Alpha Crystal And Her King

Torn

Waking the next morning, I growl at the sight of Blake standing by my bed, " hurry and get ready we have to go ", he leaves I groan falling back under the sheets. Slamming the door back open he pulls me out of bed.

Ready I'm escorted to the car. I stare out the window as we drive out of the property, I hold my stomach trying to ease my heat, casting a spell my scent is erased, but the unbearable pain stays.

Filing out of the cars Zac helps me out. He walks in front of me, blocking me from Simon's sight. We walk into the large castle like mansion, designed in red, typical vamps. I walk into the spacious meeting room with Zac, Simon following with Blake. I avoid his eyes as much as possible,
" Alpha's glad you could make it ", Vamp King Arthur stands, shaking my hand he then goes to shake Simon's.
" I heard of the engagement, when will the wedding be held? ", I smile up at him mustering all the composure I can,
" we haven't decided just yet, soon hopefully ", I take my seat Zac follows standing behind my seat, I look up to Simon sitting across from me, I look away, " I can't do this ", I mind link Blake and Zac, Zac places a reassuring hand on my shoulder. All the leaders of different realms are seated,
" forgive me but I just didn't believe my father when he spoke of a female Alpha ", I look to the man at the far end, he spoke with a thick Russian accent, his eyes shine purple, ruler of the witches,
" well now you know ", I force holding my stomach under the table,
" I didn't mean to offend if I did, I just never heard of that until now ", I nod,
" could we do what we came here for Arthur? "
" yes of course ", he nods, " lord Martian if you will ", lord Martian stands,
" recently my land has been disturbed, some of my people have been found deathly ill, but it doesn't seem contagious ", I close my eyes Simon's scent filling my nose. " my people were on look out to prevent more disturbances to our land and out of the blue they fell ill "
" do you suspect anyone Martian ", my body burns the pain filling my body, I stare down at the table my hand wrapping around my wrist, I grasp it tightly,
" not exactly but it looks a lot like witchcraft ", I look up, Martian glares at the Russian man,
" are you saying I have something to do with this? ", he teases his beard before standing,
" I don't know do you Xafe ", tension builds between the two,
" of course not, my people stay in line ", he spits back, I close my eyes as my claws protrude.
" don't be so sure of that ", Xafe slams his fist down,
" if I may step in ", Lavient stands he's the lord of the trolls, which look nothing like the ones in movies or shows.
" I have knowledge that some witches run off and hide from the controlling powers, they lead their own life to do as they please, maybe lord Martian it's a rogue witch ", Xafe raises his arms up,
" A smart man has spoken ", Martian huffs sitting, my claws dig into my wrist taking my mind from the pain, I hear a sniff, looking up Simon smells the air, behind him so does Blake, I look to King Arthur, his eyes turn red veins around his eyes show as he stares at me, I look down my claws gone, my wrist bleeds, I stand up hearing the small rumble in the back of Simon's throat,
" sorry, I'll just be a minute ", I rush out finding the bathroom, running my wrist under the water my skin heals, cleaning all the blood off my hands. Drying my hands I groan, the pain only grows worse with Simon around. I wonder if he can tell that I'm in heat, I doubt if he did he would let me feel this pain. Keeping my scent covered helps deter the other pack members so maybe he can't tell either. I sigh collecting myself I take my seat again.

" so are there any local witches that are possibly rogue ", the lord continue,
" a few are local, but rogue I'm not sure ", he lists a few families " also the Jones witch family, and Scott family ", I lower my gaze at the sound of my family name.
" Alpha Crystal aren't you a Scott ", I look at Lavient,
" she's a werewolf, her family must be wolves couldn't be her ", Martian sighs,
" no to be a werewolf you could even come from a human, aren't you also part human Alpha Crystal ", I look at the now intrigued lords,
" yes ", I slowly admit, Martian sits up,
" so you weren't born from a family of wolves? ", he asks, I shake my head,
" no ", I answer, he stares at me,
" what about human? ", his voice is a bit stronger,
" Martian calm down ", Simon says matching his voice,
" no ", I answer, he ignores Simon standing up,
" so you weren't born from a wolf or a human, who are your parents ", he walks closer,
" calm down everyone ", King Arthur stands,
" who are your parents? ", Simon, Blake and Zac growl, I stand up,
" Simon sit down ", he growls in refusal, " sit! ", my eyes shine as I look at him, he sits, I look back to Martian,
" answer the question Alpha ", I swallow hard,
" my parents... are- ", I sigh, I look him in the eye, " my parents are witches ", my body is slammed against the wall, Simon grabs Martian off me, his fist moves forward. With a slight movement of my hands, both men fly to opposite walls,
" I have nothing to do with my parents actions ", I look at Martian,
" fascinating ", Xafe mumbles,
" you are one of them ", he shouts,
" I am nothing like my family, you don't even know who's behind this ", he tries to stand but can't, " we can help you find out who's behind this but I'm not behind any of it ".

The cars pull into the driveway, the pain strong, Zac helps me out, he notices my state,
" are you alright? ", I fall to my knees groaning, I growl,
" Crystal? ", a hand grabs my face, I look up to Simon on the ground with me, my heart pounds at his touch, the pain growing,
" Alpha's don't ", Blake rushes over, the spell releases my heat now noticable, he growls as I stare into his eyes,
" Alpha's no! ", trying to pull us apart, we both growl they whine in submission,
" go ", Simon shouts, they listen, Smashing his lips on me he lifts me up, slamming me against the car I feel it dent, I laugh into the kiss. Getting inside he slams the bedroom door pulling his shirt off,
" why didn't you tell me ", he glares at me pushing me down on the bed, grabbing my dress he rips it open, " words ", he growls, nipping and sucking on my neck the pain still doesn't leave but I can feel my arousal growing.
" just fix your problem Simon ", I moan his canines sinking into my shoulder,
" you are my problem ", pulling my underwear off he growls annoyed, taking his pants off I whine, I stare at his glorious body, taking the ripped dress off he wastes no time before slamming into me, I scream at the agonizing pain.