| CHAPTER 6 : VERY NAUGHTY |

"You seriously thought you could escape me?"

King Alpha tightened his hand around my throat, lifting me off the ground, and pinning me to the wall. Strangled noises escaped my lips as I clutched around his hands.  

"Who helped you, blondie?"

"My hair...is...black."

He tsked, "That's not what I asked."

"I got out...myself."

"And walked till here within an hour when it actually takes more than two?"

I tried grinning, "Surprise...surprise."

He tilted his head, "I'm not gonna ask again, so you can just answer me."

"And I'm not gonna...answer, so you can...just leave me."

He gave a slight shake of his head, "Wrong. Now, this is how it's gonna go. I pitied you and decided to give you a quick and painless death, despite the stench of human bodies that makes me wanna gag. But since you've tried to escape, disobeyed, and not answer me, I'm gonna give you one of those deaths that makes your body weak, you'll be sick until the very last end and your heart will slowly, painfully, stop beating. You can answer me in your own meantime until then. I don't care. I can find out who helped you without even asking you. I should have killed you the second I saw you instead of going through all this trouble for no reason. But I like to waste my time. For some reason, this has always been my flaw. I'm gonna fix it in this situation though. Even though I'd like to see you dead right now, I know I'll love watching you die more painfully. Then I'm gonna throw your body to the witches and mock them right in the face. King Alpha 467, witches 502."

"You've scored only...that much?"

He shrugged, "I was going easy on them. I'll catch up." He then frowned. "But seriously, did you get only my score out of my whole 'I'll kill you' speech?"

I bet my face was going purple with his grip still around my neck. Haze filled my eyes and yet it didn't stop me from speaking.

"Kind of shameful...for a big talker...like yourself," I said.

His grip couldn't possibly tighten with me still alive, "I'll win. I know I'll win. I always win. Just like how I'm gonna win this. Say bye-bye to your life, blondie."

"That still doesn't change the fact...that your lonely and...in serious need of an emotional support...animal."

"What am I supposed to keep? A dog?" He grinned, hinting at a joke in his words.

I couldn't speak anymore. My vision darkened from the corners with my lungs burning from lack of air. Tears etched on the brink of my eyes, yet I refused to show the pain in my expressions. Right when I thought I was gonna pass out, his fingers uncurled from my throat.

I dropped down to the ground, helplessly taking in large gulps of air while experiencing a coughing fit.

"You...jerk!"

"I'm the King, blondie." His long, strong legs planted themselves in front of my face.

"Sure, if calling yourself that helps you sleep at night."

"It does. Now get up."

"I'm not getting up so you can drag me if you want."

He shrugged, bending low to grab my - oh shit he's serious.

I scrambled up to my legs, saving my dignity.

"That's what I thought." A smirk tugged on the corner of his lips.  

I crossed my arms against my chest, glaring hard.

He turned around, walking out of the alley. I followed.

Visions struck my brain, flashing in my mind about Collin and the blue suit man. Slow panic rose through me.

What the hell had happened a few minutes ago. Was it even a few minutes ago? Was it real? The blue suit man looked like someone straight out of the Superman movie. If any of it was real then Collin is definitely in a problem. That man looked really angry and cold. I have to get home to my apartment. I really needed to.

I looked around to see people busying on the streets and pavements. There weren't any cops whom I could call for help. I looked back at King Alpha's ripped muscular back. He didn't seem to check if I was following him or not, but something tells me, that even if I stop for a second, he'll sense it.

I looked around once again to check for any help. I could scream for help and get everyone's attention. King Alpha can't out himself as a werewolf here in front of everyone or force me to do something if the public is looking at him.

"HELP EVERYONE THIS MAN IS TRYING TO RAPE ME!"

King Alpha spun around, wide-eyed, startled. A few eyes turned in my direction.

"HELP ME!"

"What are you doing?" He hissed, grabbing my arm and pulling me with him.

I pulled against his grip, "HELP! HE'S TRYING TO HURT ME!" I tried adding an exaggerated cry at the end to emphasize my plea.

