The Blonde Alpha

ELEVEN

"Is it just me or does Spain give you a glow." I exclaimed standing in the covertable and letting my hands flair out to my sides.

"I mean, is it just me or is everything so much more warmer , so much more happier." I smile.

"If you repeat" is it me" one more time I swear-"

"Untwist your underwear Bloom, I'm just having fun."

Untwist your underwear huh! You don't hear me saying that everyday.

"Weren't you angry with me the whole plane ride here? And now you are smiling like I just gave you the world."  He whispered, " girls."

He turned towards me, the sun hitting his face perfectly, his eyes shielded by his glasses but his smirk could still send me to seventh heaven.

I sit back in the seat and turned to face him, " I'm not angry, who am I to to be angry that you left me? I am no one to you." I gave him a smile, and slipped my glasses back on.

"Now are you going to tell me why we are here?"

Bloom pulled in to a hotel and jumped out, handing his keys to the valet and walked to my side, opening my door and leading me out, his hand placed on the bottom of my back, just above the material on my dress, now I completely regret wearing a backless top, it's true he can not feel anything...and honestly I shouldn't be feeling anything either but my mind, it's telling my there is sparks.

He unconsciously moved his thumb in a circular pattern around my skin,causing me to take in a sharp breath as I felt my body betray me and millions of small bumps erupted around my skin.

"You actually have to stay indoors at all time."

"What?" I squeaked.

"There is an Alpha meeting happening here."

My eyes widened just as my mouth dropped.

After several embarrassing seconds I manage to gather my mouth of the floor.

"You brought me to a place crawling with Alpha's including Royals!" And my dad.....but he didn't need to know that.

He shook his head and sent a smirk my way, " I needed to come here for work, and since you stick by me like a leech, you here as well."

We entered a glass elevator and went up a couple of levels, each level higher in this hotel made my level of anger rise.

Maybe this is why they call me the fiery princess , red hair, fiery attitude, and anger levels 0 to 100 in a second.

"Honestly ," I clench my teeth, " if I'm such a burden you could have left me in that taxi, no one asked you to return ."

He stood on the opposite side on the elevator staring at me.

"If I left you, where would you be now? Probably caught by royal guards and locked up somewhere. You should be grateful, I scooped you of the streets."

The elevator chummed and the doors open, a young couple walked in. Definitely human from their scent.

"Where ever I would be, at least I won't have Mr NaggyPants whining in my ears all of the time."

"Naggy pants, how original sweetheart."

"Listen Bloom."

"Just shush Rojo."

I let out a angry sound and turns my body away from him and looked out of the glass, completely ignoring him until we reached our level.

We walked out of the elevator and took a turn to our room, when the young man from the elevator interrupted us.

"You two should just have sex already."

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I looked at my self in the bathroom mirror, the yellow blonde eye was fading now, one more wash and it would be truly gone. I missed it, my red hair was the only thing that actually belonged to me and not my siblings.

I love them all, no lie. But the life of a princess or prince is not right. Normally every child after the first born in Just backups for the eldest. But it our family, my dad was just as messed up as Craig.

He met a beautiful women in the village one day, he instantly fell heads over heals in love with her. And which women could resist the charms of a future king. They weren't mates. But that didn't stop them, witches all around the world feared dad, each either owe his a favor or will do a favor just to get on his good side. With the help of a witch dad and the village women after marriage had their first son, formally known as Prince Lucious Damian Dela Rosa, the future king of Werewolves.

I turn on the shower to like warm water before jumping into the shower.

Two years after meeting the village women and having luca, dad found his mate , my mum. After one heated romantic night, my mum became pregnant. And if fate couldn't be more twisted , the village women was pregnant as well. Both Zinan and I were born on the same day, the day of the war against rogues, the day dad wasn't even home. Still till date. No one really knows whether Zinan or I were born first. The doctor who delivered me was sent to the war to help injured soldiers, he didn't make it back. Dad chose that Zinan Hero Dela Rosa was to be second in line to the throne- so that Incase Luca does die, we will still have a man to lead. What faith.

That's how Zain became known as the back up , then comes me, the red head princess, my red hair coming from our great great paternal grandma.

Like Shakespeare, tragedy always follows and one day both the village women and mum were found dead, torn apart in their respective bedroom.

Dad said it was rouges.
That's what he said.

I turned of the water as I mentally turned off my mind, those memories weren't something I want to think about, the more I thought the more angry I feel.

"What the hell did I do."
I quickly wrapped a towel around me .

Retreating from the bathroom I fell into one of the double beds, Bloom was long gone to the meeting, and in these two hours my nerves started to crawl on me.

Running away wasn't going to solve anything. Yes I traveled and saw more then someone like me would have seen in a life time. Yes I found my mate but we can never be... dad will never forgive me for this.

Maybe I should...
No...

The sound of the door card sounded before the door unlocked and Bloom came strolling in, he quickly unfastened his tie and ran his hands through his gelled hair.

"Something is wrong."

He let out a heavy breathe and turned to face away from me, muttering profanities underneath his breath.

"Wow bud, you need to calm down." I exclaimed sitting up and looking at him as he ran his hands through his blonde locks in utter frustration.

I got up and walked towards him, slowing turning him around to face me, "what happened Bloom?" I asked.

"Don't worry about me Rojo, I'll be fine."

"Well I am worried Bloom, talk to me."

He turned around and let out a breathe.

"The king wants to search every piece of pack land, says he is looking for his sons mate...but I think-"

"He is searching for me."