The Alpha King

Harper

I felt guilty for sleeping in his room. Why? I felt like I was stealing away his private space of his sanctuary from him. If I had freedom, I'd want my room to be my safe haven. 

I stood from my place on the couch, slowly pulling the blanket of of my body. I folded it and gently placed it over the back of the couch. I didn't want to make a mess of his room. Then, ever so quietly, I tip toed towards the door, like a spy. A spy that stumbles a lot. 

I was a spy. I couldn't help the giggle that bubbled up from my throat. 

"Where are you going, darling?" Adonis's voice drifted across the room. I woke him up! He was going to kill me! Goddess! I was going to die. I watch him flick on the lamp by his bed. 

Or was I? All this man had shone me since I met him not even four hours ago was kindness. 

But I still couldn't stop my bodies frantic trembling and my whimpers. I took a deep breath as I backed up to the door. "I'm s-sorry, Your Majesty---"

"Adonis," he interrupted. I think he was smiling. 

"Adonis, I-I didn't mean to w-wake you up," I said weakly. 

"I haven't been asleep," he admitted. His large form gracefully stood from his bed stalking his way over to the couch before plopping himself down. 

I froze. He hasn't been asleep this whole time? Does that mean he heard me singing, 'Escape, (The Pina Colada Song)'? Whoops. Maybe that's what woke him up. 

"Was it because of me? I'm s-sorry. I should probably leave, I'm o-only being annoying." I turned poised to head out the door when I felt two large, strong hands wrap around my waist. 

"First," Adonis whispered as he picked my small body up like a child and carried me to his bed. He plopped me down very unceremoniously, then proceeded to wrap me up. I giggled at him. He had a small smile on his face. "It wasn't because of you; you have a very... interesting choice of songs though, but I had been awake to make sure no one comes through that door and wakes you up." I blushed and covered my face. He gently tapped my hands, probably telling me two uncover my face.

"Second," he continued, "You don't need to apologize to me, darling. Third, you're not leaving. Who would sing the 'Pina Colada Song' to me?"

I blushed furiously as I laugh wholeheartedly. I had been blushing a lot lately, and I wash sure I wasn't going to stop any time soon. 

"Me," I said. "I'll record it for you."

He smirks lightly. "Here you go, Darling. The bed will be much more comfortable for you than the couch."

"But... but where will you sleep?" I asked him. I was concerned. Was I taking his bed? Was he going to sleep on the couch? That would uncomfortable for his height. 

"Where do you think I should sleep?" He asked me, his head cocked in curiosity. 

I blushed as his gaze seemed to pierce my soul. "Where- wherever you w-want." 

Maybe that was the wrong choice of words, maybe it wasn't. Because in the next second, Adonis was lying on the bed with me, far enough away fro me to be comfortable, but close enough for me to feel his warmth seeping through the covers. 

His finger gently reached out, so slowly I thought he was going to fall asleep, and brushed a strand of my hair away from my face. 

"Can I braid your hair?" He asked gently. 

"I-I... yes," I said. I sat up and turned away from him so he could brush out my hair. He scooted closer to me. His warm hands engulfed my mass of hair (not a lot) and split it into three parts. I felt his hands moving, slowly braiding the length of my hair. When he was finished, I felt him wrap a ribbon or something around my hair. 

"There you go," he whispered. His hand gently brushed down my back, stopping way before my buns. 

"Thank you." I felt my cheeks heat up. 

I laid back down and curled up in a ball. He placed the covers back over me. He whispers a soft goodnight, and that's all I hear before the darkness overtakes me. 

***

I've never had nightmares. I don't think I have, actually. Maybe I have and I don't remember. But in my dream, it starts off as a sweet melody of a dream. But then, it all goes to nothing, and barely visible there, in this... nothingness, was a pair of giant eyes, unmoving. They stare at me and---

Suddenly, in my dream I have to pee. Really, really badly. 

I wake up, in real life, to a giant weight above me. Adonis lies on my chest, his giant arms wrapped around me. Even though the room was cold and my nose was halfway frozen, I was genuinely warm. I wiggled a little bit, and immediately, the Alpha King shot off me. 

"I'm so sorry, darling, are you okay?" The fear that radiated off of him was palpable. He looked at me worriedly, as if he was afraid I was hurt. 

Was someone besides Jameson starting to care for me?

I giggled a little bit. "I'm fine. I just really need to pee." I froze right after the words left my mouth.    I could feel the blush make it way up my neck. I covered my face. 

I hear Adonis breath a sigh of relief. "Do you remember where the bathroom was?"

"Yes," I whispered, still completely mortified that I had just announced that I needed to pee in front of a man I met only last night. 

I quickly jumped out the bed, stumbling a little, before running to the bathroom. I did my business and walked out. Adonis was sitting on his couch, a book opened in his hands. 

"What are you reading?" I asked. 

Adonis glanced up, his eyes scanning me slowly and his brow furrowed. "Little Women. We need to go find you some clothing until we can get some for you."

Aw. He was reading Little Women. 

"I-I can just go back to my house and pack up a suitcase," I suggested. I watched as he stiffened. He seemed to have been having an internal warfare inside of his mind. WAIT! Maybe he was talking to his wolf. 

Adonis nodded stiffly. "But I'm coming with you, okay?"

I opened my mouth to argue.

"Please darling," he pleaded. He gently encased my hands with his owns, slightly pulling me forward so I was standing in between his legs. I blushed. 

"Okay."