Torn Between Two Dominant Alphas

Alina's point of view.

I was once anxious as I walked into the grand corridor of the palace, retaining Blake's hand tightly. He squeezed it reassuringly and smiled at me. "Don't worry, babe. You'll do great. Just be your self and everyone will love you."

I wished I could share his confidence. I had never met his dad and mom before, and they were no longer simply any parents. They have been the Alpha king and queen of our nation, the most powerful and respected werewolves in the world. And I used to be simply a normal girl, a human with no different competencies or status. How should I ever galvanize them?

Blake used to be their sole son and heir, destined to inherit the throne someday. He was once also an Alpha, a born leader with a robust and charismatic personality. He was handsome, smart, loyal, and kind. He was once the entirety I ever dreamed of and more. He was once my boyfriend, and I cherished him with all my heart.

But I knew that our relationship was not accredited by everyone. There have been many who notion that Blake should find a mate amongst his very own kind, a girl werewolf who should endure him strong and healthy pups. There were rumors that the king and queen had been secretly hoping that he would break up with me and choose anyone else.

I hoped they had been wrong. I hoped that Blake's mother and father would take delivery of me for who I was and see how a lot we cherished each other. I hoped that they would give us their blessing and assist our future together.

But as we approached the throne, where the king and queen have been sitting in their regal attire, surrounded using their guards and advisors, I felt an unexpected sit back run down my spine. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.

I regarded up at Blake's face and saw that he had long gone pale. His eyes widened in shock and concern as he stared at something at the back of me. I turned around slowly and accompanied his gaze.

There, standing at the entrance of the hall, was once another man. A tall and muscular man with jet-black hair and piercing blue eyes. A man who radiated authority and power like a blazing sun. A man who wore a crown on his head and a cloak on his shoulders.

The Alpha king, Jacob Lanter, had returned.

I felt like I was once frozen in place, unable to cross or speak. I may want to solely stare at the man who had simply entered the hall, the man who had modified the whole thing in an instant.

He was once Jacob Lanter, the Alpha king.

He used to be supposed to be dead. He had disappeared five years ago, after a bloody warfare with a rival pack. Everyone concept he had been killed in battle, alongside his mate and his unborn child. His brother, Blake's father, had taken over the throne and ruled in his absence.

But now he used to be back. Alive and well. And he seemed angry.

He walked towards us with a confident stride, his eyes scanning the crowd of humans who bowed and murmured in awe and fear. He ignored them all and focused on us. On me.

He stopped in front of us and looked down at me with a bloodless and intense gaze. I felt a shiver run through me as I met his eyes. They have been the most stunning and terrifying eyes I had ever seen. They had been like the sky on a stormy day, dark and deep and full of lightning.

He spoke in a low and commanding voice that echoed thru the hall. "Who are you?"

I opened my mouth to answer, but no sound came out. I was too scared to speak. I felt Blake's hand tighten around mine as if he was once attempting to protect me from him.

He spoke for me, his voice trembling slightly. "She's my girlfriend, sir. Her identity is Alina Bennett. She's human."

The king's eyes narrowed and his lips curled into a sneer. "Human? You're courting a human?"

He regarded Blake with disgust and disappointment. "How may want to you do this to me? To our pack? To our legacy?"

Blake swallowed tough and tried to explain. "Sir, I love her. She's my mate. She's the one for me."

The king shook his head and snorted. "Mate? Don't make me laugh. You can't mate with a human. You can not have pups with a human."

He reached out and grabbed my chin, forcing me to appear at him again. He leaned closer and sniffed my neck, making me gasp in worry and discomfort. He smirked and said, "You scent like nothing to me. You have no scent, no soul, no worth."

He let go of me and pushed me away from Blake. He said, "You're no longer his mate. You're nothing but a toy. A distraction. A mistake."

He grew to become to Blake once more and said, "You will give up this relationship right now. And you will do your responsibility as my inheritor and produce an heir of your own."

He paused and added, "Or else."

Blake regarded him with defiance and anger. He said, "Or else what? You'll kill her? You'll kill us both?"

The king smiled wickedly and said, "Maybe I will. Maybe I won't. Maybe I'll do something worse."

He regarded me once more and said, "Maybe I'll take her from you."

I felt a surge of panic and concern as I heard the king's words. Did he desire to take me from Blake? What did he mean with the aid of that? Did he want to damage me? To use me? To declare me?

I looked at Blake and noticed that he used to be livid and scared as well. He wrapped his hands around me and pulled me shut to him. He said, "No. You cannot do that. You can not contact her. She's mine."

The king laughed and said, "Yours? Really? Do you have a mark on her? A bite? A bond?"

He shook his head and said, "No, you don't. Because you can't. Because she's human."

He reached out and tried to take hold of me again, but Blake pushed him away. He said, "Stay away from her. I won't let you have her."

The king glared at him and said, "You may not let me? You neglect who I am. I am your king. I am your alpha. I am your uncle. You will obey me or you will go through the consequences."

He appeared around and said, "Guards! Take them to the dungeon. I'll deal with them later."