The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 39: worst depths.Jana finds Regina in the orchard by her usual tree.For a moment, Regina is almost fooled into believing that it is her dog, given that the princess comes jogging up to her in the form of a pitch black hound. Regina is once again startled into pitching backwards when the dog suddenly shifts into a woman, shrieking with laughter.She pouts.Princess Jana drops into a graceful seat in front of her with that preternatural, animalistic grace he always carries. “So jumpy,” She teases, but it’s without any malice.Regina picks at the fabric of her pants, flustered and embarrassed and a little sulky. “That’s not very polite,” She mutters, and her ears turn pink when Princess Jana, apparently, finds it uproariously funny.“You’re cute,” Jarad, sharklike.Regina barely suppresses a shiver.And then, she realizes what it must mean that the King is now out and about, rather than shut in the meeting room. “Is the meeting over?” Regina as
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 40: what is love .Jana is waiting in their room when Damian, finally free of the loathsome meeting, returns.He trudges in, exhausted by the hours of convening and planning and discussing.She so hates human interaction, sometimes; as draining as it can be. (Is it such a wonder that she should have fallen irrevocably in love with a man who is not always a man?)“All done?” Jana asks, draped decadently as she is over the chaise lounge in the room. When Damian walks over, without any need for words, Jana gets up. Damian throws himself on the chair and Jana curls up around him, purring.“So,” Jana hums, nosing into Damian’s neck, stretching languidly as the other’s hand comes up to slide along her lower back. “Whom shall I devour for you?”Damian huffs a laugh. “No one, I’m afraid.”Jana mouths at Damian’s collarbone, allowing the sharp point of her fangs to scrape softly along his skin, eliciting a tiny shiver that she delights in. “Pity.”Dami
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 41: orchids and readings.Mattel wakes from his sleep in the same instant way that he has a tendency towards.This means that Regina doesn’t have the time she needs to pull away and pretend she hadn’t been hovering over him, peering down at his features with curious (fascinated) abandon.Mattel opens his eyes to Regina’s face floating just inches above his, doe eyes round and glittering in the morning sunlight streaming through the curtains, seeming almost comically wide from the present angle below his nose.Heat floods Regina’s cheeks as she freezes, flustered, mouth parting and no explanation forthcoming save for incomprehensible stutters.Mattel’s lips quirk upwards, transforming the expressionless cold into something undeniably warm, creasing his features with lines that pull a helpless smile in turn from Regina’s own lips despite the blush still marring his cheeks.“May I help you?” Mattel rumbles, perfectly polite even in the early morni
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate .Chapter 42: comfort not fear .Mattel is quiet for several minutes.“He was the fiercest, mightiest hero of the legends; swift and agile and true.” Mattel’s words, hummed low, makes Regina lean back against him. “He had slain all the most fearsome monsters there were. When I was younger, I liked to imagine that he would come to slay me, too, one day.”Regina’s eyes burn. She turns to Mattel, stricken and angry and devastated, but finds nothing but an amused little smile on his lips. Mattel kisses her briefly, and a tear slips down Regina’s cheek.“You’re not a monster,” Regina says hoarsely, fiercely. “Don’t- don’t-”Mattel hushes her. “I won’t,” he promises, carrying far more fervent devotion than he has any right to give for two people in their circumstances. “But it wasn’t a sad thing. Don’t cry, lovely,” he hums, and carefully strokes the tear from Regina’s cheek.Regina closes her eyes, trying to will the tears away.(But it’s hard, when her hea
. The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 43: but where to? .Mattel feels a stark possessiveness well up inside of him; this constant, ever-present desire to claim and hold and mine. (Mattel has only ever known that anything good and warm is fleeting; it’s ingrained within him a vile sort of desperation to hold onto said things, because he’s only ever seen them depart, soon after.)Helpless.That’s the way Regina makes him feel. Like he’s no longer in control of his own faculties, his senses entirely wrapped up in trying to ascertain where Regina is at all times; in trying to catalogue and take in all the mesmerising curves of her features, the light catching in her eyes, the sound she makes when her breath hitches as Mattel’s lips press against hers.Her scent, sweet and floral and not unlike what Mattel might have imagined of that elusive paradise, had he ever permitted himself to dare think of something as holy and sacred as that.Mattel, that dark and loathed and treacherous
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate .Chapter 44: .*MATTEL* The clang of steel against steel echoed through the training grounds of the castle as King Mattel sparred with his trusted commander, Lionel. Their swords flashed in the sunlight, each strike precise and calculated as they danced across the practice yard, their movements fluid and graceful despite the weight of the weapons they wielded.As they circled each other, sweat glistening on their brow, Lionel spoke up, his voice calm and measured despite the intensity of their training."Your Majesty," he began, his eyes focused on the king's form as they exchanged blows, "we need to discuss the information Prince Damian has provided us."Mattel's brow furrowed in concentration as he parried Lionel's attack, his mind already racing ahead to the implications of the prince's warning. "Yes, I know," he replied, his voice tight with concern. "But what can we do? The kingdom is on the brink of war, and I fear we may be too late to preven
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 45: beginning of the end .Regina's steps echoed loudly in the empty corridors of the castle, her anger propelling her forward with a fierce determination. Every footfall reverberated through the silent halls, a testament to the turmoil raging within her as she approached the door to her and the king's chambers.Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions, each one vying for dominance as she struggled to make sense of the tumultuous thoughts that consumed her. Betrayal, anger, confusion, fear – they all mingled together in a tangled web of conflicting desires and uncertainties, threatening to overwhelm her with their intensity.With a trembling hand, Regina pushed open the heavy wooden door and stepped into the opulent chamber beyond. The air was heavy with the scent of sandalwood and roses, a stark contrast to the turmoil that churned within her. But she paid it no mind as she made her way to the nearby restroom, her steps quick and purposeful.O
The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate.Chapter 46: on the runaway .*REGINA*Of course Regina ran.I mean what would you do if everything you were believing in had been upended in one day, your entire chance of living possibly destroyed?Regina wasn’t going to stay in the castle longer just to be treated as a vessel for the king’s child.What she didn’t do when she was living with her step father, she was going to do this now.Run away.Luckily Regina had prepared for this eventuality. She knew that living in the castle would only be temporary.She had thought of running away then because the king didn’t recognize as his mate. But then decided to discard the idea after he began treating her like an egg.But now she had realized not all men can be trusted.And he must have been spoiling her so he could get what he wants. She locked the door to her own room and threw away the beautiful robe she had on, the gold jewelries, and all the things she was wearing which was doused with the king’s s