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Thirty One
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The King Alpha’s Mate Thirty Two
Skylar’s P.O.V I watched into the bird bath bowl as those useless rogues were killed one by one at the hands of that stupid wolf king. One job. They had one god damn job. Sneak in and grab the girl. How hard could that have been? I even placed a protection spell on them, meaning it shouldn’t have been possible for them to have been harmed. Yet the spell was useless against that dreadful mutt who reigns amongst the rest of the smelly creatures. It just didn’t make any sense. Against her, I would expect the spell to have some technical difficulties, but him? I needed to return home and do some research into him. My spy at the academy said the mutt king was the girls mate, but they hadn’t mated yet. Was she wrong? How else could her powers extend to him? Ugh, her powers. Useless girl. She doesn’t even know how to use them from what I’ve been told. She passes out every time she uses a tiny bit of energy. Pathetic. Just like her grandmother. Completely unfit to be a Queen. Not that her
The King Alpha’s Mate Thirty Three
I was running as fast as I could toward the end of the corridor but every time I reached the exit, the ground would swallow me up and I would be stood back behind the silver, steel bars. I grunted in frustration. It was a vicious cycle which had replayed for the 3rd time. I scrunched my nose at the awful smell. It smelt like rotting flesh and the freezing conditions didn’t help to dim down the scent. “Leia?” I asked mentally. Nothing. “Leia, are you there?” I whispered. I don’t know why I whispered, no one could hear the conversation in my mind. I could feel her stir inside me, but she wasn’t talking. I would have to figure that out once I got out of here. But where was here? I looked down to the padlock on door to my trapped room once more, and like I had previously, I twisted my wrist in the air causing the padlock to twist and break off the the bars. At this point, I realised silver didn’t burn me. Or at least it didn’t right now. I pushed the bars forward and ran out the d
The King Alpha’s Mate Thirty Four
Forcing ourselves out of bed was harder than usual this morning. Now I had Leia, Nate and I were able to mate and mark each other finally but we were waiting until later when we were on our trip away. Even though we both wanted to wait, there’s only so much you can resist when you’re rolling around in bed naked with your Greek god of a mate. Leia wasn’t any help either, she was one horny wolf who was more desperate to get her hands on her mate than I was. But after an hour of teasing and resisting, I finally found the willpower to escape my sexy mate’s embrace. Now, I was in my room with Maddie and I was packing for my trip. I had no idea where we were going, Nate wouldn’t tell me and he insisted it was going to be a surprise. But as long as I was with him, I didn’t mind where we went. None of that was important. Knowing how much I loved him already and how strong the mate bond had already become, I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like when I finally wore Nate’s mark on m
The King Alpha’s Mate Thirty Five
“So where are the dungeons kept, anyway?” I asked Nate, as I swung our interlaced fingers back and forth in excitement. I wasn’t excited about questioning the rogue, more like where we were off too afterwards. I was however, intrigued to find out what the rogue had to say and if he could provide us any more information that would help us locate Skylar. We took a steady pace back toward the castle, too steady for my liking. I was practically skipping against the white gravel, eager to begin our trip, but Nate continued to take peaceful strides and restricting me from pacing ahead without him. Not that I would, but only because I didn’t know exactly where we were going. He gently squeezed my hand, silently instructing me to steady my pace. “It’s not far from home. You’ll soon see”. The vagueness in his voice causes my eyebrows to furrow whilst cocking my head to look up at him, to which he chuckles in response. “Let’s just say it’s in a safe place. Only the Royal family and the truste
The King Alpha’s Mate Thirty Six
“Dead? How the hell can he be dead!” Jacques hissed in irritation as he stormed through the cell entrance. “He was perfectly alive last night!” Jacques observed the rogue, looking for any sign of life. Clearly, he didn’t find any because moments later he threw his hands in the air in exasperation as he turned to Nate. Nate clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth, a deadly expression took over his face. If I didn’t know him better, I would be petrified to make eye contact. “Xavier, explain” he spoke to the warrior behind me. His voice was calm and low, but there was a dangerous tint that promised to take over if he didn’t get the answer he wanted. As the guard stepped forward from behind me, Nate lifted from his knees and stood straight. Towering over all of us, he folded his arms across his chest whilst he watched the warrior, Xavier, with an expression cold enough to send shivers down my spine. If the dungeons were enchanted and only those most trusted or were a member of the royal
The King Alpha’s Mate Thirty Seven
30 minutes later we had arrived at an airport, to my surprise. I was certain wherever Nate was taking me was still within the UK, but as he pulled up outside a sleek black, private jet with the Amaris Moon symbol delicately painted before the wings, I realised I couldn’t have been more wrong. The flight wasn’t too long, I spent the most of the journey continuously asking Nate where we were going, hoping to break his silence. But damn, this man was dedicated to the cause. He refused to budge; telling me if I asked once more I’d build a list of spanks he owed me. However, I couldn’t help it. I was ridiculously impatient and I had a horny wolf inside my mind encouraging me. By the time the 2 hour flight was over, I’d built myself quite the number of spanks owed. Although truthfully, I’d only continued asking for that reason. Joel and his men sat on the far end of the jet, allowing Nate and I to have some form of alone time on the sofa further up. The black suede sofa had been big enoug
The King Alpha’s Mate Thirty Eight
Almost half an hour after driving through the town, we were driving onto the estate and I was clutching Nate’s hand as hard as possible, certain if I let go then I would wake up from the dream. A bed of magnolias laid behind the cypress trees, before folding out into a white, brick path. Two white pillars stood side-by-side at the large, white door, complimenting the peach exterior perfectly. White, wooden shutters were stretched open to all 6 windows facing the lake. But in the top, left corner of the villa and in between two windows, stood a white wooden door which led out onto a beautiful, black, metallic balcony which was covered in pink peonies. “I feel like I need to pinch myself” I told Nate as he guided me out of the car. Smirking, he shook his head and lent down to my ear. “If you think you’re dreaming now, wait until I get you in bed in a minute”. Goosebumps ran down my neck as I shuddered in delight. My heartbeat began to rise as a heat formed between my legs. Goddess, I
The King Alpha’s Mate Thirty Nine
Wrapped in Nate’s abnormally large, tattooed arms, in the blissful mahogany bed, I couldn’t have felt more content. As the back of my head rested against Nate’s bare chest, the drum of his heartbeat sounded like my favourite song. I didn’t know it was possible to be this happy, never in my wildest dreams had I imagined I would end up with a mate like Nate. Months ago, I doubted I even had a mate and yet, here I am, in the Wolf King’s hold. The room we resided in was beautifully simple, with white plush carpets and a vintage, mahogany dresser against the back wall. A candle, waterfall chandelier fell from the ceiling, directly above Nate and I. Beside the door stood an antique, French wardrobe with the Amaris symbol hand carved along the top, complimented with a full length mirror on either door frame. To my right, stood double white, wooden doors that led out to a wide, spacious balcony. It was perfect. It was classic, vintage. I loved the modern interior back home, but the decor he
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