The Alpha King

Chapter Four. Her Parents.

Edited.

Layla’s P.O.V

We lay in bed watching American Horror Story: Murder House. Logan kept laughing at the man who got the girl pregnant and when the man with the burnt face killed her with a shovel. I turned to look at him and I couldn't help but watch as his eyes lit up every time he laughed.

“What?” Logan asked, as he turned to look at me. He must have sensed me staring at him.

“Nothing, I was just watching you.” I said, smiling at him.

“Well don't, I don't like to be stared at.” Logan said, looking back at the TV. I just rolled my eyes at him and carried on watching the TV. I put my leg over his and his hand slipped under the blanket, gently rubbing my leg. I moved closer to him, as I felt sparks travelling up and down my leg.

“So are you ready for next week? Ready to be Queen?” Logan asked, switching off the TV, after the episode finished.

“I don't think I'll ever be ready to be Queen. To have all these meetings, to meet with the Luna's from all around the world. It's going to be scary.” I said, as the butterflies in my stomach started growing again.

“Yes, it can be scary, but you will learn to stand your ground and be fierce. If others do not listen, you either send them to the dungeon, threaten to kill them or just kill them. Make them scared of you, show them how scary you are. Never let anyone intimidate you, if they see that they can, they will overthrow and kill you. I will have to teach you and teach you how to fight.” Logan said, I know he was only trying to help me, but it only made me more nervous.

“I already know how to fight.” I said, defensively.

“Oh really? Care to show me love?” He said, smirking at me in disbelief.

“What? Here?” I asked, shocked.

“Yes here.” He sighed, as he got out of bed and stood in front of me. I got out of bed and stood across from him, he moved around so there was nothing standing between us. He raised his hand like he was going to strike me, but before he knew it I kicked his leg, making him fall to the ground with a loud thud. He growled, got up and ran at me. I ducked and elbowed him in the back of the head, then turned and kicked him in the knees. He had enough and before I knew it he had me pinned up against the wall, grasping my neck.

“You bastard, put me down! You wanted me to show you and I did!” I croaked, looking into his eyes. He stared at me, his eyes black as night and that's when I realised, he wasn't mad, it was lust and he was trying to calm himself down. He pushed his body against mine, inhaling my scent. I could tell his wolf was trying to take over, he wanted me, he wanted to mark me. He started kissing my neck, causing me to moan slightly, as his canines grazed the skin on my neck. I gasped as he took his long claw, popping the buttons off my shirt, one by one, exposing my breast. He pressed against me once more, I could feel his skin touching my naked breast. I knew his wolf had taken over now, I raised my hand and gently caressed his cheek.

“Logan, come back. I'm not ready for this yet. Please, come back.” I said, stroking his cheek, trying to calm him. His eyes slowly turned from black pools of liquid to their hazel green colour. He looked at me and all I could do was sigh, I tried not to show him I was scared, but my heartbeat failed me.

“Do not be afraid. What you did to me only made me want you even more. my wolf came out, I couldn't hold him back.” Logan said, releasing me and looking down at the floor, guilty.

“I'm glad you pushed him back. I wasn't ready, but when I am, trust me you will know.” I said, nodding and lifting his head up to face me. He nodded and went to his closet, pulled a shirt out and handed it to me. I took my ruined shirt off and put the one he gave me on. I had to admit, what happened to me turned me on. I wanted him just as bad, but I wasn't ready, I was scared. I stood back, as I watched Logan looking out of the window. It's already light out, the birds were chirping and flying round to find food to eat.

“Well, I need to get to work, the kingdom isn't going to run itself. I have a few meetings to go to, so I will see you tonight.” Logan said, as he smiled and got ready to leave. I nodded and flopped back on the bed, almost instantly falling asleep.

“Layla, wake up. It's time to start your day, you have a meeting with a few Luna's today and after that your mother and father want to see you, you also have dinner with the King at nine.” Liz said, as she woke me up from my extra few hours of sleep.

“How long for the meeting to begin?” I sighed, trying to hide under the covers.

“You have an hour.” Liz stated. I sighed, got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I turned on the water and got in the shower, I couldn't help but think about what happened earlier, my breast pushing against his skin. I was aroused and I needed to calm myself down, before he smelled me. After the shower I dried myself off and walked to my closet, I got out a pair of jeans and a nice baby blue shirt. I got dressed and put on my boots. I sat down at my dressing table and Liz fixed my hair.

“You look wonderful. It's time to go, my lady.” Liz said, smiling at me with her hands on my shoulders.

“So where do we have to drive to, to get to this meeting?” I asked, nervously.

“We don't have to, it's in the throne room my lady.” Liz replied. I was slightly relieved about that, I didn't fancy going to anyone else's pack.

“Alright then, let's go so we can get this over and done with.” I sighed, standing up. Liz just chuckled and walked me out of my room, down the stairs and to the throne room. I opened the door slightly and I saw four women sitting there, waiting for me. They were talking about me amongst themselves. They never even saw me.

“Her first meeting and she is late.” The one woman said.

“Yeah I know, I don't think she will make it as Queen.” The second woman said.

