Alpha Kings Mate 소설 & 이야기

Before I could respond, the doors thundered open. A wave of scent hit me—powerful, ancient, cold. The kind of cold that doesn’t just freeze skin but carves bone. The Alpha King entered like a storm made flesh. He was taller than Kael, broader too, with silver-streaked black hair and eyes the color of lightning. His wolves flanked him, deadly and silent. When his gaze landed on me, the air grew heavier. “So,” he said, voice low, lethal, “this is the mate I’ve heard so much about.”

Yet, still I hoped the con was working. This was truly the only play I had open to myself. The Alpha King watched me for a moment, then slowly stepped down from his throne. As he came closer, I felt a familiar tug, like I could trust him. How could that be, though, when the man very nearly had my mate killed? As he came nearer, under his breath, he cursed, “What manner of trickery is this? Is she truly a witch? Have I… too… fallen under her spell?”

“Speak, then. Tell me what disaster you have brought me this time.” I forced my trembling hands to still. “Ezra has been subdued, my lord.” The words seemed to hang in the air, disbelieved. He laughed. Quietly. Cruelly. “You lie.” “No, my lord.” I lifted my gaze, just enough for him to see my face, to read the conviction in my eyes. “He is bound. Collared. The immortal alpha king’s strength has been chained beneath my hand.” The laugh stopped. For a moment, the chamber was utterly silent, as though even the earth itself held its breath. Then he stepped closer. The faint scent of smoke and iron filled my nose.

Looking at the not too familiar features up close knocked fucking breath out of my lungs. His beautifully sculpted chiseled jawline, lashes that could compete with mine and his dark hair that fell to his eyes, making my fingers itch to touch them. I could study his entire build for days and never get tired but the cocky smirk that curled up his lips and the mate scent that hit my nose threw me right back to reality. ‘Mate!’ my no-name wolf growled again, more possessively and a sob threatened to escape my lips. Alpha Alexander was my mate? No! This was probably some sick joke the moon goddess was playing with me because just how cruel will that ‘bitch’ be?

Dante snapped but the second he saw the Alpha King, he paused, bowing his head down in reverence before him. Both of them were staring at me but in different ways. Dante was staring at me with rage and anger, a malicious intent as if he wanted me dead on the spot. Whereas the Alpha King looked at me with curiosity. As if I was something porcelain he was seeing for the first time. “Do you know this man?” he asked me, ignoring Dante’s greetings. I hadn’t answered when Dante responded on my behalf… like he always did whenever I was asked something by another man. “This is my mate, Alpha. She is Alba, the Luna of Moonstone pack,” he said firmly.

Let them prepare their armies. I am Matthew, the Alpha King of the Lycans. My core is restored, my mind is whole, and my mate is finally back in my house. I will play the patient game for now. I will let her pamper me, let her scold me, and let her pretend she is only doing it for our son, but sooner or later, the fire between us will become too hot to ignore. And when that day comes, I will claim my queen, and no force in this world or the next will ever be able to tear us apart again.

And most of all, I had set my eyes on her, the woman that fate bound to me as my mate. Vexia. I had touched her and tasted her, and I can not back away from making her mine. But now all of it lay in ruins. Everything is destroyed. There he stood on his feet. His aura is towering and strong. The power radiating from him as though he had never gone. Alexander's presence sent a wave of fear and submission through the crowd. The wolves bow their heads, and voices rise in awe. The King had returned. The King of Alphas, the one I had planned to bury. He is alive and whole. My teeth clenched so hard I tasted blood.

Jamey looked perplexedly at the King. "But she is nothing. She's just an unwanted omega," Jamey said. "Not anymore," King Barakar replied. "She is mine! She is my mate!" Everyone's eyes popped out in shock at the declaration of the Alpha King. Myself, most especially.

I could see pride shine in his eyes as he glanced at me briefly. A throat cleared, “And I am sure that you know that he is Castiel Vexthorn, The Alpha King.” That name… I heard it this morning… As if on cue, I whirled around and went stiff. He… he was the Alpha King… He… Immediately, I was acutely aware of him. My mate. Or rather ex-mate. As if he could feel my gaze on him, his eyes flicked to me and they widened for a brief moment before he slipped on a mask of boredom and indifference.

So Moon Goddess forgive me but today i would punish the first criminal under my rule as King. "Alpha King Jack! You gave me no choice, i am here to punish the traitor because i could not go against you. You're plan was very clever, i gave you that! But remember this moment because even if you are the Alpha King now, but the throne will not protect you from your enemies. Like how you are fooled by your own Beta! “Give me the man who wants the downfall of my pack! Let me kill him with my own bare hands! He shouted and growl like a beast. I saw how Matias flinched but stood still. His mouth shut but his eyes are full of remorse.