The Vampire Alpha King

Chapter |3| Slashed

L O L A P. O. V

Okay. You can do this. He's just a boy, he's just a friends...he's just your boyfriend. Your first boyfriend, first kiss.

Oh god. How the hell am I going to do this?

Adam is sweet and kind and possessive but in the way that every girl wants their boyfriend to be. He was so good to me and even though we both knew this day would come, I didn't realise it would hurt so much to just end things.

"Hey babe," Adam greeted with the same smile as always. I cringed at the word, like I never had before. My wolf was irked by the affection, craving only our mate's.

"Hi." I pathetically whispered back. We sat down on the long oak bench just outside the borders of my house.

I couldn't do it my house, not with all the people, not with Lucien prowling around the corner. The least Adam deserved was privacy.

"What's wrong? You look upset." As he reached out to stroke my cheek, I couldn't help but move back. He froze, clenching his jaw.

"I'm sorry." I buried my head into my hands and sighed. "Everything is just so confusing right now and I'm so scared."

"Of what?"

"Everything. How I feel, how I'm supposed to feel, you, him, moving..."

"Wait, you're moving?" I nodded solemnly.

"In four days."

"Four? That f*****g bastard." He made to move towards the house but I gripped his arm and tugged him back.

"Don't. Adam, he's my mate."

"So?" His eyes flared pure black, the way mine did when we were about to shift. Dropping his arm, I recoiled and the harsh sound of his voice.

"We both said that if we ever found out mates then we would end this. We would give our mates everything and try."

"That was before."

I sighed heavily. "Before what."

"Before I fell in love with you!" He snarled.

My heart stilled deep inside my chest, and fear flooded in, as I took sight of his sharp elongated claws and canines that threatened to push out.

"Adam, you don't love me."

"Yes I do." He didn't. I knew Adam like the back of my head, and had always known that one of the reason he chose me and not Sabine is because I'm the Alpha's daughter.

I didn't care because he liked me as well, I didn't care because he wanted me, but love? Our relationship was never love, it was barely lust, we were clear friends trapped in a relationship we should have never have been in.

"Adam," I warned, slowly standing up to meet his stance. "This is not love, this is not what you deserve. One day, you're mate will find you and it'll be the best day of your life and you will thank for ending this now."

As I turned to leave, his hand shot out to grab my wrist. I winced at the sharp metallic tang that arose in the air and the burning sensation imbedded deep into my skin.

Adam stared at her blood dripping from my forearm and dropped it rapidly, claws quickly retracting. I looked up at him, warily stepping back from the boy I hardly recognised anymore.

"You can't leave Lola." He threatened with a menacing growl that followed. With that, he shifted and launched himself into the deep forrest before me.

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L U C I E N ' S P. O. V

I sighed as I rummaged for the heavy suitcase again. Tripp had f*****g stolen my favourite shirt. Again. I was going to kill the bastard

"Hey, roomie. What's up?" Grabbing him bu the shirt, I pinned the annoying cretin against the wall, causing it to shudder against his weight.

"Where the hell is it?"

"I swear to god it wasn't me." A growl slipped free from my throat, my canines protruding to the brink of pain. I could hear his pulse, listen to the sound of the blood pumping through his narrow veins.

Fuck, I really needed blood.

"Tripp, don't f*****g mess with me. I'm starving." His eyes drew wide as he took in the glaring red of my irises.

"Okay, okay. It's behind my suitcase, I was planning to wear it tomorrow." I dropped him, and turned at the satisfying thud of his body hitting the floor. "Ow." He groaned.

I smiled in satisfaction and dug through the pile of abandoned clothes behind his suitcase until I found it. Checkered plaid, red and black, it made me appeal more as a lumberjack than a King but sometimes I wanted that change.

That sense of normalcy.

It was why Tripp was my best friend. He was the only guy who had the balls to steal my shirt. There was Vlad too, a vampire I grown up alongside, and with Tripp we completed the perfect trio. The three was of us were brothers in arms, the only family we needed.

A werewolf, a vampire and a hybrid. Proof that the species could live among each other. Witches were the only thing we weren't ever going to add.

Witches were evil spawns of God who caused nothing but havoc and destruction. The fact that my mate's sister-in-law was one didn't bode well with the fact that they were my sworn enemy.

I was yet to meet her, or her mates, and I couldn't say I was looking forward to the interaction.

"Are you going to wear it to impress her?" I gave him a sharp glare. "Lola?" He puckered up his lips and battered his eye lashes.

I grabbed his suitcase and hauled it into his chest. "Shut the f**k up and clean the room." My eyes drifted over to the small portable mini fridge I took with me everywhere. Crossing the room, I opened it and pulled out a pint of blood.

One should do it. I needed to save my rations if I was going to stay here for five days.

"You good?" Tripp asked, eyebrows raised, as I threw away the packaging. I wasn't fully satisfied but the hunger was kept at bay.

I nodded deftly. "Good. How do I look?"

I was planning on speaking to Lola, taking her somewhere more private. For some reason the prospect scared me.

I did hope for more romantic setting, perhaps a moonlight dinner, or a five star restaurant but this place lacked etiquette. The most they had was an old crusty pizza shop within pack borders, everything else was miles away end I wasn't ready to be out in public with my mate yet.

Not until I had claimed her.

"See you tonight." Tripp waved me away, laying back against the headboard and flicking on the football game.