"If you don't shut up right now, I'm not gonna snap your neck." He threatened me.

"HE'S GONNA RAPE ME! PLEASE HELP ME!"

A few people broke off from their pace, walking in my direction. I pulled against King Alpha's grip, trying to free my hand.

"Hey man, not cool. Let her be." A guy around his twenties placed his hand on King Alpha's shoulder, trying to pull him off.

King Alpha shrugged his arm off, trying to pull me with him to god knows where. An angry frown etched on his face now which meant I was in deep shit. That only got me more desperate and frantic to get away from him as far as possible.

"Please help me. He snatched me off my brother." I cried to the people surrounding us now. A few tears came out of my eyes shocking me at how good I'm acing this act. I should be an actress. 

People started talking to King Alpha, trying to pull him away but King Alpha dangerously snarled at all of them. A few people backed off but the rest started pulling him off more vigorously.

"Let her go, dude. She's too young for you."

People tried talking sense into him.

"She's mine!" King Alpha snarled. Literally snarled. Like an animal.

"He's even a psychopath! Please! You people have to help me!" I pleaded with more fake tears in my eyes.

Soon a crowd of people surrounded us, trying to pry off King Alpha's iron grip from my arm. If King Alpha could, he would rip off the same arm. I already knew I was in deep trouble if I failed to get away from King Alpha as soon as possible.

Different hands snaked around us, different heads poked around, and different mouths spoke.

All trying to help innocent little me.

Somewhere between all this mess, King Alpha's grip loosened, allowing me to quickly snatch my hand away.

I staggered back into the crowd. King Alpha roared. I quickly took my chance and turned around, running away, yelling a thank you to everyone. I ran as fast as my legs could. King Alpha's threatening roaring words still reached my ears, forcing my legs to work faster.  

Everyone tried to hold him off as much longer as they could, giving me time to get as far away from him as possible.

I knew where I had to run. I knew where I had to go.

I ran straight to my apartment where I had a feeling, that things weren't going to be pleasant. By the amount of running I've done today, I've burned up a lot of calories for the whole week. The rush and speed was enough to thrill me into running faster. My heart pounded loudly in my chest, blood rushing to my ears and adrenaline kicking rapidly in my system. My legs directed into different alleys, streets and paths until I was sure I was on a familiar track.

I knew the way to my apartment from here. The more I got closer to my apartment, the more my anxiety pricked at my skin, bubbling its way from the inner feelings of my gut.   

I rushed up the stairs, afraid I might burst waiting in the elevator. I took two steps at a time.

I frantically grabbed the door handle, pulling it open, surprised to find it unlocked. Chills ran down my spine, the scene unfolded in front of me like a brick thrown at my face. My hand wavered as I removed it from the handle.

Ashes covered the burnt remains of the dining table, the new couch lay shredded into multiple pieces, and the bookshelves lay toppled over the floor like I had seen in my vision - or whatever it was that I had! 

Blood rushed to my brain as I scanned the entire living room.

"Collin!" I rushed into the room, screaming his name as I searched the bedrooms, bathrooms and kitchen. Everything was left as it was, untouched.

"Collin!" I screamed again. Tears blurred my eyes, and I didn't know where I stood. I ran through the entire house once again, and again and again, screaming Collin's name. My fingers gripped at my hair, almost ripping it off my scalp.

"No no no no no no," I yelled gazing at the broken shattered mess in the living room but no Collin. A sob erupted from my mouth as I helplessly fell onto my knees in the middle of destruction.

One after the other emotions ran through me. Anger flashing the most. I gripped my hair tighter, a growl of resentment growling from my throat.

"Ezlynn?"

I jerked around.

Katia stood at the threshold of the front door. Her mouth parted open as her blue eyes swam over the ruins in my living room before her gaze settled on me.

Anger flashed in front of me, my face growing hot as is stood up, wiping my tears.

"This is all your fault! Every one of you!" I lashed out.

