Chapter 7 Same Surname As the Alpha King？

"The Alpha King?!" I am a little surprised. He's so famous and I didn't think I'd actually get a chance to see him.

"I heard that he is very handsome and tall, but he has never had a girlfriend. He is twenty-five years old now and has not found a mate yet," Emily gossips excitedly, "You are so beautiful. If you didn't have a mate. Maybe you could get him interested in you."

I raise my eyebrows, "Twenty-five and yet never had a girlfriend. Is it possible that he doesn't like women?"

"You mean he likes men?” Emily screams, covering her chest. “Why didn't I think of that? Do you think it's too late for me to cut my hair and dress like a tomboy?" 

“Sorry. Lady. That’s too late.” I cross my arms.

The Alpha King keeps his image of being single in public may just to have a good reputation.

After all, reputation is important to the royal family.

Or is he Gay?

I'm not a fan of celebrities who seem to be single but may have a messy personal life. Not as good as my Beta, who is a decent guy and a gentleman.

"So… you said you have a mate, what does he do? What's his name?" Emily asks.

I hesitate to reveal Ziv's identity to Emily, so I vaguely say, "He is an ordinary white-collar worker. He works for his boss. His name is Ziv Sanders."

Anyway, Beta works for Alpha, and is a job, right? A white lie would be fine.

"Sanders?" Emily screams, and the rag in her hand falls to the floor.

Emily’s scream makes people around us look over. I immediately cover her mouth and tell her to keep her voice down.

"Why are you screaming like that? Is this last name special?" I ask in a whisper.

"Don't you know that Alpha king's name is Zane Sanders!" Emily’s eyes are super wide now, “ Sanders! Doesn’t this last name remain you of anything?!”

"There are a lot of people with the same last name, but the one in my family is not related to Alpha king. He's just a normal guy." Or maybe not too normal. A beta.

Emily picks up the rag, "Yeah, you're right, if your husband is Alpha King, then how can you work here? How can I be a colleague and become friends with the Queen?"

And with that, she bursts into laughter.

"Exactly." I giggle.

Alpha king. That kind of person and I are as far apart as the moon in the sky and the dirt on the ground. I don't dare and don’t want to imagine having anything to do with him.

I am lucky enough to have Ziv.

Zane's POV

When I step into the lobby, Findlay's wolf form, a big grey wolf, pounces on me head-on.

"Oh! My savior! You're finally back!"

I clutch the back of his neck and carry him away.

Findlay wiggles his big tail, "Please! I beg you! Please go check on those women! I'm going crazy. They keep asking me for your information all day long. And if I resist telling them they would...Hey! Hey, you! Come back! Where are you going?"

I leave Findlay's rant behind me, enter the elevator, press the button on the forty-eighth floor, and quickly closed the door.

The world finally quiets down.

Findlay that talkative, I should find him a wife to properly discipline his windy nature.

Ding-

The elevator arrives at the forty-eighth floor, where a whole floor is my grandfather's study.

The receptionist at the door bows and says, "Your Highness, Sir Sanders has been waiting for you for a long time."

I push open the door of the study.

My grandfather Peter is sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Listening to my entering, He turns his head and hums.

"You still know this is your home?" He mutters in dissatisfaction.

"You know, the Alpha of Blue Moon Pack needs to be tuned up," I answer.

"I don't want to worry about these annoying affairs. I just want to know when you'll find me a granddaughter-in-law! You look at those girls outside, each of them gorgeous. Even if you are eyes above the top, you should at least look at one of them. I do not care if you are busy or not. Today you have to choose one from among those girls..."

"I’ve found my mate." 

I announce between his brief break.

"Well, I know, so you have to quickly find a Queen. Such a large kingdom always needs a Queen to help you to take care of it. You can not rely on me, an old man, to help you ....." Peter’s voice abruptly stops, he looks at me in shock and asks. "What did you just say?"

"I said I found my mate."

"You found you mate?!!!" His mid-toned voice resounds throughout the building.

I nod without expression.

Peter jumps up from the couch, "Why are you waiting so late to say something so big? Where is my grandson-in-law? Where is she now? I have to go meet her."

With that, Peter walks toward the door.

"I didn't bring her back." I stop him.

"Didn't bring her back?" Peter furrows his brow in disapproval, "What does that mean?"

"First I have to tell you that my MATE is an OMEGA."

"So what?" Peter scoffs, "Have you forgotten what I taught you? Love knows no status! Don't tell me you don't think she's good enough for you. Just look in the mirror, you are a twenty-five-year OLD guy with a bad yet picky taste. You’re lucky that she didn’t dump you! There’s nothing wrong with omegas. They are also your citizens. Don’t you have any discrimination!” 

"What I mean is that I need time to verify her ability. As an Omega, she has not received systematic learning and training. And rashly bringing her into a life completely different from her previous one, I am worried that she will not be able to adapt."

Peter finally calms down. He asks, "And what if she doesn't meet your expectations?"

"She'll be my wife too, and I'll take my time teaching her and letting her adapt," I reply.

Peter takes a deep breath, "You are worried that her ability is not worthy of her position and she will be crushed by those old men in the council?"

"You are right. In fact, I don't want her to take on some unnecessary troubles. I want her to be happy. That’s why I didn’t bring her back immediately." I say.

"Okay. I accept that reason." Peter sighs, "So where does my grandson-in-law live now?"

Then his face changes as soon as I told him the address.

He yells, "How can you...... let my grandson-in-law live in a small house like that? Isn't that a disservice to her? Isn’t our 80-story building doesn't good enough? I order you to bring her back now......"

Here we go again, the grandfather's nagging.

"I still have work to do." I pinch my brows and hastily leave.

Even though I know it was rude to interrupt an older person's talking. But if I let him go on like this, I might not make it to the evening party.

Violet's POV

"Again, in a moment, all of you are going to put in a 100,000 percent effort to serve the guests today. If one of you dares to get in any trouble! I will deduct all your wages! You hear me? "

The manager gathers all the waiters and waitresses together and said these words for the tenth time.

"Roger!"

"Louder!"

"Roger!!!"

"All right, let's get back to work."

I pick up the tray in my hand, which is full of drinks, and walk through the gilded hotel auditorium.

The noble ladies are gathering together to talk and laugh, and the men in suits take shots and shots, once again making me feel their world is different than mine.

But to be honest, I do not aspire to that kind of life, every day with a false smile to cater. It is better to live a simple life.

Suddenly, the hall quiets down. As I look around, I notice that everyone is turning to look at the hotel door.

"What's going on?" I ask Emily, who is busy stretching her neck to look at the door.

"The Alpha king is here!" Emily says excitedly.

I follow her gaze toward the door and see a group of tall and strong bodyguards dress in black coming through the door.

They have surrounded a man.

At the same time, I smell the familiar, haunting scent of rum!

It was ......Ziv's scent!

Ziv is here? Where is he?