent in the air. 

I sat down right across from him, my eyes never leaving his. 

“Sit!” I ordered. 

“Coffee? Tea?” he asked, trying to ease the tension in the room. I waved him off.

The room was thick with tension, questions unspoken. 

“I’ve come to take what’s mine!” I said, voice low but firm.

Cyrus blinked several times, like he needed his eyes to understand what I was saying. “Your majesty. I’m sorry but what do you mean?”

“Please don’t get me wrong?” He said waving his hands in front of him. “I’m not questioning you. I’m just confused because we agreed that the loan my pack owed you would be paid in bits, annually. It’s in the documents, I can…” 

“Who said I was talking about the loan?” 

He swallowed hard, “Your majesty, please enlighten me.” 

I dropped a photo on his desk.

“Her!” 

His eyes widened in shock. 

“Bring her to me!”

“Your majesty, she’s…” 

“Don’t make me repeat myself.” 

Almost immediately, I felt a tightening in my chest.

Then, a whisper, sharp, desperate. Through our bond. 

“Stop! Please! I…someone help me!”

She didn’t need to activate the bond for me to know that she was in Danger. 

I shot up from the chair I was sitting, hurrying towards where my heart led me.

“King Dominic…” I could hear Cyrus call as he hurried to meet up. “Your majesty please…” 

I didn’t care to know what he was saying, I just kept moving. 

I rounded the corner and there she was.

Kneeling, bruised, helpless, under the wrath of a merciless woman. Every strike drew my rage hotter, sharper.

“How dare you lay your filthy hands on what’s mine?” I growled, low and dangerous, every muscle coiling, every instinct screaming.

“K—King Dominic?” Luna Vera gasped.

In anger, I unleashed my powers, slamming her hard against the wall, making sure she felt just as much pain as she had inflicted on my mate. 

She cried out in pain.

“Mother!” Cyrus roared, rushing forward as she crumpled to the floor.

“A mates duty is to protect. But you, Cyrus. You failed.” I said with a low menacing growl. 

He didn’t dare to look me in the face. 

I turned to Sage who was still kneeling, fear written all over her. “You!” I said, my voice softened just a little bit. 

“You’re coming with me!”