I fell to my knees and bowed my head and as I looked out, the rest of the pack did the same. They were once again his to command and protect. Eleric's promise was complete. I looked up into his golden hazed eyes and saw his exhaustion. I stood and s...
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*****Alexander's POV*****
I ducked my head below the wall surrounding the castle as I saw her step out onto the balcony. Her movements were quick and I could tell that her thoughts were anxious. I knew why. She was a queen destined for greatness, and every action I had taken with her had only been to ensure her of that future, but she would never know that. To her, I was a challenger to her king. To him, I was the only one worthy of considering competition. To both of them, I would spend the rest of my existence planning and fighting a war that would help them walk in their destiny together.
I glanced back towards the trees and saw a glimpse of red in the sky. The sun would soon be up and I knew that Dante would be here in less than an hour. I didn't need my guards to tell me that.
I heard Kayla turn around and her steps left her room as they headed out of it. I knew where she was going. I wondered if she had slept at all. I thought of going to her, letting her seek some comfort in my presence, but I didn't know if I wanted to be there when Dante claimed her. It was going to happen. I was sure of it. If he didn't, the alternative would be something that neither Kayla or I would like.
There was always the tiniest of possibilities that he would leave her here, but I didn't believe he would be able to do that. I saw the love in his eyes for her the moment I stepped into that room and told him of my intentions. My thoughts immediately diverted to Kathiana. Her silky black hair that brushed across my chest when we made love, her olive skin complexion that made me want to taste it every time I was in close proximity to her. No one knew. Not even Kayla. Kathiana was my beloved. My mate. How she felt that day seeing my façade of disapproval of her and Damen made my still heart feel like it was plummeting out of my chest. It had to be this way for the time being, though. I wanted her nowhere near Donovan or Damen. I had to make it look like I had vacated my throne to sit on the throne in the Shadowlands. Greta could not have an inkling of a suspicion that my intentions were to rid her body of her beautiful head.
I sighed. It was quite possible I had signed my death warrant in deciding to follow this path. Nothing about the prophecy had mentioned sacrifices that I would have to make. My queen felt like the biggest one, but I could lose my life as well. I laughed at the thought. Life. Is that what I had?
It had taken me a good decade to finally accept who I was. When Donovan left after Greta's death, Damen and I only assumed he would return. I never intended on assuming the title of king, but it felt like something that came so natural to me. Damen was fine with it at first. After all, he was content with staying gone nights at a time visiting near human towns and cities and preying on vulnerable women who were helpless against his charms. That kind of life disgusted me. I was repulsed by the idea of drinking any blood other than human blood, but I just felt like there was a much humane way of getting that supply. I found that supply through a human hospital that was not too far from my kingdom.
