Fighting for Dominance

The Alpha King: 12

I still couldn't grasp how things happened so fast, at first one of Council's member who pointed a gun at me and wanted to play russian roulette, who's name was Liam, then the next second, the Alpha King had saved me.

I owe him my life. He insisted to take matters into his own hands from this day on and by doing so, he'll be the one to secure the Alpha of the rogues' well being. Though it felt... weird... It felt like I had a connection with him.

I'm scared to say it but... what if it's true? What if he is my mate? Since I'm a half breed werewolf since my mother was a human, the pull isn't as strong as the regular mate bonds. But he's an Alpha King... he should know better if I am indeed his mate or not.

Alpha Kings are known for not having a mate, if they do however, it's a blessing from the moon goddess herself. Alpha King meant ruling alone in your lonely throne. And having a Queen by your side was one of the greatest blessing a kingdom could receive.

But he hasn't said a word since we left, I am in his dominion, in his kingdom, his pack, his people. And yet he refuses to be in the same room as me.

The pull in my chest was hard to ignore, it was like clawing my insides begging to be touched and marked. I can only imagine how harder it is for him for he's an Alpha and not just a regular one but an Alpha King. Thrice the dominance, the possessiveness, the stubbornness and the power he has.

And there, I have felt something I've never felt in a long time; the feeling of peace, the feeling of comfort in your home. His presence was enough to soothe my worries and anxiety. It's as if I can almost hear his wolf's howls begging for my wolf to be near his.

I closed my eyes and thought of the things I pledged before all of this happened. I never wanted a mate, I had responsibility; my own pack. They need me. They are still rogues and without me, they are harder to tame and control than your normal wolf packs.

I worry about them, but I still don't want to open my connection with them. By now, I'm sure our hunting and tracker wolves knows by now that I'm in longer the possession of the Council and they might make a move, but this is the Alpha King. They won't stand a chance. They'll be slaughtered on the spot.

I know they won't give up on me that easily, they will try and risk their lives for me. That's why I know I have to go, even if I wanted to stay in his care...

"What is it that you want with Lukas?" I looked at the carpet I was kneeling on as Alessandro, the Alpha King, sits on his throne.

"Finally, someone who knows what right questions to ask." I admit, he isn't like any other. I couldn't look at him, not because I was afraid he might hurt me, instead I was afraid to look because of the emotions I feel whenever our eyes would meet.

I didn't know if I could trust myself when I'm with him.

The feeling of warmth that surrounded my chest whenever my wolf's presence would feel his, the enchanting feeling of being lost in someone's stare, his soothing voice, it was all overwhelming me.

He felt... familiar. Like an old friend. A trusted comrade. My subconscious and rational side of me knew I shouldn't trust
him, but my wolf just knew she could. That we could. That he'd never do anything to harm us. It felt as if his soul is destined to be embarked on mine.

"I'm not here to play games with you, rogue. Answer my question or you will be severely punished." I finally looked up to him and I felt my breath quickened.

With my sharp eyes, I looked up to his cold and emotionless ones. They didn't reflect what I had thought he was feeling, it was the complete opposite. My heart hurt at the thought.