What The Alpha King Wants

Europe

Rafael was hurt badly.

After the fight between him and Blake, he was still healing. Even his super healing wasn't working quickly enough.

We were on the private plane that Rafael's father owned, heading to Italy. We all decided that it was best for me and Rafael to get away and recharge.

Rafael needed time to heal. As much as he protested and wanted to go after Blake again and finish the job I Persuaded him that his life was more important to me and I needed him to heal first.

I get why we had to leave. Blake would keep attacking if we still stayed there. Rafael needed to be at his best when he fought him again.

I would rather kill myself than be with him. I would if it came down to it

I didn't want to overwhelm him by telling him I was craving blood again. It freaked me out too much and he would insist I drink from him. The last time I did it took too much energy from him. Rafael made this part easier. I hated drinking blood but Rafael helped me through it.

He sat across from me sleeping silently. The light from the windows shines through the window causing him to stir slightly.

The light playing off the light sharp angles of his face

My sister betrayed us.

I finally trusted her again and she betrayed us for Blake. I couldn't say I wouldn't have done the same for Rafael. She loved him but hundreds were killed over it.

I could never do that to our people.

"Raven I can practically hear the wheels turning in your head," Rafael said with his eyes still closed

I thought he would still be sleeping for another couple of hours

"I thought only mated couples could do that"

"We don't have to be mated for me to know what face you make when you are thinking hard about something"

He knew me all too well

"I'm sorry"

"Nothing to be sorry for. What are you thinking so hard about?"

I dropped my gaze from his

"I'm sorry that you and half of your kingdom got hurt because you're mated to me."

"Raven this is not because of you. This is because of Blake's ego. I am not sorry that you are mated to me, I can't imagine anyone else as my mate" he said in all seriousness

"Shouldn't you be resting?"

The sun was setting on the horizon. We still had another two hours before we made it to Italy

He laughed weakly

"Shouldn't I be the one that's worried"

"No, because you're the one who got hurt badly"

He opened his eyes, lowering them to the side of my ribcage

"How is it?"

I started to lift the side of my shirt so he can get a better look at it

"No it's fine, remember I already saw it"

Heat crept up my neck as I remembered he had seen all of me. Naked. I put the side of my shirt back down.

"It's better"

Even looking like he got thrown off a cliff he looked devastatingly handsome

"Did I ever say thank you for saving my life?"