The Alpha King's lost love

Who is she?

Rosalie

I never answered him, instead I sat in silence for what felt like hours. Looking out my window into the darkness I wondered what it would be like to be the other side of this glass. To run free, not having to serve people, and most importantly not having to hide from anyone.

"Well I must say I'm a little disappointed," he said, I looked over at him to see he had a slight smirk on his face yet he remained focused on the road.

"Disappointed in what?" I asked him not really knowing what he was referring to.

"I thought I was going to have more of a fight on my hands, hearing your track record I expected at least one snide comment before we reached home"

I scoffed in annoyance at his remark crossing my arms across my chest I went back to my previous position looking out my window into the darkness.

"Ok, silence it is," he said quietly as he shifts in his seat and turned the radio on.

I leaned forward pressing the same button he did turning it back off again, "Fine I'll talk, are you really the king?" I asked him wanting to know the truth.

"I am the one that holds that title yes" he nodded.

He seemed like his mood had lifted so I attempted another question. "What are you going to do with us when we reach your pack," I asked.

"Well It's late so you will all be shown to your quarters and given fresh clothes and the opportunity to bathe then with a stroke of luck you will all go to sleep without giving us too many problems"

"Will we all be together?" I asked thinking of how scared little Erin was going to be.

"No you will not be joining them, but I will let you see the girl before she goes to bed"

A sense of relief washed through me knowing I was able to keep my promise to Erin and see her, but why wasn't I able to stay with the other women? "Why am I not staying with them? Where will I be going?" I asked him.

"You will have a different room" he answered curtly as he turned the radio back on. He clearly didn't want to elaborate so I left it at that, turning back to my window I closed my eyes and let sleep consume me.

It felt like mere minutes before I was awoken by the loud bang of a car door closing. I bolted upright in my seat looking around to see the driver's seat was now empty. The King was standing a few meters away talking to Paxton in his vehicle, he turned and looked back at me seeing I was now awake. Nodding one last time he patted his hand on Paxton's shoulder before walking back to the car, Paxton drove off ahead of us with the other two cars behind him.

The king got back into the car, putting it into gear we began moving forward but we didn't follow the others we took a right turn and head down a dirt track. With thick forest on either side of us, I knew we were close to his pack house. I had learned this was a thing with Lycans, they always seem to reside near the forest because their wolves seem to love running wild through the trees.

Lanterns appeared which dimly lit the road for us "We're here" he said as a large building came into focus. Even in the dim lighting, I could tell it was beautiful, we pulled up out front and he turned off the engine. I sat in awe at the structure in front of me as the king got out of the truck and made his way around to my side opening the door for me. "Swing your legs round to me" he said as I shifted around in my seat. He tucked his hands behind my knees pulling me forward to the edge of my seat just enough for him to hold my waist and lift me safely onto the ground.

"Thankyou," I said, surprising myself at my manners.

"Follow me," he said as he closed the door and began walking up a set of stone steps. I walked behind him trying to keep pace, his legs were much longer than mine. He opened the door and stepped inside, lights automatically came on lighting up the place.

I stood in awe as I took in the most beautiful decor I had ever seen, black and white walls with a crystal chandelier that hung in the center of the room. "Wow it's beautiful" I gasped.

"Yeah I have a good interior decorater," he said looking at some letters that were on the small table by the door. He exhaled loudly and dropped the envelopes back onto the table, "Right let's get you sorted" he said not giving me a second glance as he walked past me straight for the stairs.

I rolled my eyes at him, don't get me wrong I was thankful he was calmer than alot of my masters in the past. But it was his 'I don't give a s**t' attitude I didn't like.

"I'll ignore the eye roll this time, but don't be making a habit of it," he said as climbed the staircase two steps at a time.

"I didn't roll my eyes" I said breathlessly as I tried to catch up with him.

He stopped and turned to me with such speed taking hold of my neck with his hand before I even had chance to slow myself, looking down at me like I was some kind of prey he was about to devour. "The number one rule in this house is no lies" he spoke calmly, his eyes remained focused on mine for just a moment before they dropped to my lips. They seem to darken slightly as he licked his own lips and returned his eyes back to mine. "Understand?" he said in barely a whisper.

