Mating The Alpha King Kairos

Caught Between An Alpha And A Pack

Aelys’s POV

The jug I held onto, nearly slid out of my grasp as I stumbled backward. Two days?! That was how long I had left before I faced the Council?!

I stood frozen in place, my eyes widening in horror. Sylira hadn’t missed the fear on my face as she passed me a knowing smirk.

Kairos Vargan’s gaze snapped towards me. His gaze shifted colors from stormy to his wolf’s as crimson bled into them. A shudder racked through me when his stare became excruciatingly painful, almost like they could see into my soul.

I faltered, averting my gaze as fast as I could, earning a chuckle from him.

“Hmm,” he growled out, his deep timbre voice snatching the air out of my lungs. “What is this scent on you, Kitten?”

Somehow, he still managed to grab a hold of my hand even as I moved an inch away from him.

“Don’t touch me!” I gasped, glancing at him with a snarl as I snatched my hand out of his grasp. Knocking the jug over and watching its contents spill over the rug as it shattered to pieces. Splashing over the Alpha King’s expensive leather shoe.

His head tilted slightly against the chair and he let out a laugh. Kairos’s gaze lingering between cold and livid.

“Are you out of your mind?!” Sylira sprang out of her chair, her palm connecting with my cheeks almost instantly. I reeled back, writhing in pain when I spat blood and my vision blurred. “Look at the mess you made! You ruined the Alpha King’s shoes!”

“Get on your knees and apologize to the Alpha King right now!” Kieran ordered, glaring at me.

I scoffed, clenching my cheek tight as it hurt. My sister walked towards me, grabbing my hand and tossing me over so I sank to my knees. Wincing, I struggled to get out of her grasp.

“Apologize, now!” She yelled.

Amusement flared in Alpha Kairos’s crimson irises. His hand slid under my jaw, tilting my gaze to his. “Feisty little creature” he muttered, “such a bloody delight,”

Snarling, I tried to shrug him off but he held tightly onto me, keeping my gaze locked on his. The collar flared white-hot. Pain exploded through my neck, I whimpered.

“I apologize on her behalf, Alpha.” Kieran began, “I’ll see to it that she’s punished for her wild behavior.”

Kairos nodded, “I see. A slave under such torturous conditions. Do remind me again, what her crimes might be?”

Sylira blinked frantically, glaring daggers at me as her gaze shifted to Kairos. “She….she spilled-”

“Oh. Remind me exactly how I asked that you avenge me? Are you trying to say that I’m incapable of seeking justice for myself, if I thought I needed one?” His gaze suddenly shifted to crimson, eyes glinting with murderous intent. “And by the goddess you already have her in chains. What exactly did this little Kitten do to you and to your pack?”

I glanced at him, wondering if this was the same man who had packs charred to dust because they stared at him wrongly.

Kieran’s face went purple. Shocked, was an understatement. He stared at the Alpha King like he’d grown a second head. If I wasn’t reeling from pain, I would’ve laughed from his pinched expression.

“She’s being punished by the pack!” Kieran growled. “This maid committed a crime of treason against our clan and as such, has to wear the collar as retribution for her sins.”

Growls rumbled through his chest as his gaze darkened, almost feral. “I don’t f*****g care what she did, or didn’t do. And might I say there seem to be a lot of traitors in your pack. Don’t you think? Your Regent Alpha was supposedly a traitor, and now, a low ranking Omega? Perhaps you’re not fitting to be Alpha. Or maybe, this is one broken pack that now needs to cease to exist.”

“No!” Sylira cried out. Dropping to her knees. “Forgive us, my King!”

“You had a traitor serve drinks for the king?!” Lysander snarled as his body bristled. Lifting to his feet, I watched as he clasped his hand around Kieran’s throat, slamming him against the nearest wall. “Are you begging to be killed? Or do you think so lowly of the King?”

Kairos smiled. But it was nothing subtle. He wiped the blood off my lips nonchalantly. “What are you, Kitten? Your scent is delectable.”

A frown formed on my lips. I had no idea what scent he was talking about, but all I wanted was to do was get as far away from all of them as I could. He didn’t seem like he had compassion, so why the hell was he suddenly showing concern for me?!

“ Please…Please Alpha! Have mercy!” Sylira trembled as she watched his Beta squeeze Kieran’s neck. Lifting him off the ground like he weighed nothing.

The Alpha King finally let me go, leaning back when he spoke. He waved his hand at his Beta, motioning for him to let go and return to his seat.

“Fine.” He chuckled a low, dark sound. “Your pack is already on a death roll. You have just tonight to impress me or you’ll cease to exist. Just tonight.”

I could already sense the fear rolling off Sylira in waves even through my suppressed senses. The look of horror on her face was all I needed to know. She swallowed hard, forcing on a smile.

“Why don’t you..eat and we’ll have our best females sent over to your room?” Sylira muttered.

“That one,” Kairos said, almost bored. Then, after a pause, he repeated again. “Send her to my room. Tonight.”

“What?!” Kieran wheezed.

“Did I stutter?” Kairos bared his canines.

“She…she is pack property—”

Lysander laughed, cutting him off. “Are you refusing the Alpha King a single maid, Alpha Kieran? Or is there a law that forbids a king from taking an Omega to warm his bed?”

“The Alpha King can have any other maid he wants! We’ll offer him as many as he wishes to keep.” Sylira cut in quickly. “Much Prettier—”

Kairos growled. The sound rattled the silverware and made every wolf in the room bare their throat on instinct.

“That one,” he said. “Unless you have a reason for defying and refusing to give me what I want, or you’re openly declaring war on your pack, you’ll have her sent to my room in an hour.”

What the hell was this?!

I was beyond livid as they continued to talk about me like I was some item to be owned, or kept for their sake.

I shot to my feet before I could stop myself, my vision hazed with anger. I’d had enough of this. “I’m not a w***e to keep your bed warm. And I sure as hell won’t be in your room in an hour. I’d rather die than have you lay your hands on me!”

Kairos’s lips curved. Slow, dark and amused. “Then choose, little wolf. Walk to my room on your own two legs. Or watch me tear this pack apart and burn it to the ground.” His gaze flicked to Kieran. “Your Alpha can try to stop me. The choice is yours.”