Alpha King's Brutal Love

Chapter 27

Aylee's POV

I am standing so close to him. And my heart is racing so fast. He looks at my chest and then back at my face, an indication that he can hear my heart racing as well.

I open my mouth but nothing comes out. And I don't know why but all I want to do right now is for me to kiss him or for him to kiss me. Which is highly unprofessional since we both are Alphas to two enemy packs and we are in the middle of a war.

"Was your hair always this fair?" He asks me and I nod. My hair was always fair unlike the brown and black hair heads surrounding me. I got it from my father.

"It's pretty," Alpha Farrell says again and I nod. I don't know what to say.

Just as we both are staring at each other, there is someone else in the tent clearing their throat. Alpha Farrell releases my hand and I take a step back, acting like a cat who got her tongue burnt. Even though I didn't do anything.

"Beta Sebastian, hello," I smiled and he smiled back, just because he should be polite to me right now.

"We literally met earlier. And you weren't this warm then," Sebastian says and I mentally roll my eyes for even being nice to these people.

"Yes. But I see we are not during the war hours and I am in your camp. You have the upper hand at the moment, I take it" I say and he shrugs, closing his eyes for a brief second and I look at Alpha Farrell again.

"Thank you for telling me that my father is here. You could have used it as leverage but you played it fair," I tell Alpha Farrell and he only nods.

Now that I look at him closely, I see what people say about him. They say his eyes are so black that people often feel that those eyes are made out of the darkness itself. And I see why. They are the blackest I have ever seen till now. Yet, so beautiful. If the phrase dangerously beautiful had a face, then that would be this.

His left cheek bore a scar. Werewolves usually heal even the scariest of wounds, but judging by the way this scar remains tells me that there might be a history behind it. One that I am not sure I'll ever know.

Alpha Farrell then smiles at me, bringing me back to this world again. I am in the enemy's camp. And if I don't return to my pack soon, then according to the orders I gave my Beta.. he would be here with the army.

"I'll take a leave then," I whisper and turn around. I don't know why but half of me expected for Alpha Farrell to hold my hand and stop me from walking away. But he doesn't do that this time. And before I know it, I am already halfway towards my borders.

Rowan is already waiting for me right in front of the gates and he smiles wide as soon as he notices me walking back to the pack totally unharmed.

"Did he do something?" Rowan asks me and I turn around, to see no one following me or anything.

Alpha Farrell and his army really do play by the rules. No one harmed me. He made sure to let me know that my father was there at the enemy camp. And his army even talked to me with a smile even though two of them were injured when they tried to touch my pack's walls. They know what a war is and they strongly play by it.

Maybe I should teach the same to my army. To play by the rules.

"He was ready to sell me off," I whisper and Rowan stops walking.

We both are now in the pack lands and there is no one around us. Not even Colton. Actually it's a good thing that Colton isn't here. My mind is in a weird place after meeting Alpha Farrell in person and seeing him from that close.

"Ready to sell you off?" Rowan asked me and all I could do was nod.

"He went there to give Alpha Farrell the route map of this pack. If Alpha Farrell wasn't a nice man, then we would be in deep s**t by now" I say and Rowan now looks at me totally confused.

"If he wasn't a nice man? So you mean he is actually a nice man? Since when?" Rowan asks me back and I just shrug.

"I went there all alone. He was the one who sent the information that my father was there. I went there and came back unharmed. Even his army didn't mind that I was there. One order was all it could have taken him. One slice of the sword, and his army would be eating my head or put that on a spike and parade all over the pack right now," I tell him and he scrunches his face a little, probably as he is picturing everything I said right now.

"But none of that happened, did it?" I ask him back and he sighs.

"What if it's a game plan? To make you trust that he is a man of morals and then finally strike you when you least expect? Isn't that what Royals do anyways??" He asks me and now I am confused.

"Royals? Who?" I ask him, as we start walking towards my home again. I don't have any energy to confront my father today. I will do it tomorrow and all I need to do is get back home and maybe have Colton with me as I try sleeping.

"Alpha Farrell. He is being given the title as the King of Alphas," Rowan says and this is new information for me. I didn't know that at all.

"And who is giving the title?" I ask Rowan just to cross check. We all know and have heard of the Supernatural board.

"The board of the supernaturals. They are holding a meeting for the next full moon, apparently. Formally inviting Alpha Farrell to be one of them," Rowan says.

"Well, he holds the most amount of packs in the werewolf world. So it's only fitting that he be given the title, isn't it?" I ask Rowan with a smile but he doesn't say anything.

As long as he stays away from my pack and as long as he doesn't lay a finger on me, then I guess he and I are on good terms.

Just when we come to the dead end where it's just our homes at this point, I turn towards him and nod as a good night.

"But please be careful. He is Alpha Farrell. He killed almost everyone who went to that party that night. And you were there too," Rowan says.

"Yes. He killed them because they all conspired against him. And killed his mother in the process. If I were in his shoes, I would have done the same" I tell him and he shrugs.

"Just be careful is all I say," he whispers and pulls me into a hug. He kisses my forehead before pulling away and walking towards his home.

I walk into mine and notice my mother already sleeping. I walk to my room and see that Colton is already waiting on my bed. I smile at him but his smile doesn't reach his eyes.

"What's wrong?" I ask him, joining him in his bed.

"I saw Rowan kissing your forehead," Colton says. I sigh internally not knowing how to explain to him that it was out of care and not lust or feelings. So I chose to be silent.

"I have had a long day, Colton. Can we just stop with this?" I ask him and he sits up, staring at me like I just asked him to die and not mention my name everywhere.

"He is my friend. And you are my love. Nothing will change that equation. I don't know how to tell you, but I choose you. Not Rowan or not anyone else," I say but Colton is just silent as he looks around.

"Then what about Alpha Farrell?" He asks me and I narrow my eyes in confusion again.

"What about him?" I ask Colton back and he shrugs.

"I smell him on you as well," he says and this time, I am really tired of explaining. He and his insecurities are taking a new turn ever since Rowan arrived.

"You smell him on me because I went to his camp, trying to save my pack and myself from my father. At least he did not ask me questions and make me question myself in return," I say in a tone that says I am beyond tired and he understood.

"I'm sorry, Alpha. Good night," Colton says, bows to me and walks out of the room.

I don't even call him back. I just fell on my bed. What is the purpose of my life? A father who always hates me. A mother who thinks she is never enough and that's partially true. A lover who is always insecure even though I remind him again and again that he is all I want. My pack is in danger with my enemy camping right outside the borders.

I am not sure what Moon Goddess has in store for me, but I really do hope it's a good one at least.

I close my eyes, trying to fall asleep but Alpha Farrell's face and the way he looked at me with his dark black eyes make it harder for me to sleep.

Why the f**k does he have this effect on me?