The King's Heir

Chapter 2

Aldren

"What is on my calendar today?" I ask as I scroll through my emails. Everyone relaxes hearing my words.

"Sir, at 10, you have a meeting with the legal advisory team. At 11, you have a meeting to review contracts with the clients. Details will be shared by Stacy soon. Lunch with the Chief Officers of Atom Technology. At 3, you have an appointment with the Health Specialist, Dr Marco Cesar, followed by a...a psychologist and a nutritionalist...Sir...and.." Blake gulped as he read out the schedule.

"What?" I almost growled at him. I was already on the edge today. Blake jumped in his seat. "Not me Sir..I just..."

"Hey, you..." Ethan shouts at a commuter over the closed window panel. He is ignored.

"Your Majesty.." Reid started "Senior Lucas has scheduled it. You can cancel it if you don't want to see them. But what is the harm in seeing them?"

"Are you serious?" I ask frowning 'What is wrong with him?'.

"Do you think I have a problem?" I ask.

"Damn it," mumbles Ethan again, as a car fasts close to us.

"No", Reid replies, " You are perfectly fine," he concludes.

"Then?" I ask nonchalantly.

"Seeing a doctor doesn't mean you have a problem, Your Majesty," he pauses and I raise an eyebrow at him." You are not being yourself lately," he says. Only Reid can say this; if it were someone else, he would have been dead by now.

"What do you mean?"

"You are stressed S...." Ethan cuts him off, "NO!" he exclaims as he stops suddenly, throwing us to the front. He successfully bumps the front car damaging its rear bumper and trunk.

"f*****g s**t!" he shouts as the front car changes lanes to park.

"Not again," murmurs Derek.

"Are you trying to get us killed?" asks Blake stealing my thoughts. "f**k my head." he groans.

"This is the third time in 2 months. He will get us killed one day, and how pathetic it may sound for an Alpha King to die in a car accident rather than dying for the pack, but this bastard will do it before that," says Jackson, smacking at the back of Ethan's head.

"Ouch...this time it was not my fault," Ethan says apologetically.

A knock sounds on the tinted car window. I shook my head at the obvious drama that entails. I ignored it and started checking my phone again.

"Hello, Mister.." I heard a furious yet sweet voice of a woman, but I tuned out of the conversation as my phone went off and I picked up the call; it was from Stacy. I had heard enough sweet voices in my life this was nothing new. Ethan was always a troubled kid. He gestures to me a thumbs up, showing he will handle it, closing the door of the car.

After a few minutes, Blake goes out of the car, grumbling something; I glance at Jackson, who is laughing his ass off over their conversation. I hung up the call when they both climbed back into the car. Blake hits hard on the back of Ethan's head, earning a glare from the latter. "Don't hit the back of my head," he says, rubbing it, annoyed. " ..it's the sensitive part of my body."

"Yeah..let me see if this is not sensitive." Blake tries to touch his most sensitive organ between his legs."

Ethan shrieks. "Stop it", says Reid, and they both back their seats, glaring at each other.

Blake turns to me, and I raise my eyebrows " He handed his black card to the lady," says Blake, and I glance at Ethan, who looks nervous before concealing it.

"I handed it because A lady needs to be treated royally." he glances at us. "I appreciate the beauty. I didn't like tears in her eyes", he says. I roll my eyes when Blake bursts out laughing; Jackson also chuckles, shaking his head. "You're good; she didn't slap you for flirting," says Blake, and Ethan frowns. I laugh along with them. This was my life long back, I used to be happy, carefree, and living my life. But now, my life has changed. My life in the car with my friends is what I needed but I can't have it.

"Whatever, but you have to agree the girl was hot", says Ethan, bouncing his eyebrows, to which Blake replies, "I agree". I snort. " What?" Blake asks.

"I can't believe you guys are drooling over a girl. When it has to be the other way round" I say.

"You should have seen her", Ethan says, adjusting himself on the seat.

"Yeah, she shut Ethan up.." Blake grinned satisfied with his remark. Ethan started the car.

Everybody falls silent as the mind link opens, and my beloved uncle speaks again, "We should discuss the mission 'The Heir', so I request everyone to be present at 6 at the Sheera meeting hall". I clenched my armrest; others in the car were tense over the aura Oscuro was spouting. I can easily override his command. I just listen to him because he is an Elder. 'How dare he command us?' Osc says, growling, putting the others in the car on high alert. 'Calm down, Osc; we will reply to him when the time comes.'

Mother's voice cuts me off through the link "Aldren, you will be available for the meeting, won't you?" I sighed and replied, "Yes Mother, I will be there".

I can't ignore my mother's words. There was a pain in her voice, she was worried about me, our pack and our species. Not only her, but everybody. I know that, but I can't keep on f*****g women. That is insane. I am fed up, I don't feel anything for them.

At times I snap at them as I did in the morning. I can't blame anybody for the situation we are in but the moon goddess.

I don't know what she thought when she cursed this upon us.

At first, I enjoyed sleeping around and had a few flings, too, but nothing serious. Now, I feel disgusted with myself. Women still drool over and get excited when they hear they are going to warm my bed. But, not me.

Sleeping around does make one despise oneself after a point, and that takes away the absolute satisfaction.

I growl frustrated, realising the situation we are in, all because of some sick bastards.

I turn to Jackson, and he glues himself to the car door, his face deathly pale. I realise it is the impact of my growl.

"Jackson, I don't want this 'f*****g' business. So find a solution for this asap, or I am gonna kill you," I growl, my wolf on the surface. He stammers, "Ye..yes, my king".