The Vampire Alpha King

Chapter |2| Pretty Wolf

L O L A ' S P. O. V

The next morning, the aftermath of yesterday's fainting episode hit me hard. My legs felt sore and weak, and my entire body ache from the spine down to my feet.

A sharp pain sliced against my joints every time I took a step, and I knew it was because of this whole mate thing as well. My wolf was more active, she was practically begging me to let her out but I couldn't.

Not right now, not whilst my mate was sleeping within metres away from me, not whilst my body reacted to him in ways I had never imagined.

The first thing my horny ass would do is mount him on the spot. He's an alpha male, he wouldn't be able to resist and would shift as well just to f**k me. I did not plan on losing my virginity by being mounted by a wolf.

I stared at myself in the mirror after I had brushed through my hair and washed my face. I always thought I had been pretty, I had a nice symmetrical face and boys never seemed disgusted by me.

However, I wasn't one of them girls who stuck people by their beauty. I wasn't beautiful, I was just...average. So, why I was paired to one of the most devastatingly handsome men in the world? f**k knows.

Maybe the moon did it as a cruel joke? To flare up my well rounded insecurities even more?

My eyes were pretty, round and doe like, I was born with hazel irises, followed by rich mahogany locks that fell straight no matter how many times I tried to curl them.

Apparently I had hair to envy, it was thick, but to me that just meant heavy.

My cheeks still carried some baby fat and there was a slight bridge to my otherwise flawless nose. A few freckles dotted about and a faint scar hidden beneath my hairline from my first time using magic.

I was slim figured with few curves outlining my body, and my breasts were nothing to fawn about. Adam once described them as being the perfect handful. I didn't know whether to take that as a compliment or not so I just kissed him and hoped he forgot all about them.

What the hell would Lucien ever see in me? He was a king, through and through, I was nothing but a freak of nature. No King wanted a half witch, half werewolf mate.

Sighing, I threw on a hoodie and I walked outside the door. My body smacked face first against something hard, further adding to my blazing headache. Then the familiar tingles erupted all over my body, and the feel of smooth flesh ran under my hands.

My palms were flat against a solid chiseled chest, and I watched, panting with desire, as they ran up, over his hard pecks, grazing the slope of his collarbone.

A growl omitted from his throat. I could feel the harsh vibrations rumble underneath my palms and glanced up at him, stunned.

Lucien was watching me with a tender curiosity, lust pooling amiss his amber flecked eyes. "Lola..." He said my name so tensely it caused my body to thrum. "Unless you want me to f**k you against the wall, I suggest you drop your hands."

They lingered for a spilt second, the mate bond causing me to seriously consider the alternative. Then suddenly common sense came flooding back in, and I dropped my hands, stepping back.

I could practically feel the disappointment lingering around him. Clearing my throat, I forced myself to meet his sullen gaze. My words became entangled inside my throat as I stared at him. All of him.

Scars were rippled over his bronze skin, embedded deep into the contours of his thighs and running over the length of his shoulder. A thing towel was all that covered his lower half, and even that was on the brink of falling off.

I could practically see the length of hard erection through the thing white material. He smirked. "See something you like?" Holy f**k.

I don't think anyone had ever spoken to me like that before, not with such illicit undertone underlying there brass words.

Finally, I managed to tear my gaze away. "Breakfast is it at nine. Uh...you should probably get dressed." All I could hear was the sound of his heavy footsteps getting closer towards me.

"Why? Does this make you uncomfortable?"

"Of course it makes me uncomfortable. You're practically naked."

"And you're a wolf. Shouldn't you be used to nudity by now?" A crass comment crossed my mind, and I looked back at him.

I flashed him a smug smile. "You want me to see other males naked? I mean I could call Adam up right now and the two of us could..." His deep growl cut me off.

The sound was threatening, aggressive, violent and yet all it did was make me laugh.

He c****d his eyebrow at me. "You're not...afraid?"

"Why would I be? You won't hurt me." I stunned us both but the certainty in my voice. Because deep down, I knew he wouldn't hurt me. He couldn't.

"Anyways, I'll see you downstairs." I hurried past him, but his arm shot out to snatch mine.

I tried to shrug it back, but Lucien tightened his hold and stared down at me. "Break up with that pup."

"Who? Adam?" He nodded tersely, causing me to scoff. "Who says you get to make any decision like that for me? Nevertheless demand me to just comply to your every whim."

"I'm your mate."

"And I'm yours!" I screamed. Sighing, I took a breath to calm myself down. "Look, I plan on breaking up with Adam. It's not fair to him or you, but I don't like you ordering me around. Next time, ask me, and we can discuss things like this like civilised adults."

A paused silence lingered between us, until finally he sighed. "Okay...I'm sorry." I smiled, and he let go of my arm.

"It's okay." Turning to leave, he called out my name again.

"You look very beautiful today." I looked down at my old worn out jumper. This man was most definitely crazy. "My pretty wolf." He murmured quietly.

"What?"

He smiled. "I said my pretty wolf. I quite like that nickname." Then he strode away without another word.

***

"Have you spoken to him yet?" I shook my head at my mum's meddling, fighting to hide the smile that threatened to break out on my face.

"Mother, it's the morning. Can we please not?"

"He's your mate! You only get one of those, and I want to know every single detail." I raised my eyebrow at her.

"Every single detail?" My father spluttered, sending his coffee flying everywhere.

"Lola, don't. You're still in my house missy."

"Missy?" I sighed. "Look guys, I'm 19. I'm not a child who has to tell their mummy everything, and I am definitely way to old for childhood nicknames."

