The Alpha King's Nemesis

Chapter four

Elena

“Harder! That’s too slow and short. That isn’t the way you’ll take down the Alpha king. You don’t move like a sloth like that and expect that you’ll avenge your patents death!”

I moved even harder at that, I wielded the sword harder and imagined myself fighting the king with it. I hate him, I hate him so much.

I kept going and going even though my small hands were screaming at me to stop already. The sword was so heavy, my body was tired from all the training already, but I just can’t stop.

I want to fight, I want to become so powerful that I’ll be the nemesis of the strong Alpha king. He has caused me so much pain that I just want to do nothing else but to do same thing to him too.

“That’s more like it! Keep going just like that.” My trainer yelled at me, making me go even faster.

My frail body slowly got used to the sword. That same night, other rogues attacked us. My trainer and his wife who took me in were killed.

That was the night I unlocked a very dark part of me that I didn’t even know existed. All I knew was that I saw black, and the next thing I saw was the gory sight of all the rogues dismantled bodies. But they were gone, the two people who took me in after my parents left me alone in this world.

My eyes burned with so much hate as I stared at Silas, he stood before the crowd, giving punishment to a family who had rebelled against him.

After that breakfast session at the dining hall that day, I have pretty much avoided him or his minions. I eat in my room and just stay there plotting and all.

But I was summoned by him this morning, we had to be here together this morning.

As the scene unfolded before me, I couldn’t help but remember that night years ago. The child who stood with the family was just around ten years old, just like I was years ago.

No, I can’t allow this to happen again. I just can’t stand and watch this same thing happen again, especially when I can control it now. If this is the only thing I can do while I’m still the fake queen, then I don’t mind at all.

“You can’t do this to them, don’t do this.” I told Silas as I inched closer to him. Our seats were really close to each other, so it wasn’t that hard to speak to him.

Annoyance graced his features as soon as I said that. He didn’t even mind that we’re outside, he angrily replied me.

“Who do you think you are to tell me what to do?” He asked me.

“Your Queen who’s meant to be your helper and advisor. You shouldn’t even be carrying out things like these without informing me.” I told him.

I just seem to make him really angry each time I say a word to him, he’s now so mad at me.

“If you’re going to be a weakling, then just f*****g leave. And don’t you ever interfere in my judgement again, I don’t answer to you.” He warned me sternly.

Just then, his attention was tithed to the executor who asked if he could go ahead. I have to do something now.

“Unless you want me to start crying heavily and rolling on the ground here, don’t do it. Let them go, for the sake of the child at least.”

He saw how dead serious I sounded, his jaw clenched as he stared at me. I matched his gaze with me daring look, daring him to give the executor the go ahead to kill the family.

“The execution has been postponed. We’ll be here tomorrow.” Silas voice roared as he said this, he barely looked away from me. He stood up and dragged me with him, storming over to the castle.

Shock was written on the faces of the onlookers, probably because they’ve never heard or seen a postponed execution. Silas dragged me into the castle, only stopping when we got to a room that looked like his study.

“What the f**k did you do out there? Who do you think you are to question my authority or to even tell me what to do?” He growled angrily at me, his eyes flashing between yellow and red.

“Your Queen. Do you really expect me to sit down like some pet or what? I deserve to be involved in the decision making process of everything in the kingdom from now on. I can’t just be snatched away from my former life, only to end up being a doll here. Never.”

I just have to say or do anything just to have a solid point. It’s not like I give two f***s about the kingdom, I’m more invested in that little girl.

Silas let out a very loud growl, I was suddenly pinned against the wall. But I almost match his strength too, so I got myself out of his grip easily. He was really shocked, all shades of anger gone from him.

“Wh- what did you just do? Who the heck are you? No one ever matches my strength and ability. You’re an omega, how did you do that?”

I shrugged, “I train pretty hard. You must really think I’m really weak.” I chuckled dryly.

“You’re not just an omega. Who then are you? Did anybody send you to me? To this kingdom in particular? Are you a spy?” His eyes started flashing again as he tried to read my expression.

He’ll really work hard if he wants to read my mind, I’m like a rock. Too hard to be moved or break.

“Do I really look like a spy? Why would I even risk my life to spy on the Alpha king? I’m not ready to die yet.” Being in the mafia for so long made me master the art of lying and pretending.

Before he could reply me or read my expression further, the door was pushed open from outside and Serena came in. Both Silas and I were too busy to sense that someone is outside.

“Is everything okay with you, Silas? I heard that you postponed the execution. That has never happened before. Are you fine?” She sounded so worried that I doubted for a second if she’s actually talking about just the postponement.

“I’m okay.” Silas answered curtly.

“Are you sure? Did she make you postpone it? I’m very sure she couldn’t stand that sight. Such a weakling.” Serena said, it was almost as if I wasn’t even there at all.

“Excuse you? Who do you even think you are to talk to me that way?” I felt my wolf trying to break free, it has been scratching that surface of the restraint I had on it since I got here.

“I am the king’s best friend-“ I cut her off.

“And I’m the Queen! I don’t bloody care what bond you two have, but don’t you dare try to mess with me again. I’m not your puppet, neither am I some slave. I don’t know why you hate me, but trust me, I hate you as much.” The words came out so rigid and angry, just like I wanted it, then I walked out on them.

Good riddance to bad rubbish.