The Alpha King and His Human Queen

You Can Trust Me

Alexandra

The servant is an older woman with greying hair, dressed in a typical plain gown that makes her even more noticeable. Because that's what servants here are - unnoticeable.

No one cares about them. My kingdom was so different that my heart clenched at the reminder of the place I would most likely never see again.

The woman is most likely a wolf, an omega working in the household. But for some reason I sense a dark aura around her so I turn away, hoping she is not going to talk to me and she is in fact, looking at someone else.

She isn’t and she comes before me.

“I am to take you to the bedrooms. “ She declares, voice commands.

I fold my arms and take a step away from her.

“The bedrooms?” I make a face at her, “No. I am not going anywhere. ”

The woman extends her hand and almost grabs me by the forearm when Sirius stands between us.

He moved so fast I didn't see him.

“I am sure this is not necessary. “ Sirius tells the servant. His tone is light, but there’s a cutting edge to it. Chills run down my spine.

Sirius doesn’t need to raise his voice to make someone nervous. The good thing is that, unlike the Prince, Sirius is not a mean jerk. He is just a noble wolf who knows how to command.

The woman instantly retreats her hand and bows her head down. It’s like she shrinks in a few seconds, becoming so tiny.

“Your Majesty, “ she whispers. “This will never happen again. “

“I am sure it won’t.”

She doesn’t respond, only lowers her head lower. Perhaps Sirius told something to her wolf because she doesn't dare look up anymore. And as an omega, she will make a terrible mistake if she speaks now.

Sirius places his hand very carefully on my bare shoulder. He smiles at me - the same secret smile we exchanged when the prince showed up. I discovered I had tensed my shoulder but as I felt his warm hand, reassuring and steady on me, I exhaled relieved.

Maybe there will be at least one person on my side in this castle. On top of it- it’s not just someone. It’s the prince’s uncle. And that’s something I can use to my advantage.

His eyes change very briefly- it’s almost unnoticeable but I have learned to notice such changes, even though I am human and I don't physically feel this shift the way wolves do.

I smile back at him when I see with my peripheral vision - or rather sense it - that someone is watching me.

My eyes flicker to the sides. It’s not someone.

It’s Nathaniel, looking directly at me. He is surrounded by the other noble wolves, most of them are trying to attract his attention, speaking to him and making sure he will grace them with his presence longer.

The man on his right is exceptionally handsome. His features are slightly feminine, which makes him very attractive. He has platinum blond hair that is very hard to miss. His eyes are a strange shade, like liquid gold that makes him look even more inhuman. He is a wolf, no doubt. But there’s something else about him.

On Nathaniel's other side, there's another man who is the total opposite. He is absolutely enormous. Big muscles and long dark hair, braided at his back. He has symbols drawn all over his hands and his neck.

Perhaps he is one of the Prince’s henchmen.

Of course, he has men for the dirty jobs, I think bitterly as I look back up at Nathaniel.

I see the same contempt I saw in his eyes earlier, it’s now written all over his face. It’s even in the posture he has taken. Nathaniel looks like he wants to rip me to pieces. And the only reason he hasn’t done it yet is because I am a gift in the name of peace. If anything happens to me that will be a sign that the contract with my father is broken and another war will start.

No one wants that. Right?

So Nathaniel can do whatever he wants as long as I am alive. Even if barely so.

I clench my teeth and look away from him.

Sirius still keeps his hand on my shoulder and then squeezes it lightly.

“I am sorry about my nephew's behaviour.” Sirius says, “ He is always like this. “

“I am beginning to see that. “

I say and Sirius continues, his voice quieter.

“You are a gift to him, but I want you to know you can always come to me if anything happens. Or if he does something. “

Then he leaves, his hand disappearing from my skin as quickly and unexpectedly as it showed there.

“If he does something?”

What is that supposed to mean?

I don’t get to ask him because Sirius is gone and out of sight. I instantly feel alone in the middle of the richly decorated hall. I have never felt more alienated. Like I don’t belong there.

Because I don’t.

Back home I loved going to those balls. The dresses we wore, the way me and Laura couldn’t wait to meet everyone.

Eliot…

I don’t even know what he is doing and how he is. I am sure my father’s betas didn’t hurt him, but what if something else happened to him….

I begin walking. I am not sure where I am going. I only know I can’t stay here anymore.

I don’t see any friendly faces and I feel so lost that the need to get out of here becomes impossibly strong. I am aware of everyone's stares as I make my way through the crowd. I am also aware of the way my clothes open as I move, revealing so much of me.

I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life, no one’s ever looked at me the way everyone is looking at me now.

Like an object. Since I came here, the constant reminder I am no one is hanging over me like a dagger.

What’s sadder is- I hope this dagger eventually falls and kills me.

I exit the grand hall and find myself in the corridors. There are guards and guests but out here no one pays any attention to me. The people and the wolves in the grand hall were looking at me only because of Sirius. But now… It’s like I am not there, I don’t exist to anyone. No one bows their heads to me or says anything.

I am nothing and no one in this castle. A toy for the prince's enjoyment who - on top of everything - doesn’t pay any attention to me.

But I keep my head high as I walk. I won’t bow down like the omega earlier. As I walk, taking turns and crossings different passages there are fewer and fewer people I meet. Then the thoughts I’ve been trying to suppress come back …

Where am I going to sleep? What am I going to wear? I remember I haven’t eaten in hours and my stomach grumbles painfully. I had forgotten things like food too. Have I drunk any water at all?

What about my life from now on? Is this what my days and nights are going to be like?

My body suddenly grows very heavy, I am tired and my legs hurt. My head is pounding and my limbs are tingling with all the nerves and exhaustion.

After a while, I discover I’ve walked for a while and I don’t know where I am.

The air grows colder and I glance around. No one. I am entirely alone. It’s quiet. Too quiet. I start taking smaller steps, I slow down when I hear steps.

I exhale relieved because I can ask whoever is coming where I am when I feel hands wrapping around me. Hard and strong. I instinctively begin fighting, trying to push him away. It’s a he, no doubt.

Then I hear more steps and I know it’s not just one man who came for me.

I try to screen for Sirius, he is the only one who can help me now but he doesn’t come. No one comes.

I start kicking and trying to make the man let go but it’s to no avail. I feel his strong hand pressing over my mouth. I am desperately kicking and fighting but I know what defeat feels like. It feels like this moment.

There’s no point in me fighting, screaming or biting.

Because no one will come.

Why did I even think someone would… The man holding me lifts me and flips me on his back while the other one instructs a command.

“We’ll take her to the north wing. “

His voice is made of steel, deep and emotionless. I manage to steal a glance at him as the man carrying me begins walking.

And to my biggest horror, I discover I have seen this man. I know who he is.