“She is what we call a nobody. What was the king thinking? My daughter would have been perfect for him.” The third woman said, sticking her nose in the air.

“Are all of you finished talking about me? Oh and if your daughter was so perfect, then she would be here and not me. If you have a problem with me then speak now, otherwise shut the hell up and let's start the meeting. What's the meeting about anyway?” I growled at them, they all sat there, with their mouths dropped open in shock at how I had just spoken to them.

“Let's start or end the meeting now and nothing will get done.” I continued to speak as I sat down on what is meant to be my throne. A tall, long haired blonde lady stood up, she sighed and introduced herself as Francine. She spoke about how the rogues were trying to take over, another woman was talking about her daughter's mate. It was tiresome. After the meeting was over, I had to go meet with my parents. I wondered what they wanted, it's been weeks since I heard from them. I walked into the living room and Logan was already there waiting for me, his work must have been done for the day. I smiled and went to sit by Logan.

“So, mom, dad, why are you here? It's been weeks and I haven't heard from you. Why now?” I asked, cautiously.

“I feel...we feel that you owe us.” My mother replied and I glared at her.

“What do you mean I owe you?” I asked, confused.

“We raised you, clothed you, fed you and gave you a roof over your head.” My mother said, as if it was a burden to them, like I didn't matter to them.

“I never asked to be born, mother, you had me of your own free will. What has gotten into you?” I stated, they are starting to annoy me now, don't they care about me at all?

“What's gotten into me young lady is that I want my share. I never wanted you, I wanted to give you up, but your father wanted you, b***h. I was going to leave him, but I couldn't because I was pregnant with you. He always said we will get ours, but I didn't know what he meant until now.” My mother snapped, answering all the questions I had ever wondered about and some I didn't even know I wanted the answers to. I could feel Logan tensing up beside me, I could feel the anger building up in him.

“With your attitude I'm surprised the king hasn't thrown you out. I'm surprised you're not dead yet or even put in the dungeon, being tortured.” My mother spat out, standing up and pacing back and forth. I sat there for a while, staring at her wide eyed.

“What gives you the right to speak to me like this? If you didn't want me, then you should have given me up. I might have gotten a better life, instead you kept me and blamed me for everything that ever happened. I OWE YOU NOTHING!! YOU GET NOTHING FROM ME!!” I snapped at her, standing up to face her. Logan was just sitting there listening, I could feel his anger brewing inside of him.

Logan's P.O.V

I was trying my hardest to stay calm, to let my mate handle this. Layla's touch was keeping me calm, until she couldn't take anymore of her mother's crazy rantings. How could a woman be this cruel and despicable to her own daughter. A low growl escaped my lips and Layla turned to look at me, asking me with her eyes to let her handle it. I nodded and tried to calm myself down again. Layla turned back around to face her mother, but her mother raised her hand and slapped her across the face. She actually slapped her.

“YOU b***h! DON'T YOU EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN! I'LL HAVE THE KING KILL YOU, YOU WORTHLESS CHILD!” Her mother screamed at her, Layla had tears running down her face. That's it, I could feel my wolf take over, as I jumped from my seat and before her mother realised what was happening, I had her by the throat.

“IF YOU EVER COME BACK HERE I WILL KILL YOU! HOW DARE YOU HIT MY MATE!” I shouted at her and threw her across the room, towards the door.

“YOU WORTHLESS w***e!” I heard her father growl, I turned just as he stood up, balled his fist and punched Layla in the face. She fell to the floor crying and holding the side of her face. I had seen and heard enough, I grabbed her father by the throat and broke his neck. I dragged his body towards his wife, I grabbed her and tossed her once more, breaking her back instantly killing her. Layla screamed, as she balled herself up in the corner of the room, crying.

“Ron, in the living room now.” I mind-linked my Beta. He came rushing in through the door.

“Get rid of these bodies, I can already smell them rotting.” I commanded him. He nodded, picked the bodies up and took them outside to get rid of them. I turned towards Layla, walking slowly towards her. My eyes went back to their normal hazel green colour, as my wolf gave me back control.

“Layla? Layla, I'm sorry, my love, but they were hurting you. What they were saying was spiteful and hurtful. I'm sorry I killed them. Please do not be scared of me. Layla?” I said, trying to comfort her. She lifted her head and looked at me, the tears still streaming down her face. I sighed and sat beside her, she leaned her head against me, still crying. I wrapped my arms around her, she cried for a long time. When she was done, she got to her feet and I followed, standing before her. I pulled her close and held her against me.

“I loved them so much. Why did they say those things to me? Why didn't they want me?” Layla whispered, holding on to me tighter.

“I don't know my love, but they are gone now. Everything will be okay. I promise I will forever protect you. I promise.” I replied, running my fingers through her hair, trying to soothe her.

“I know my love.” Layla replied, finally coming out of the shock.

“Are you hungry?” I asked her. I know it was a stupid question, but I didn't know what else to say. She shook her head no. I bent down and scooped my arms under her legs, picking her up bridal style. I carried her to our room and laid her down on the bed. I got on the bed and lay beside her. She laid her head on my chest, as I played with her hair. We both fell asleep a few minutes later, hoping for a better day tomorrow.