Broken

Chapter 2

Adrian's POV
Three years.
I've been searching for my mate for three years.
These past three years have been the worst three years of my entire life. I haven't wanted anything more before.
As I sit on my throne I can only imagine my mate sitting on my lap for the important occasions where she would be in this room. I didn't get her her own throne because I don't want her in this room when people walk in and out, staring at her. She will be mine to look at and cherish. Not anybody else's. She will only be in this room for those to look at when it is a necessity and she will be on my lap so I can protect her.
My Beta walks in with a man who has blood shot eyes and a bunch of scars.
"What should we do with this petty thief, Alpha King?" I looked over the man and waved my hand.
"Cut off his hand and keep in the dungeon for two weeks," I said nonchalantly. I also don't want my mate here when I'm sentencing people. She doesn't need to know what kind of monster I am.
I watched as the thief was dragged off to the room specifically for amputating parts of the body for punishment screaming his head off and yelling at me to show him mercy. I rolled my eyes and I leaned back further into my throne.
After about fifteen minutes by Beta, Matt, comes back wiping his bloody hand with a blood stained towel.
"Alpha King, there was a Alpha Victor from Blue Moon pack was found murdered this morning. His Beta, Beta Jeremy, asked for you to comfort the pack about this hard time." Matt said. I nodded my head.
"Fine. Get the car ready and I'll be there in five. Maybe my mate is there," I said in a monotone voice knowing well enough that I already checked there and she isn't there. Matt have a sympathetic smile and left to follow orders. I let out a sigh and started to daydream about what it would be like when I finally have my mate in my arms.