Her expression remained calm, yet she allowed her eyes to show the least bit of remorse, "It's the witches."

"No, it's all you creatures! Werewolves, witches, I never wanted to be a part of this! It's because of you people I lost my brother!" I jabbed a finger in her direction.

"I understand your need to yell but you must not. King Alpha's wolves are everywhere. They can hear you-"

"I don't care about any of that! I want my old life back without you people in it! Without you people dragging me into this mess!"

"You know it's impossible now."

I gripped my hair again, growling out in frustration.

Calm down.

I need to get a hold of myself. Yelling like this isn't gonna get me anywhere. I forced in deep breaths of air, closing my eyes for a few seconds. I really, really, need to be sane in these situations. I forced in more deep breaths, losing my grip on my hair and wiping my hands on my face as if I could wipe out the anger and sadness along with it.

I slowly opened my eyes, looking back at Katia. A sigh came out of my lips, "How do I get Collin back?"

A satisfied expression crossed her perfect features before she hid it into one of concentration, "You need to go back to the mansion. You've angered King Alpha to the very last. Try to fix it before he actually does kill you - which I'm almost sure he will." She muttered the last part to herself before she met my gaze again, "I don't know how to bring your brother back from whoever took him, but I do know this that if we don't stop the witches then something a lot worse is going to happen to us all werewolves."

I don't want any of this. I want to back down. I want no part of this.

But something from inside forced me to hold myself together and face it. Deep down, some part of me has already accepted the passed away and upcoming events. I knew now that no matter how much I tried to back down from this, I am King Alpha's mate. Werewolves and witches are real. Someone kidnapped my brother. And King Alpha is going to kill me.

"How do I get to know what King Alpha is secretly planning? He's gonna chain me up the minute he finds me or rather break my arms and legs."

A sigh came out of her lips, "It's going to be tough, but I know someone like you wouldn't fail so easily."

"Someone like me, huh?" I raised an eyebrow.

She grinned.

"What do I do about this now?" I asked waving a hand around my oh-so poorly wrecked living room. The owner is gonna have a fit once he sees this. But I guess that's the least of my problems after what happened in the past few days or weeks.

Wait a minute, I still don't know what day this is or which month.

"You don't need to worry about this." She smiled, almost blinding me for a second with her radiant beauty. "I'll take care of this. You see for yourself and make sure you remain alright."

"Do you always pretend to talk like that in that tone?"

A furrow creased her perfect brows in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"You speak like you're from the 1900s. It's...alluring."

She smiled, "I was born much before that."

"Right. Werewolves. You people live for hundreds of years." I said nodding my head.

Katia's perfect smile spluttered all of a sudden. Her expression twisted into that of pain. Her face grimaced as she clutched her neck, her face turning purple. My eyes widened in horror as she fell to her knees, gasping and withering.

Everything happened too quick for me to reach her before she went limp on the ground, looking dead.

What just happe—

Claps.

My eyes snapped to the front door. All the colour drained from my face. King Alpha stood at the threshold of the door, slowly clapping his hands, a small nasty smile curled on his lips as he stared at Katia's lifeless form.

His icy-blue eyes slid to me, making every inch of my body tense and frozen. He strode into the living room which made me take a step back immediately. The living room suddenly seemed smaller and tight with his huge muscular form in the room, "I knew someone helped you. I didn't know it was her." 

"What did you do to her?" I asked, eyes firmly pressed on him, holding my breath. I knew no matter how highly vigilant I was, he could still slap me before I could blink.

"Nothing she didn't deserve. Anyways," A dark grin tugged at his lips as he took a step towards me, I took another step back. "You've been very naughty lately. I don't think that's how you should've behaved."

A gulp went down my throat at his words.

"Someone has to teach you a lesson."

I didn't have time to react before he was in front of my face within a blink. His rough fingers gripped my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. They glowed golden. Like how it did before when he came to kidnap me.

When they returned to his normal icy blue colour, my mind had already lost its senses and before I knew it, I collapsed onto him, drifting off to darkness.

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Date: 11 July 2021