The Alpha King and the White Witch

Chapter 1

20 years later…

“Let’s party!” A red-haired beauty wearing a tight white mini-dress that hugged her petite figure perfectly shouted and raised her glass to all the people partying downstairs. Her body is partly leaning forward on the rail.

She received a lot of cheers from the crowd below, who were all pressed together and dancing to the loud beat of the music that the DJ was currently playing, which made the sexy woman laugh out loud. The colorful lights that are constantly moving around the room served as the main lighting of the club, illuminating parts of the room from time to time.

“She’s crazy,” said the blonde-haired woman, who had her legs crossed as she sipped her margarita. Her long legs are covered with skin-tight jeans and she has a bandana top on to cover the upper part of her body.

Placing her glass on the table, she turned her attention slowly to the black-haired woman sitting beside her. The wine red bodycon dress that reaches just below her knees contrasts her porcelain skin so well, making her skin look like it’s made of glass. The men who see the trio can’t help but to stare longer than normal at her compared to the other two women with her.

“You’re so goddamn gorgeous tonight, Helena. Like damn, queen!”

“Just tell me you missed me, Lucy. No need for flattery. You’re beautiful yourself, missy,” Helena said, making a face at her blonde-haired friend who was an aspiring model.

The two of them met each other just a few months ago, in a studio where Lucy had a modeling gig and Helena was there to deliver flowers for her. The moment Lucy had the flowers in her hands, she immediately broke and crushed each one of them. Helena was taken aback at what she saw and couldn’t help but feel upset because she had grown those beautiful flowers herself and someone ruined them in front of her, but then Lucy noticed her stares and explained to her why. After finding out that it was from Lucy’s ex that was two-timing her, Helena took the flowers from Lucy’s hand and threw them on the trashcan herself and the two women stared at each other, both bursting out laughing. After that day, the two women became friends.

“Just take the compliment, you sexy babe!”

Beautiful red curls suddenly pressed against her right cheek as she felt arms wrapping around her waist. Shaking her head, she gently pushed the red-haired beauty’s face away from her, which the latter just reacted with a giggle.

“I think you had too much to drink, Ash.”

“What? No way. I need more tequila!” Ash said while she wiggled her shoulders to her friends.

Ash is actually Helena’s landlady and also her receptionist in her flower shop. At first, Helena did not want to hire her as her employee as she’s the one who owns the land where her shop is located, but Ash is as hardheaded as she can be. She wanted to be friends with Helena and wanted something to do with her time and so the latter agreed. The woman owns a lot of commercial buildings in that town. The rentals from the business owners alone every month can feed a whole family with twenty children. She inherited it all from her parents who had already passed away. Ash is one of those people that looks so happy on the outside but is actually lonely on the inside.

“Speaking of! Lena, you agreed to do shots with us!” Lucy said, wiggling her eyebrows at Helena and winking at Ash.

Helena was about to protest when the two women suddenly stood up and took each of her arms and started dragging her with them downstairs where the bar and the dance floor were located. The whole club was packed but the three women seemed to be having the time of their lives, not minding some of the people pushing and bumping against them as they made their way in front of the bartender.

Ash immediately ordered shots to the bartender, winking at the man, who in turn blushed at the gesture. Lucy and Helena giggled at the sight. The three of them were just leaning against the counter when the bartender placed three shots in front of them, which they in turn downed together. All three of them cheered together and joined the crowd, dancing in the middle of the sea of strangers. Three songs later, Lucy told them that she was just going to pee, which, as if on cue, Ash felt the same urge and so the two went together.

But before that, the two women made sure to leave Helena at the bar counter instead of being in the middle of the dance floor.

“We’ll be back as soon as possible, Lena.”

“Just go already, ladies!” Helena said, giggling at her friends.

