Protect Me Alpha King

Zenith.

That name again. Why did I always hear that name from his mouth? What was the two’s relationship? Did they have some sort of forbidden romance and the alpha king’s people were against it?

I wanted to know more about them. If only the people’s lips were not sealed, then gathering information about their relationships was easy as pie.

If only I could ask him about that...that would be magnificent. However, knowing the alpha king, he never wanted any slave to pry on his life. That was unacceptable and we did not have the right as slaves.

“I’m not Zenith, Your Majesty. My name is River. But if you want to call me by that name, you can call me that. Or do you want me to call her?” I asked, feigning ignorance about Zenith.

His vision cleared, recognition in his eyes, and his mouth pressed into a thin line. “River. It is you.” Disappointment crossed his handsome face before he hid it away.

Not wanting to be affected by his reaction, I beamed at him. “None other than your personal slave, Your Majesty. May I know who is that girl named Zenith—”

He stood, not wanting to continue hearing my words, bubbles hiding his manhood (to my relief), and stepped out of the tub.

He never wanted to talk about that woman. Why?

“Where are my clothes?” he asked, instead, not acknowledging my questions. “I’m starting to feel cold.”

If that’s what he wanted, to pretend I did not ask about that woman, it would be better if I let it go, but I will know more about that woman. Sooner.

“Careful, Your Majesty, or you will slip,” I said and looked for his clothes, found them, and gave them to him, careful not to see the lower part of his body. “I’m not fast enough to catch your fall.”

He grabbed the towel and clothes from my hands. Forcefully.

He dried his hair and wrapped the towel around his tiny waistline. He passed beside me and walked towards his bedroom. I thought he would sleep after he took his bath, but he went to the balcony and looked at the windows while I stayed still, waiting for his orders.

He was looking at the moon and silently praised its beauty. We were like that, silent, but when I could no longer tolerate the silence, I asked, “Do you usually sleep during your bath, Your Majesty?” And why did you call me Zenith? Did you think it was me? I asked in my mind.

“You’re unusually...chatty, River,” he commented, leaning on the wood, not bothering to glance in my direction. “It’s getting on my nerves.”

I bit the inside of my cheeks, drawing blood.

“Out of habit, Your Majesty.”

I shifted on my feet, unsure if I will tell him my life story for him to know me better since he will be my master. And if he realized I trust him, perhaps he will be moved.

“I am always chatty, Your Majesty. It’s just that back in my pack, no one wants to listen to me and wants me to become a mute who will only listen to them. Who will only nod.”

me Dog Slave, saying I always bark at the wrong tree. They said they were irritated by

need your words now. I want to enjoy my

“What happened to

Punished. Killed. Buried. Never in the history of my

my memory. Nobody. Was he included in the pile of dead bodies? Why did I

I said instead, “You’re a powerful one, Your Majesty. You can

how to use your words to let me hear anything I want, River. Are they even true? They are fancy in my ears. My other slaves usually

heart jumped at his declaration. Did he already have an inkling

attacked me and I had the urge to

safety of my room, to avoid getting bullied.

uttered in almost a whisper, making my head fall and looking at the floor. "This day has been tiring for all of us because of the enemy's infiltration." I pretended to sniff due to the sudden attack of emotions while looking

Damn it.

He was no longer looking

succeed. One day. Not

my other

"What slave?"

someone to warm my bed."

like it was being crushed into a million pieces? Whatever the alpha king wanted to do in his extra time had nothing to do with

"Go!"

away, Your Majesty." I did my courtesy bow and stepped back and looked for someone who would do the best

in my hands and danced whenever the wave of air attacked her crown of hair. She moved with grace and dignity which made my eyes in awe. There were a total of more than ten sex slaves,

did not particularly ask for anyone, so I had the

being the alpha king's concubines in the absence of his Luna and could bear him a son or daughter that would

of a miniature version of the alpha king suddenly flashed in my mind and warmed my

She was strangely happy as we sauntered towards his chamber. “I have been preparing

rolled my

she would walk faster, leaving me. However, her steps were light, as

I suggested. "If you wanted to bed

king never wanted to allow anyone to kiss his

alpha king never kissed any of you? Why?”

threw me a bored look. “He would get mad at us. If

kiss me. Why did he allow me to kiss him?

grasping the reason behind that. I was certain I kissed the alpha king of this Lycan kingdom. We kissed each other. And remembering

touched her skin, making sure there was not a single dirt on it.

I was forced to stay outside because of my

does not want to get laid by