Chapter 31
Alpha Jack
The wind howls past my ears as I run in wolf form. It takes four hours, but I don’t stop once. I race through forests, leap over rivers, and dodge trees with barely a sound. When I reach a secluded area behind tall hedges, I shift into human form, pulling on the fresh clothes I stashed in a bag.
My chest heaves, rising and falling like a wild animal finally caged, as I think about why I’m here. All I need to do is get in, speak to the Alpha King, and get the hell back to Kali.
The palace looms before me—a towering beast of stone and gold, carved into the side of the mountain as if the gods themselves placed it there. It exudes power and old wealth. The kind of place that commands silence and respect just by its very existence.
Carriages of every color line the long stretch of gravel–at least a dozen of them, each polished to a gleam, bearing the crests of various packs. Alphas from all over have gathered here. Each one is desperate to impress the king and his precious daughter.
I could have taken a carriage like the rest of them. But that would’ve taken the entire day. And I don’t have that kind of time–not when Kali’s all alone, probably overthinking everything I said, maybe even planning to leave.
I came here to fix a mistake.
That’s it.
Sure, becoming the Alpha King’s son–in–law sounds like a dream–power, influence, a straight path to the throne. But all of that means shit without her.
Kali is my mate. My fated one. The moon goddess doesn’t make mistakes. She chose her for me for a reason, and I’ll be damned fool if I turn my back on that bond for a shiny title and a cold marriage. And I’m no fool.
I stride toward the entrance. The guards take one look at me and bow, stepping aside without a word. As they should. They know who I am.
The moment I step inside, I’m hit with the scent of polished floors, burning incense, and an overwhelming sense of pride–a pride so thick it makes lesser
men feel small.
The grand hall is massive—marble floors to ceiling, thick red banners bearing the royal crest hanging down, and gold accents glinting in the torchlight.
At the far end, a raised platform holds three massive thrones. The one in the middle–crafted from black iron and etched with moons and wolves–can only belong to the Alpha King. His presence radiates authority, just as it always has.
He’s sitting on it now, radiating authority like he was born in that seat. Tall, silver–haired, and broad–shouldered, his face is carved from stone. His emerald eyes scan the room like a predator, and even from here, I feel the weight of his gaze.
To his right, another chair sits empty–reserved for his Luna and mate. To his left, on the smaller throne, sits his only surviving daughter.
She’s perched on the throne like she’s already queen, legs crossed, chin in her hand, her dark red gown clinging to her curves like it was painted on. Long black hair falls in waves down her back, her lips full and glossed, her nails blood red as she lazily flicks them against the chair’s arm. She’s beautiful in a venomous way–dangerous, sharp, and fully aware of it.
The line of alphas stretches nearly to the door, each one waiting their turn to impress her. But I don’t care about long ass lines. I walk right past them.
“Hey–get back in line!” one of the alphas snaps.
I turn and lock eyes with him, my glare silent but deadly. He shuts up immediately.
Silence follows me as I stride past the others, heading straight for the front and center of the hall. I don’t break my pace. I bow slightly, giving the Alpha King a respectful nod, my fists clenched behind my back.
“Your Majesty,” I begin, my tone firm yet respectful as he inclines his head. “There’s been a misunderstanding-”
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“EEEEEK!”
A high–pitched squeal slices through the room.
“What the “I lift my head just in time to see the Alpha King’s daughter leap off her throne and charge down the steps like a woman possessed.
I came here to clear up a misunderstanding, but now I’m trapped in the middle of a royal disaster–with a possessive princess on one arm, a deadly king on the throne, and a mate back home who owns my soul.
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