All Chapters of The Alpha King's Labyrinth: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Victor's mouth crashes down on my own and I gasp in excitement. Victor takes the opportunity to slide his tongue in my mouth and my tongue immediately fights him for dominance. Adeline is pushing forward in my mind as we kiss. I can feel my canines begin to tingle in my gums. She is dying to mark what she knows is hers. Victor and I break away from the kiss and pant heavily as we stare at one another. His bright blue eyes are swirling from blue to silver and I know that his wolf is having the same feelings as mine. Victor rests his head against my forehead and closes his eyes trying to regain some sort of self control. "What if I told you that I wanted you to mark me?" Victor says as he still pants heavily against my forehead. His request catches me off guard but Adeline is howling inside of my mind begging me to do it. But I know that now is not the time for us to mark one another, I still have the prophecy to find. I still have to mend what was broken in my previous l

A lovely stone cottage stands at the end of a lane. Brown river stones cover the outside of the cottage with spots of lime green moss poking through in between each rock. Large, dark green vines that I have never seen before climb the outer walls and hang from the beams that hold the roof together. The roof itself looks like it is made of moss alone. Standing in the center of the lane I stare at the cottage in wonder. I have never seen the house of a Fae before. It looks warm and inviting and my feet travel along the cobblestone walkway up to the cottage without hesitation. As if in a trance I walk towards the cottage not noticing the circles of purple flowers that are growing among the stones. Before my foot steps inside one of them Victor pulls me backwards and I thump against his chest as I fall. "Be careful where you step," he says with a bit of a frown on his face. "Esau is not fond of visitors." Looking down at my feet I finally see the circles that are spread throu

NATALIA POVVictor and I walk back to his cottage in silence. I grasp my arm around Victor's trying to keep my balance. The words of the prophecy keep running through my head making me feel dizzy. I run through the lines of the prophecy one by one in my head as we walk slowly back to Victor’s. ‘The true Queen shall ascend to the throne when the blood moon rises on the fifth day of the ninth month.’ This one is easy to figure out. The blood moon will arise in three months. ‘Not a Queen of privilege born, but a white wolf born to an Omega.’ This one should be obvious as well, but I refuse to believe that I am the true Queen. Why would the Moon Goddess choose me? I was born from nothing and I will never be anything special. ‘Fated to one brother, forced to mate with the other.’ Once again obvious. Fated to Victor but forced to mate with Alexander. ‘With time cannot all wounds be healed but with time rewritten a Kingdom can be saved.’ This line is the one that confuses m

I step out onto the steps of Victor's cottage and stare across the road to the blue cottage with red shutters. I look back at the stone cottage that belongs to Victor and I close my eyes as I grip the prophecy in my hands. With my eyes squeezed tightly shut I think about the life that I could have shared with Victor in this cottage. I picture myself heavily pregnant, barefoot on the hard floor, cooking my mate a delicious dinner after he comes home from a hard day's work. I picture myself chasing my pup around the backyard of the cottage and scooping him up in a fit of laughter. Most of all I picture myself falling asleep every night and waking up every morning in the comfort of my mate's arms. Opening up my eyes I shield them from the bright sunlight that beats down on the village. I can picture all of those things that I desperately want in my mind but I know that is not the life that the Moon Goddess has chosen for me. The words of my prophecy echo through my mind as I slo

Alexander POVI watch in shock as Natalia storms out of my office. Her words echo in my head. "I will do her job but you will not use me for your pleasure," there was so much venom in her voice and I knew that she was serious. She runs from my office and the door swiftly closes behind her. No one has ever spoken to me in such a way before and I am left in a stunned silence. It can only mean one thing, she is the true Queen that my prophecy speaks of. I shuffle through the pieces of paper on my desk until I find the one that I am looking for. The paper glows brightly in my hands as I watch the Fae symbols transform into a language that I can understand. I read my prophecy in silence before crumpling the paper angrily in my hands. The flicker of the candle on my desk catches my eyes and I know what needs to be done. Lifting the prophecy to the flame my eyes glow brightly as I watch the paper become engulfed in orange flames. I toss the burning prophecy into the cold firepla