After the two disappeared from her sight, Helena decided to order another drink from the bartender, who, oddly, was not the one who gave them their drinks a while ago. But then she just shrugged the feeling off, thinking the other one’s shift might’ve already ended. Grabbing her drink, Helena immediately took it and thanked the bartender. Sipping slowly, she enjoyed the taste of the delicious margarita while waiting for the two to return. But then, only after a few minutes of emptying the glass, she felt so hot all of a sudden.

The feeling of her dress against her skin started to become uncomfortable, her ears started ringing and she was becoming a little dizzy. Shaking her head, she did her best to walk away from the crowd of people as each touch of a stranger’s skin made her feel hotter than she already did. The red blazing sign that reads EXIT immediately caught her attention. Pushing the door out, the cold night breeze made her feel better, as if a cold bucket of water was thrown at her. Stepping out of the dimly lit alley, Helena walked slowly to the front of the club, deciding that she'd just tell the girls that she already had enough drinks for the night.

Clumsily walking, Helena suddenly stumbled and was about to fall when two strong arms suddenly wrapped themselves around her waist. The burning feeling that she had been feeling a while ago suddenly came back so strong that it made her knees weak. Grabbing the muscular arm around her for support, Helena almost moaned as delicious sparks suddenly ignited from her finger tips straight down to her core. Closing her eyes, Helena unconsciously leaned backward, feeling the stranger’s hard body against her soft ones. She’s not supposed to be doing this! But her body seems to have a mind of its own.

“Hello, mi amor. I’ve finally found you,” a sexy, deep baritone voice softly whispered to her ear.

“W-what?” the last words of the stranger made her come back to her senses for a bit. Leaning away from his body, she tried her best to break away from his grasp. But then her drunk self made it so hard for her to just even take a step.

“You’re drunk.”

“I am, smartass. Now let go.” Helena ordered, as the more she stood in his arms the more her body became so hot that she wanted to be touched by him so badly. She’s no wanton woman, but the fire that’s currently consuming her body is making her feel otherwise.

“I’ll slowly let you go if you promise that you can stand on your own,” his soft breath slowly blowing against her nape, which made all the hairs on her body stand up.

“Will you stop doing that?” Helena slurred. Her mind became cloudier and her breathing became labored as her body felt like it was burning up literally. The need to get undress and be touched became more intense, not to mention that the thing between her legs felt like it was dripping.

Her breathing hitches as she heard a low growl from behind her. At the same time, the arms around her once again tightened and, before she knew it. Her back is already pressed against the hard alley wall and soft lips are pressed against hers in a passionate kiss. Her rationality had probably left her as both her arms were wrapped automatically around the man’s nape as she desperately pressed her body against him. The friction of their skin against each other makes her body feel better. Like water to a very thirsty man, Helena kissed him back with the same intensity as he did.

The stranger’s lips suddenly disappeared and Helena made a sound of disappointment when she suddenly felt his lips on her neck. Sucking and licking the skin between her neck and shoulder. His big rough hands squeezed her waist softly as if he was afraid to hurt her. His manly scent is enveloping her senses; Helena knows that what she is doing is wrong. She barely knows the man and has not even seen his face. He could be an enemy for all she knew, but his every touch felt right and, for the first time, she felt safe being in someone’s arms.

She should not want this but f*ck, all she can think about is him. All her rational thoughts are thrown away at the back of her mind as she lets herself be consumed by him. Letting this stranger touch her body like he owns it. Her hands were gripping his arms for support as her body seemed to have turned into jelly. As if he noticed, the man immediately pulled her impossibly closer to him.

Helena couldn’t help release a lustful moan when she felt something poke her tummy. With her eyes closed, she tilted her head to the other side, giving him more access. Totally forgetting where they were as she let herself be lost from his hot kisses. The buzzing sound of the beat of the music on the other side of the wall added to the fast beat of her heart. Her friends, her dignity and the dangers that are lurking wherever she goes are all forgotten as Helena once again felt his lips against her own, tasting and familiarizing the insides of her mouth.

“F*ck it,” she heard him whisper through their kisses.

“Yes, f*ck it,”