Protect Me Alpha King novel Chapter 73

I knew that people would never respect me because of my past because I was an omega and slave of the Haverstone Pack who rose to rank because of the alpha king.

No matter how many fancy dresses I wore and the diamonds and gold I owned, they would still refuse to honor me as their future queen.

I yanked at the alpha king's clothes, silently telling him that it was no longer needed to force it on them.

I understood he wanted to help me with my so-called revenge against Alpha Erik, and I appreciated him for that. However, there was something I could no longer do which was beyond my reach—acceptance from them.

However, if I wanted to let it go, the alpha king declined to let it slide.

"You refuse to honor the alpha king's order?" he growled, baring his teeth at everyone. "How dare all of you! Do you want me to punish you until you beg for my mercy?" he barked.

My packmates retreated.

I was satisfied seeing the fear in their eyes and how they cowered on the alpha king's threatening glares.

Angering the alpha king was their mistake. Angering him further would be their death.

The alpha king let out a guttural growl.

The women gasped and shivered in fear and hastily fell to their knees. That was how powerful the alpha king was. The rest followed one-by-one, heeded by Alpha Erik until the only one standing was Alpha Wade.

Alpha Wade grinned at me.

"Father," Alpha Erik warned, watching him.

Alpha Wade smiled again, bringing nothing but shivers down my spine. It was true he never respected anyone's authority.

However, to my surprise, he followed his son and bowed his head.

"Hail to the future queen of the kingdom of Vernice!" Alpha Wade shouted. The other followed, chanting those words.

Did their chants feel like music in my ears? It was not. Instead, my skin felt like something was crawling as I continued listening to them.

Those were not victorious chants.

It feels like something terrible will happen soon.

Satisfied, the alpha king held his hand, and my packmates stopped.

"Now. That's better.. that's the kind of warm welcome I want from this pack, Alpha Wade. Enough of that. Let us know where our room is, and we will retire for the day: rise, servants of the kingdom of Vernice. My people," the alpha king ordered, emphasizing the word servants.

They stood.

"The slaves already prepared your room, Your Majesty and River." Glancing at me, he asked, "Or do you want me to address you as Your Grace? How about Queen River of the kingdom of Vernice?" Alpha Wade interrogated.

He was taunting me. There was no way he would accept his past slave to be his future queen. His pride wouldn't allow it. That would be a blow to his ego.

I cleared my throat and gave back his smile—that sickening smile that did not reach his eyes.

Bastard.

I put one hand on my chin as if deep in thought.

"Alpha Wade. You humor me. I did not know you are now soliciting suggestions from your servants."

"I have to respect the authority and be on good terms with the kingdom."

Liar, my mind spat.

I extended my hand in front. "Kiss my hand, Alpha Wade. And while you do it, call me Queen River, or you can call me Your Grace. Any of the two will do. I like it when you call me that, Alpha Wade. Pleasant to my ears. Something new. I never thought I would come back here being your queen."

He did not move.

Alpha Erik gulped beside Alpha Wade.

Pouting my lips, I glanced at the alpha king.

"See that, Your Majesty? Alpha Wade is only good with his—"