"You're right." My father stated to my surprise. "You are older now, you are your own woman. I respect that, but in my mind, you will forever be the little girl I chased around the garden, read bedtime stories to. You will always be my little girl."

I ran up and hugged him, forgetting all about my lonely bowl of cereal. "I love you dad." I mumbled against his chest.

"I love you too Lols." He pressed a feathery kiss to my temple.

"Hey, I still want to know if anything big happens." Pulling back, I smiled knowingly at my mother.

"I promise you'll be the first to know."

"Uh hum." A deep voice stated, clearing his throat. We all glanced towards the doorway and I flushed knowing Lucien had practically witnessed everything. "Would you excuse me a moment to speak to Lola in private?"

My parents, clearly taken aback from the politeness in his voice, stood there stunned.

"Of course." I interjected, giving them the signal to leave. My mother snapped herself out of her stupor first, before yanking my father out by his arm.

With the loud thud of the door slamming shut, we were alone. Again.

"You're very close with your parents." He stated openly.

I nodded, grabbing my dish to wash it up. He followed me, leaning back against the counter to watch me. "They've been my everything my entire life. My brothers as well, I hope you can meet them before we leave."

"Your brothers are the alphas." He paused for a moment. "Is it true that they share a mate?"

A wolf having two mates was almost unheard of, nevertheless twin alphas.

"That's correct. Skylar is amazing, she's been through so much, not just because of her nature but because of my brothers. They were idiots for a while, f****d her around."

"But she forgave them?" I nodded. "And what is her nature? I mean I've heard rumours but..."

"She's half witch." I studied him meticulously, waiting for his reaction. This was it, what I had been afraid of all this time. If Lucien didn't accept me for who I was, how could this ever work?

"A witch? Do they know?"

I frowned. "Of course they know." Turning off the tap, I spun around and crossed my arms over my chest.

"They're still with her? I believed all alphas deemed witches to be dangerous vile creatures." Ouch. That stung.

I fought the tears that threatened to prick my eyes. "Skylar is one of the best people I know. You shouldn't label others based on what some witches have done. It's like saying wolves are all savage murderers."

"We are."

"So I am? I'm a savage murderer. I'm not like you, I can't kill someone and then look the other way. I haven't killed, ever, and I don't plan on killing. It's a sin, it's cruel and it's what..."

"Monsters do." His voice was so quiet it barely carried. Yet, still I heard it, and alongside it I heard the lingering pain.

"I..."

The door suddenly slammed open. "b***h! How could you not tell that you found your..." Lucien's vicious growl cut off her words abruptly, his stance turning threatening, as his glowed a deep bloody red.

"Don't speak of my mate like that." My mate. He'd claimed, he'd...called me his. In all my life, I don't think I've heard such words to make my heart flutter and break all at the same time.

"Lucien's it's fine. It's fine, she's my friend."

"Best friend." Sabine murmured meekly. His growl ripped through the air again.

"Hey, hey, hey," I cupped his cheeks, forcing his bleeding eyes to met mine. "Calm down, it's okay. It's okay."

My voice seemed to soothe him. I watched as he inhaled deeply, drinking in my scent. His eyes flickered back to amber, his canines retreated and his face developed its angelic hue again.

He buried his cheek against my palm, and then opened his eyes. My heart stilled, every nerve in my body fully aware that I was suddenly becoming entranced by his melodic gaze. There was just something, something about the way he looked at me that caused me to become enthralled.

"I'm just gonna..." Sabine called out, whistling lowly. I snapped back to reality, where I had just met this man less than twenty four hours ago and had a boyfriend...that I was yet to break up with.

"Don't." I called out. "I mean just," Without glancing up at Lucien, I quickly crossed the room and pulled Sabine aside. My eyes met Lucien's for a passing moment, and he tilted his head slightly in a small nod.

I still see the pain that lingered in his eyes that I doubted many other could see. I wanted to help him, relive him of his demons. I couldn't do that until I cleansed my own first.

"What the hell? Do you know who that man is?" I rolled my eyes. Sabine always had a flare for the dramatics.

"Of course." Here it comes. "He's my mate. Lucien is my mate."

"You call him Lucien? Holy s**t, things are moving fast. Anyways, why the hell did I have to find out from Bella? Do you know how utterly annoying she has become since she found out first?"

"I'm sorry, yesterday was a bit of a blur. I passed out, then had to deal with Lucien and Adam..."

"Oh s**t, Adam. I forgot about him." Me too.

"I'm going go break up with him. It's only fair, I owe it to myself and Lucien to try and Adam could find his mate someday. It would have never worked."

"That boy is crazy in love with you. All the boys are." I snorted, and then stared at my best friend. Her mocha coloured skin was flawless, and her tight curled ringlets framed her chiseled face perfectly.

Every boy wanted her, never me, and I was fine with it. I liked hiding in her shadow until Adam decided to sit next to my in chemistry. That's when everything changed. He was only boy who never stared at Sabine. He only looked at me, and I treasured that.

"You're beautiful Sabine."

"So are you Lols. Did you see how that man was looking at you? Baby daddy vibes definitely."

"Sabine!" I quickly glanced back, only to find nothing. Lucien was gone. Disappointment flooded through my chest.

"You like him?"

I shrugged. "He's my mate and he's...different from any male I've ever met before."

"He likes you Lola. I saw it in his eyes. I know what everyone says about him, but give him a chance. Lucien could be your one for life Lola."

The problem was, I already wanted him to be.

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A/N: Thoughts in Sabine?

How did you like the little interactions between Lola and Lucien?