Book 1 in The Royal Moon series - Arrogant, rude, and violent, sums up all the characteristics of King Alexander Black. One nite out, drunk and wolf-less changes her life, forever.
The Ripper King meats a broken she-wolf and two worlds collid...
"For there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first."
― Suzanne Collins
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Alexander POV
Betrayal is the end result of trusting someone, it's an instant feeling, like acid that is poured onto your heart. I tried to understand why she did it, I tried to fight it before it hit me. It was written all over her face, I saw the knife before she even had the chance to stab it in my back. Her eyes, which were once filled with understanding, love, friendship, and care, were now replaced with hate and anger.
Her bloodshot eyes were quite pleasing, as they stared at me in shock. She is the one who started this, she is the one who stopped me from going after Mitch, and she is the one who tried to stab me.
I hate her, every fucking piece of her. How could she have done this? Guess that's what you get for trusting someone.
Bitch!
"William, I need an update." I mind linked William, hoping it was not too late.
"This is fucked up, Alex. Mitch is here. She is going with him, willingly." He linked back. I could feel my heart sink in fear, he will surely kill her. That fucking bastard.
"Don't you dare let her go. You hear me, William!"
"She commanded me, Alexander. There is nothing I can do." I could tell he was struggling, but how can I understand? Wouldn't he just try to resist?
"William, please," I begged. The desperation in my own voice made my stomach clench. "Just get here." He linked back, cutting me off.
So much for having a fucking Beta.
The clouds gathered above us, indicating that the storm is about to hit. I could smell it, the earthy smell of rain being drawn in by the earth beneath my feet. The sky darkened, as the sun found it's own hideout from the scene below. Like the sky above me, it felt like the last ray of hope was just taken, turned off, and forgotten.
"Just kill her." Zane spat out, cutting me from my thoughts.
Her pulse was hitting my fingers, as I held her neck firmly between my hands. Pressing out the air from her lungs caused her breathing to become desperate. She scratched my arms, trying to loosen my grip, idiot.