As I walked down the narrow halls, I let my eyes scan over the myriad of pictures that lined the walls. Most were art, but some were family photos taken years ago.

My mate as a child, a baby, a young teenager. There was one of her and that mutt at what I'm guessing was prom. She's smiling brightly, looking beautiful in her stunning gown and flashing the brightest smile I had ever seen.

Lola really was the woman of my dreams. If I ever had any. The only thing to visit me during the night was nothing but bleak darkness or flashes of my haunting past.

The light she mirrored had never even touched me before. Until now.

I paused, feet stilling as the strong stench wafted down the halls. Blood. I could practically taste the metallic tinge of it, simmering on my tastebuds.

My eyes glowed red, causing the monster inside of me to snarl at the prospect of food. I forced him back, burying him into the deepest darkest parts of me and followed the scent.

It led me to her room, Lola's. Her sweet scent was mingled between the strong tinge of blood that only got stronger as I pressed down the handle and pushed it open.

It creaked, widening too slowly for my liking.

"Lucien." There it was. The soft sweet sound that whispered harmonically against my ear. My eyes dulled their vicious red, switching back to the amber shade I inherited from my mother.

"Pretty wolf, what..." And then I saw it. The deep red stains over his dress and the flimsy white cloth that she had pressed against her oozing wound.

She was hurt. My mate was in pain.

Her bottom lip was trembling as if trying to contain her wrath of tears. Fingers trembling whilst she gripped the tiny needle between her fingers.

Oh baby. I wanted to wipe away her tears, hold her body in my arms and carry her to bed. I wanted to be her rock and instead I was forced to hang back. Seeking permission.

"What...what happened?" She sniffled and set down the needle. Her fingers stilled.

"Uh, it was nothing." It was never nothing. She glanced up at me with those big brown doe eyes that caused me to melt. "Can you help me?"

I nodded softly, afraid to disrupt the fragility of the moment by talking.

The bed dipped down as I perched besides her, close enough that our arms were brushing but still maintaining enough distance that she felt comfortable.

She flinched as I touched her skin. The electric spark hit us both in the chest, igniting the sacred bond that the moons gifted between us. I slowly peeled back the cloth, revealing a four nasty imbedded marks, that ran deep into her skin.

This wasn't an accident. Someone did this. Someone hurt my mate.

A involuntarily growl slipped free from my throat, and I instantly regretted it, but her hand reached out and sought mine. She squeezed and smiled gently.

"It was an accident." She was defending someone. Even if they didn't mean to do it, they hurt her because they were angry.

"Was it him?" Silence filtered through as her response. I cracked my neck, sighing. "It was him. Wasn't it?"

"Yes, but I had just broken up with him end he was really angry."

"That isn't an excuse!" How could she be defending this bastard? He hurt her, physically maimed her and yet...

"He didn't mean it. I've known him for years Lucien, I broke up with him for you, just please don't make this harder than it already is. I want to forget about it."

I nodded curtly, and then focused in on the bloody wound. "Why isn't this healing?"

Lola shifted nervously in her seat, raising my suspicions. "It takes longer for me to heal."

I c****d a brow. "Why?"

"I don't know, it's just a birth defect or something. My mother isn't exactly a normal wolf, she had abilities that other don't, and maybe that's why?"

My mate couldn't take a long time to heal. She was going to be my Queen, we were to have hundreds of enemies, hundreds of bastards who would hurt her, to hurt me.

"I do heal. I just take a little longer. It's be fine tomorrow, I just wanted to stitch it up so I don't bleed everywhere."

"Okay." I smiled and grabbed the needle, stitching the wound as she requested. Her hovering stare was one of awe. I guess she didn't think a King was capable of stitching.

"I've been in a few fights before, you know? Fist fights, bar brawls and my mother taught me all the necessary skills in life from a young age."

"It's just strange. You're so normal and yet..."

"A king?" She stared on. "Yeah, I get that a lot."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."

"It's fine. I am a King, you will be Queen." I gauged her reaction and my wolf didn't like the displeasure in her eyes at the word. "So, anything you would like to know about me?"

I thought it'd best to change the subject, knowing that this was our only normal conversation. She would have time to adapt.

"Your eyes were glowing when you opened the door. Is that because you're a vampire?"

"Kind of." She winced as I tied off the stitch. Gently, raising her wrist, I pressed the lightest kiss against the wound and watched her blush. "My red eyes are inherited from my father. They symbolise my royal status and power, the brighter they glow, the more powerful my emotions in the moment."

"They were pretty bright."

"I'm hungry." I admitted.

"Well I can make you a sandwich after this or we can order pizza..." I placed my hand on hers and she fell quiet.

"For blood. My vampire side is virtually unquenchable with the packets I use."

"Oh, right. You drink blood." f**k, she was cute. A blush of embarrassment crept over her cheeks now.

"We can talk more about it later. For now, I think you should know my nickname, or rather the name I prefer."

"Which is?"

I smirked. "Luca."

"And how were you given this nickname?"

"My mother used to scream it across the playground whenever I did something I wasn't supposed to and it sort of just adopted from there. My friends call me it, my family and now I want you too as well."

"Luca." Her lips curled up into that beautiful smile. "I love it."

My heart fluttered at the sight, something it never did, and I knew that I wasn't leaving without her. I couldn't live without her. She was mine till the very end.

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A/N: What did you think of the break up?

And Adam? Will he let Lola go peacefully?

Thoughts on Luca and Lola?