A hot flush ran through my body making the hairs on the back of my neck stand to attention, my knees felt weak like they were about to buckle beneath me at any moment. My throat went dry as I stared into his dark eyes my voice had abandoned me so I tried to nod my head the best I could. He released his hand gently making sure I had my balance on the stairs, stepping away from me he gave me the chance to grip the stair rail to steady myself and clear my throat.

He turned away and began walking up the stairs again much slower than he did before. I followed him quietly as I thought about what had just happened. Raising my hand my fingertips grazed the nape of my neck which was still hot to the touch. I had never had such a strange feeling take over me before, if any other man ever tried to touch me I always felt repulsed, well, that and the urge to sucker punch them. Maybe it was because he was king? does he have the ability to change how I feel?

We made it up four flights of stairs, my body felt like it was about to give up on me. I was so happy when I saw the stairs never went any higher, we had made it to the top floor. We walked only a few steps before we got to a large black door, he pushed open the door and walked inside. I followed him seeing the light was already on I presumed it was fine to do so, but as I stepped in the room I stopped in my tracks at the sight of a naked woman laid on the bed seductively.

"Lucian!" She squealed as she pulled a blanket over herself trying to cover her embarrassment. She jumped off the bed and grapped a robe which she put on as quickly as she could.

"Not tonight, get out!" He said as took off his jacket and threw it on top of a set of drawers.

The woman looked hurt by his order, "But, I thought..." she stopped herself seeing he didn't really care. Turning her attention to me she looked me up and down. I could see anger in her eyes, I had seen this many times amongst the women when they got too comfortable with the Lycan men, they were always replaced after a while but humans develop feelings alot quicker than these men do. "Who is this?" she asked him straightening her posture.

He finally turned around looking between the two of us "One of the new girls" he shrugged like it was nothing.

I could see the hurt on her face, who was she? was she his breeder or maybe his chosen partner? "What have you brought her up here for?" she asked.

"Does it matter?" he snapped, looking at her like she shouldn't be questioning him.

Sensing his irritation She lowered her head and shook it slowly "No" she answered him in barely a whisper.

"Leave us, It's late" He waved his hand towards the door. This time she obeyed him, Looking at me like she was ready to rip my head off my shoulders she barged past me and walked out the door slamming it behind her, what a great first impression. I just knew she was going to be a problem for me.

The king walked to a set of drawers and started rifling through them, holding up different garments in the air studying their size. Finally, he pulled out a pair of shorts and a top pushing the drawer too, he walked to another door beside him and pushed it open then held out the clothes to me. "Showers in there, then put these on"

I waited for some kind of explanation from him but nothing came. "So I guess we are just ignoring the naked woman that just stomped out the room" I mentally kicked myself for opening my mouth, who was I kidding? he is the King, he doesn't have to explain anything to a human like me.

"You want to talk about her or get cleaned up?" he snapped.

"Ok" I breathed as I walked towards him and took the clothes from his hand. I didn't even bother to look at him, I just carried on into the tiled room until I heard him close the door behind me. I closed my eyes taking in a deep breath and relaxing for the first time, the tension in the air when I'm around the King gets too much at times, the man is Bipolar.

Slowly I open them turning my attention to the room I was in, It was the most luxurious Bathroom I had ever been in. It confused me as to why he brought me up here, why was I not showering with the other women in the Slave quarters? I placed my clothes on the side where fresh towels were placed.

Walking around the room I was just mesmerized by everything in here, I ran my fingers along the two white marble sinks which were against the right-hand side wall. Stopping suddenly in front of them as I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the large mirror that was hanging on the wall. "What a state" I murmured as I leaned in closer looking at the bird's nest on top of my head. Slaves are not given the privilege of mirrors, I hadn't seen my reflection in such a long time that I barely recognise myself, I couldn't believe how different I look.

I continued exploring the room, the porcelain bath which stood on four golden legs was definitely built for royalty. What caught my attention was a large spider plant that hung in the corner of the room, it made me smile, my mother had one which looked just the same in her bathroom before we had to evacuate.

The back wall was black marble, he really did like his marble I thought to myself. Two showerheads side by side hung from the ceiling, excitedly I walked to one and turned the knob and instant hot water began to pour from the spout, I gasped at the sudden heat as it caught my arm, I turned the blue knob turning the temperature down just a touch as it had been so long since I was able to shower in hot water, we were only ever permitted to use cold water in the slave quarters.

I pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped my knickers to the floor, stepping under the warm water I shiver ran through me as I felt the warmness flowing down my body, I best make the most of it while I can.