Betrayed Heiress: My Second Chance Mate is A Lycan King

Alexander’s POV

“Once again, you have proven to be useless,” I growl. My fists ball at my sides as my canines sharpen. This priest showed no hint of fear, and that angered me more. He should fear me, my father or not; he is my subject.

I don’t know why everything about this man just enrages me. His face, his words, his voice, even his damn presence, angered me. It took every ounce of self-control I had in me not to pounce and rip his throat wide open.

I don’t know what part of me thought that he would be of any help. Maybe it was because he was the last person I knew Jared cared about; he respected this priest like his very own father. And to be honest, I almost thought that this priest loved him like a son.

I guess I was wrong.

“Thanks for nothing.” Turning on my heel, I stormed out of the shrine. Before I am completely out of hearing range, I hear him say something to Aira.

“This is going to be the hardest thing he has ever had to do. Please be with him.”

Bullshit.

I have killed countless foes before; Jared will be no different.

I wait for Arnold join me in my office. When he does i give him one order.

“Find him.”

Arnold nods in understanding before leaving my office. The door opens and shuts once again and a sigh leaves my lips, only one person would dare to come in without knocking first.

“I am not in the mood to talk now, Aira.”

“I think you are,” she says defiantly, coming to strand beside me. She takes a seat on my table and I can feel her eyes drilling holes into my skull. “I think you need someone to talk to now more than ever.”

Good God, why did she have to be so stubborn, and why now?

“I don’t, Aira. What I need now is to find that bastard and rip his heart right out of his chest, because every second we waste here, we are putting our people and you in danger.” I snap, already annoyed that she couldn’t see all of this.

Calmly, she tilts her head to the side and says, “You know what I think?” She asks, but I do not give her a verbal response. It doesn’t stop her from replying to herself, however. “I think you are upset because the spirits didn’t give you any other option. You knew killing Jared was the best and only way to stop him. But you went to your father, the last man Jared respected, and the royal priest to help you find another solution. You were hoping to find his ally and kill him in order to leave Jared powerless and without any support.”

Rising to my feet, I come to stand between her legs. I place both my hands on the edge of the table at her sides and crouch down until I am at the same eye level with her.

Her eyes searched mine, her bottom lip in her mouth, and God, I just wanted to take them out and suck them forever.

I place my thumb on her chin and drag it slowly up and down her face. “You have always been way too smart for your own good.” Pushing myself off the table, a knock comes from the door, and I say, “Come in.”

The door opens, and one of my guards walks in with an envelope in his hands. “This came for you, your majesty.”

Nodding once, I take it from him and watch him excuse himself.

“Who is it from?” Aira asks, and I shrug.

“Let’s find out,” I say before taking out the letter inside and reading aloud.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Want to put an end to this? Then you must choose the path that you wish to fight for. The good is filled with hate, and the bad is filled with love.

-J.

“What the hell? This is the same thing your mother keeps saying to me. What does that even mean?” Aira asks as I slowly drop the letter.

“It’s a part of a story my mother used to tell us when we were kids, and there is only one place where she always told us that story.” I pause, shutting my eyes in irritation. I should have known my mother told me where to find Jared all this time ago. I should have known that would be where the coward would hide.

Even in death, my mother has been more helpful to me than my father.

“I will be right back,” I growl before storming out of my office.

Aira’s little footsteps fill my ears, and I knew that her incessant curiosity wouldn’t let me go without asking a million questions first.

“Wait, where are you going?” She asks as I make my way down to the weapon room. The guards bow in respect to us.

“Get Arnold; tell him to gather and arm the men. We are killing that bastard tonight,” is my order to one of the guards.

“Yes, alpha!” was his response before rushing off to do my bidding. I step into the weapon room, and Aira’s gasp fills my ears.

Oh, that’s right. This is her first time being here.

There are still so many rooms in this palace that she has yet to see. Maybe one of these days, when all of this madness has blown over, I will show her around. That is, if there is another day for the both of us.

Each wall was covered with weapons, ranging from guns to knives to grenades, swords, bombs, and even bazookas. I arm myself, ignoring Aira’s gaping figure beside me.

When I am done, I step out of the room, and she is quick to follow me.

“Wait! Don’t you think this could be a trap? I mean he is basically luring you out somewhere,” she says as she follows me down the hall and out of the palace. As i descend the stairs, my eyes fall on my men all armed to the teeth beside their vehicles.

“If it is then I will make sure to kill him in his very own trap.” I growl and before she can counter my words, Arnold walks up to me.

“The trucks and men are ready alpha. We are all just waiting for your word,” he says to me, and I nod.

“Arnold, I need you to stay here with Aira.”

“What? No. I am coming with you,” the both of them say simultaneously. They shoot each other a side glance, surprised and partially disgusted by what just happened.

“Your coming was never even a choice for you to make,” I say to Aira. Before she can counter me, I turn to Arnold and say, “You are the only one I trust with Aira’s safety. If anything happens while we are away, I want you to protect her at all costs.”

“I am right here, you know! And I can take care of myself,” Aira says, but neither of us pay her any attention.

Arnold appears to not be okay with my decision, but despite that, he nods in understanding. “I will protect her with my life,” he says, and I nod once in appreciation.

Turning to Aira, I take her in my arms and place a kiss on her forehead. I place mine on hers and whisper. “I love you.”

Just when I am about to pull away, she grabs me by the wrist. When I turn to look at her, our lips seal, and a burst of electricity fills me. Our kiss is slow, passionate, and loving.

It took everything in me not to take her by the waist and have my way with her right here and now.

Sadly, she pulls away. And when she does, she pins me down with those intense eyes of hers.

“Promise you will come back to me.”

“I promise,” I tell her, and she lets me go. It was almost physically painful to step away from her; every fiber of my being is screaming at me not to leave her. But she will never be safe with that maniac running around.

I have to do this.

I just hope I haven’t made a promise I won’t be able to keep.