Semua Bab Alpha King's Human Mate: Bab 51 - Bab 57

"Are you sure it's okay for us to leave the palace?" Josiane asked for the tenth time since we began our journey to Neve Place. "Yes, Josiane, so stop being anxious." Godiva answered in my stead. "Micaela already told us about the king's approval to let us outside the palace for the day." "And he is okay with us taking one of the cars." She asked again, staring in awe at the car in front of her. "Yes, Josiane." I groaned. "Then I guess it's okay if I do this." She yells, jumping up and squealing in excitement. "I have always dreamt of riding in one of these, and I guess dreams do come true." She gushed excitedly, her hand hovering on top of the car like she was scared that if she touched it, it would disappear. "Sometimes I can't tell if she is eighteen or eight." Godiva mutters, shaking her head. I laughed at how hard she tried to play it cool, like she wasn't as excited as Josiane, and would have easily been fooled had it not been for the way her eyes shone, with firewo

"Ugh." I groaned as I woke up. I opened my eyes slowly, only to close them again when a streak of light hit my face. My head was pounding so hard that the weird taste of alcohol lingered on my lips, making me want to puke. I closed my eyes, trying to hold the bile down, but when I couldn't, I hurriedly got up from the bed, struggling to get to the bathroom even though my legs felt weak. I bend down, I throw up my gut, and I groan in disgust. After I was done, I flushed the toilet, going over to the tap to wash my mouth and face off. Sighing when I felt a little relief, I raised my head up to glance at the mirror, and I almost stopped myself from screaming out loud at the person staring back at me. My hair was dishevelled, and underneath my eyes, there were dark marks sticking to them. It must have been from the stuff Neve applied to my face yesterday. Scooping some water into my hand, I raised it up to wash my face, cleaning the makeup off my skin before fixing my hair.

"Where is the king?" I asked Kyros a thousand times today, and as expected, he gave me the same answer: "Busy." I sighed in frustration, going back to my room. I don't understand why he won't tell me where Orpheus is. It had been two days, and I hadn't seen him since the last breakfast we had, when he promised to be back but never did. I was worried shitless that something may have happened to him, and they didn't want to tell me. I continued to pace around the room with the hope that, wherever he was, he was okay. My heart pounded faster, and my body felt weak; I could just stay here and do nothing. I needed to see for myself that he was actually okay. So I returned back to the door, pulling it. I was certain that by now, Kyros was already tired of me asking where the king was. "Do you mind taking me to where he is? I just want to see for myself that nothing is wrong. Please, " I pleaded, my eyes blurry with tears. Kyros sighed, staying quiet for a while. His mind seemed

My body felt weak and drained, but I felt myself regaining all my senses. It had been a while since he came out, and I tried not to get angry because he only comes out when I become pissed and out of control, which is what my mother's presence did to me. She always manages to bring out the worst in me. Every single time, all I felt was immense pain running through my body for no reason other than to punish me, and I think that this is a way to retaliate for keeping me locked in. I have never tried fighting him before, but even since the time I almost lost control in front of Micaela, I made a promise to myself never to frighten her the way I did, so I did everything I could to suppress him. Even when my mother began spitting words out, I still wanted to hold back, thinking only of Micaela, but I lost it when she threatened to take my mate away from me and have her killed. Suddenly, all I felt was the darkness consuming me; it felt like I was in nothingness, just complete darkn