The Alpha King

Adonis

When my mom hugs me for the sixth time, I try not to back away. She knows I don't like physical touch. She should know that at least. 

"It's good to see you, Adonis Xavier," my mother pulls me tight against her. I grimace. I love my mom, yes, but she's being to lovey-dovey now. She slaps me across the face. The crisp sound echoes across the room. My mother had hit me hard enough to snap my neck to the side. I turn back to hurt, my face blank. 

"Why the fuck aren't you visiting more often? You think because you're the big bad Alpha King that you get to ignore the woman who pushed you out of her? You're to busy for the only woman who's ever loved you? Besides your sister, and even then she thinks your too annoying and stuck up for your own good!"

"That's harsh," I replied. "Love you too, mother. Where's father."

She rolled her eyes and then pointed in the general direction of my father's office. I had an inkling of an idea of what he was going to propose to me today, but there were other things he could ask of me. 

I pushed open the door. My father was seated at him desk, his glasses on his nose and in front of him was a computer. Which he was furiously typing on. 

"Adonis," he said in way of greeting. "Take a seat." He didn't once glance up at me as I moved to the seats in front of his desk. I clenched my jaw, determined not to say anything bad this time. I stared around his blank office. A casual fireplace that I've never seen put in use. Above that was a portrait of our family that was taken a long time ago. To the left and right of the fire place was bookshelves filled to the brim of books. His desk was smack dab in the middle of the room. He had a small picture of my mother and him hugging on the corner of his desk. And that was it. 

We sit in silence for a moment. "As you know," he begins and I can already tell where this is going. I know what he is going to say, and I know that I won't like it. At all. "The Ball is coming soon. You don't have a mate."

"And I'm still not seeing the point of this," I grumbling. My father snapped his gaze up to me, fire burning in his eyes. I clenched my jaw effectively shutting me up. I didn't come here for a fight with my father. That would end up with us destroying the palace. I didn't want that. 

"You know the laws," he snarled viciously.

"And you know I've never cared for them. I'm King, you should know that the laws don't concern me," I snapped at him in return. I clench my fists around the arm rests of the chair

"Yes, they do, Adonis. As far as the kingdom is concerned," said my father. He relaxed back into his 'I don't give a shit' persona agin.

"I don't want a mate," I replied, copying his change in demeanor. 

"I don't give two fucks about what you want, this is about maintaining your public appearance. What will every pack say about the Alpha King with no mate? How will that look on our family. If you don't want to do your fucking job, your sister is quite qualified for the Alpha, I'd say," my father said. 

I start to say something but he growls, effectively shutting me up. 

He sat forward is his seat, leaning closer to me. I clenched my jaw at the invasion. "You're going to go to the ball, whether you like it or not, and you're going to find you're mate, and if you don't," he shrugs leaning back and sliding his reading glasses on as he turns his attention back to his computer. "Your sister would be more than happy to inherit the throne from you." 

The my father continues clicking away at his computer. A clear dismissal. I jerk upright and then walk out the room, feigning calmness. 

My jaw is clenched so tight it starts to ache. I pass my mother in the kitchen as she sips from her wine. "I see it went well then?" 

I snarl in answer. 

When I hit the outside, I shift immediately. 

I've always loved the feeling of being free. The wind going through my wolf, Hades's fur, the feeling of dirt and twigs underneath my paws. 

'Your father isn't the king, you know,' Hades commented. 'You are. Start acting like it.'

"Be that as it may, Hades, he's still my father," I replied to him. Sometimes, when Hades speaks in my head randomly, he scares the shit out of me. Other times, when I speak to him, it feels like he gives my brain a bite. And not a love bite. 

'I'm failing to see how that changes anything,' said Hades. I sighed internally. Sometimes, Hades was kind of an idiot. 'I will make you run into a tree.' 

I sent him a mental picture of me holding my hands up in surrender. Hades snorts. 

Then he freezes. 

"What?"I ask as we sniff the air. The sweet scent of mangoes and vanilla fill the air. 

'You smell that too right?' asked Hades.

"We're basically the same person," I said. 

'Mate.' Fuck. Fuck. Fuckidity, fuck, fuck, fuck. Hades takes off in the direction of the smell. 

"Hades listen to me, we both don't want a mate, seriously. Fuck! Hades, stop just---" The sight of a small house stops me short. If my mate was actually living in there, I felt the overwhelming urge to save her from that hellhole. 

'They're not in there,' my wolf whimpers.

Good, I think to myself.  The house had trash littered across the front lawn. The steps to the front door were moldy and cracked. The deck was in worse shape and so was the door. I shrunk back in the tree line as I watch a man stumble out the door. 

"Where the fuck did she go. I'mma kill her. Fucking half-breed," he stutters over his words. I watch as he trips over his feet and falls flat on his face, an empty beer bottle slips from his hand and crashes to the ground shattering in his shit. "SHIT!" He screams and then proceeds to stumble back into his dump he must call home. 

'If that's her fucking father,' Hades growls threateningly. I could only send him an image of me nodding me head in agreement. 

I had to agree. Even though I didn't want a mate, I couldn't help but want to get her out of there. I took control for a second and sniffed the air. Her smell was definitely, there, but it was weaker at the moment. It was as if she was there a few minutes ago, but now she wasn't. She must've ran away. Good for her. 

'We should go look for her,' Hades said. 

"Not tonight. If she doesn't come to the ball, we'll look for her," I promised him. Hades bowed his head in disappointment. 

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A/N  WOMP WOMP. I've never written one of these kind of books, so please just bare with me here. If you guys see some sort of mistake, please point it out and I will try and fix it as soon as I can. I do't know much about these kind of stories; I've just gotten hooked on werewolf-y stories so anything will help! Thank you!

-Avery