Protect Me Alpha King novel Chapter 13

Excitement was killing me as I prepared myself for the alpha king's bite.

I clenched my fist.

Finally. After this, I would carry the mark of the alpha king and would proudly wear it like a trophy. The people would look at me with envy and some with hate. I did not care about the latter. They could hate me as much as they want. What mattered most would be the alpha king's mark.

The mark will also save me from anyone's bullying. They will no longer hurt me.

Staying quiet and kind will not save me from anyone's wickedness. Being cunning and using my brain would help me.

King Maxxwell stopped mid-air. I felt his fangs retract, licked my neck, and rested his forehead against mine.

"Your Highness, is there something wrong?" I queried.

"Do you really think I will mark you, River? Do you take me as a fool? I've been serving the throne for a long time, not needing a Luna with me. What made you think I would change my mind just because you came along? Huh?" he spat.

My blood went cold.

Did he just tease me? He played with my emotions.

That makes the two of you even, River. You are going to use him.

"W-what a cruel thing to do, Your Highness."

His lips pressed into a thin line. "It's your fault for expecting too much, River. My decision remains the same." He stepped backward and extended his hands. "What are you waiting for? Resume."

I clenched my fist. I regretted healing him! I really did!

"Understood, Your Highness," I finally said and slipped his trousers into his body. "Done."

"There. You can do it fast, yet you are not compliant earlier," he taunted. "Acting shy."

"What do you want me to do next, Your Highness?" I asked, changing the topic.

"Accompany me to my meeting with the Council."

I snapped my head towards him. "But, Your Highness."

"You will join me. End of discussion. It's already time."

He buttoned his trousers while I stepped backward.

What will I do with the meeting? Serve them coffee? Tea? Drinks? Or act as their secretary? But I am freaking illiterate!

He glanced at my clothes and up at my hair. As if on habit, I flattened my hair to no avail. "Fix yourself."

I. Am. Trying.

"What about my clothes, Your Highness? I will serve as your face. I cannot go looking like this."

I was still wearing the same clothes I wore on our trip.

"Servants!"

In a snap of a finger, a knock was heard from the door and it burst open followed by two servants.

"Yes, Your Highness," they said in unison. "Your Highness, do your wound not hurt at all?"

"It's healed already."

"That fast?" they said all together.

"Yes."

"Thank the heavens, Your Highness. The people, your people are deeply worried about your current state."

"You can tell them it's healed."

The more I listened to their exchanges, the more I recognized the voice! They were the same voice who was backstabbing me earlier!

"Choose something that would fit, River. I will be having a meeting with the Council. She will join me. I want her to be as presentable as possible."

They bowed. "Understood, Your Highness. We will be back in a minute," they said at the same time as if they were sharing the same mind.

How interesting.

"Do something about her red hair. It looks wild just like her. Fixed it. Do something about it."

The two looked like twins with similarities in the color of their eyes—chocolate brown and their high nose stifled a laugh while mouthing to each other, "Wild as her." But they became serious when King Maxxwell gave them the look. One was a brunette and the other one was a blonde.

I fixed my hair in an attempt to remedy the unruly thing. To no avail. King Maxxwell was right. It was wild.

"I can do it myself, Your Highness."

The alpha king dismissed his hand. "Do it then, River. The two of you, go."

In a hurried look, the two stepped out of the chamber.

"Who are they, Your Highness?" I asked when they were gone.