The Alpha King and His Human Queen

Control Myself?

Nathaniel

Everyone bows their heads before me as I storm down the corridor.

“Your Majesty,”

they mutter not looking at me.

Your Majesty. The phrase rings in my ears all the time. I hear it even if I close my eyes.

I walk ahead without seeing anything. Whoever comes in my way steps back and clears the path.

My fangs are showing and it's a clear sign that whoever crosses me will be punished. My wolf is clawing its way out, digging its nails inside me. It’s like he is ripping my flesh from the inside.

“Kill whoever did it. Kill them and feed on their blood.”

My wolf is ferocious. Frantic. I clench my teeth and pierce my lip, blood trickling down my chin and I wipe it, absently.

“This is a trap,” I keep repeating to myself. There is still some small, sensible part left inside me - my human part that reminds me this is all planned. Because my wolf cannot think straight around her.

She was sent to me on purpose. To trick me into thinking someone did this to her.

“You know she is not part of this. She is not Sirius's pawn.”

My wolf keeps chanting.

“Oh, really,” I snap back, my jaw hurting.

“You know that,” he goes on, voice ringing in my head “ We both do. Lave took her to town and discovered nothing. She is not part of this. She is just a young woman.”

“Don’t make me laugh. She is not just anyone. She is part of the deal her father made with Sirius.”

“She knows nothing about it.”

I snort.

“Yeah, right. I am not that stupid.”

I keep walking, my eyes still burning bright red. Until an hour ago the place was alive with celebration and music.

I never drink. I shouldn’t have drunk tonight too and I blame the wine for my reaction when I saw her.

My wolf stirs inside me, fighting for control. I won't let him win, not this time.

“She is hurt,” he says, not giving up. “They did it to her. If you didn’t believe it too you wouldn’t storm out of the room like that. ”

But I know this is a trap. To test me. My uncle wants to make me lose control, to do something stupid and act upon it.

“Sirius knows I make mistakes all the time when I let you out,” I snarl at my wolf, “this is exactly what is happening now, what he wants.”

“I should have killed her the first night she came here.” I declare and the very thought makes me feel strange.

Kill Alexandra. Kill her because she is conspiring against me with Sirius.

“He is using her,” my wolf doesn’t let go,” and you don’t even know if she is helping him. You know better than that. You saw her. You feel this too.”

“STOP IT!” I snarl at him. “Stop messing with my head. It’s because of you. All of it. If it wasn’t I would have ready..”

“What? Sent her back? And everyone would have taken it as a sign you want war.”

“ I don’t care.”

My wolf keeps moving inside me. He wants me to let him out but I won’t. Although I almost did when I saw her.

Her split lip, the bruises… What was worse- her spirit looked crushed. Alexandra had changed in a day. I had seen her only a few times but I felt it, something in her broke. And that made me really angry. While I was there my whole head was filled only with the image of me ripping to pieces whoever did this to her.

I don’t need to shift to do it. I can kill them with my own bare hands. Fast and efficient.

My limbs start tingling with the need to shift and I know control is slowly starting to slip away from me.

I was never good at control and seeing her like this, despite all reasons, makes me want to act.

“She was hurt, let me out,” my wolf kept repeating,” We have to punish whoever did it, she is not part of this, she…”

My wolf's mind is filled with thoughts about her ever since he saw her for the first time in the woods.

It was before she came here.

Alexandra looked terrified that night, perhaps she thought I was going to kill her. And I saved her.

When I saw her in the palace shortly after the night I saved her I was convinced this was all planned. It was staged so that I would “accidentally “ find her in the woods, and then her coming here was all part of the plan.

No. Accidents like these don’t exist.

“She is against me.” I tell my wolf,” “Part of Sirius’ little games. I won’t fall for that.”

But then the memory of her face fills my head again. The proximity with her. The scent of her skin… her innocence.

She is not innocent. I keep arguing with myself when I remember her hair. The beautiful strands - gone. I think of how terrified she looked the night I saved her. But she looked twice more terrified just now.

“You saw how hurt she was. Vulnerable.”

My jaw is clenched so hard it hurts. No one comes my way anymore, perhaps even the guards have smelled my anger from a distance.

I said I was never good at controlling myself. That was a lie.

I am terrible at it.

My wolf knows that so he rises taking over. I feel the shift and my human lets go.

Then there’s just thirst and blood.

***

Alexandra

I wake up to shouts and commotion. It’s still early and the dawn hasn't broken yet but the place is awake.

I quickly get up and find something to wear. I am still in the king’s bedroom. He never came back.

Oh, no.

I grab a shirt and put it on. It’s big on me, almost reaching to my knees and I rush out when I hear more shouts. The guards at the door don’t stop me so I keep running.

The shouts continue and I follow the sound. What is going on?

I manage to find my way out and see Opal flying in circles in the yard. There were so many people and wolves gathered in the backyards.

My heart thumps and a bad feeling blossoms inside me.

Opal keeps croaking and flapping his wings and I slow down, approaching the group of servants. I try to see what they are looking at.

They make way for me. I freeze when the bodies part and I see it.

The grass is covered in bloody traces. Then I see the body. It belonged to a woman and it’s ripped so badly her hands and legs are just ripped flesh.

I cover my mouth and shiver. Her hair is entirely pulled from her scalp and my blood turns to ice as I take a small step towards her. I am shaking uncontrollably.

Because I know her.

That’s the woman who beat me. I’m scared, glancing around as if anyone can tell me what happened.

Then a guard pouts at me.

“She did it!” He shouts and everyone turns to me “She argued with Dana right before the coronation!”

“What?” everyone exclaims.

“Yes! She killed her!”

“No” I mutter, confused. “No! No, I was…”

But I don’t continue because they all rush towards me.