Chapter 10


    The Alpha King’s im chapter 10 by desirenovel


    Serena


    I sat stiffly on my seat whilst looking down at the celebration in front of me. Every guest wasughing


    and lively and really enjoying the moment. I envied them. This was exactly what I envisioned my


    wedding reception to be, but unfortunately, I married the wrong man.


    That aforementioned wrong man sat next to me, on his throne that looked very striking. It was literally


    an enormous head of an animal—a wolf most likely—with its mouth filled with serrated teeth and


    opened wide to amodate my husband’s royal butt.


    Ever since the wedding ceremony ended, he had been sporting a rather unreadable expression on his


    face. It was not a scowl or a frown. Just a nk face. He would show a smile when needed, but I knew


    he was just faking it like I was.


    I clearly remembered everything that went down on that ceremony. I remembered the bright light in the


    form of chains and how it left a weird mark on both of our wrists. I remembered myself suddenly turning


    anxious and afraid; felt confused and clueless. A secondter, a sense ofpleteness filled me and


    for an unexined moment, I thought standing with the king felt right.


    That wonderful euphoric feeling was gone in a snap. It was reced with fear again and with that, my


    hands visibly shook. I wasn’t sure what the markings on our wrists meant. I was hoping on the back of


    my mind it wasn’t something serious.


    King Aero saw my difort and just as expected, he acted like a loving husband-to-be, assuring me


    that it was alright. He probably thought I’d back down on our agreement.


    Huh, like hell I would. I just needed to see through this day and I’d be gone in this realm forever. Never


    mind whatever my mark meant.


    But ‘seeing through this day’ unfortunately included kissing the damn man. I knew I couldn’t run away


    from this with all the pairs of eyes trained on us, so I did the only thing I could do at the moment and it


    was to curse.


    “Shit.”


    The moment his mouth met mine, I wanted to gag. It was the coldest kiss I had ever received in my life.


    I had received kisses before in the form of my ex in high school, in college, and thest one in the


    ce I used to work at. Though they didn’t look as godly as this man was, I should say they kiss better


    than him.


    However, during the process, I found myself slightly parting my lips and an exinable urge to dive my


    tongue inside his mouth filled me. I was d I was able to control it, but it was with difficulty.


    For a moment, I thought I was safe, but I guess I was wrong. To my surprise, he reciprocated the


    gesture and even went as far as to really deepen our wedding kiss, inserting his tongue inside the soft


    walls of my mouth and viting me in every inch possible.


    My heart pumped erratically, filling my whole body with a high dose of overexcited blood. I couldn’t


    think straight at that moment. I heard the shouts and hollers of the audience. I heard the loud ps and


    the ring trumpets around us. I didn’t care about all of it. All I cared about was how his mouth


    devoured me and I let him… I actually let him. I even answered his heady kisses with a hungry batch of


    my own.


    Soon enough we were going at it as a real newly-wed couple would and I found myself eating up my


    words. King Aero was indeed a damn good kisser. He was better. So much better…


    What broke our intense session was the loud fireworks in the night sky. I thought this realm didn’t have


    one, but surprise, surprise, they actually had light disys that could contend with the ones on Burj


    Khalifa.


    He pulled out first, effectively breaking our kiss. He looked at me with wide eyes and sporting a pair of


    red lips. My red lipstick smudged them in the process. It looked funny and sexy all at once. I was


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    supposed to feel guilty, but it didn’t cross my mind. I was too preupied with my stunned self too.


    What just happened? My brain cried out.


    Judging from the shocked look on his face, he didn’t know what just transpired between us too.


    “Get inside the coach,” he grounded, the muscles on his jaw tensing.


    I looked around and was happy to see that nobody noticed our little drama. They were too busy


    watching the magnificent colorful lights ahead of us.


    When I didn’t budge, he grabbed me by the elbow and pulled me with him to the stairs conveniently


    stationed in front of where we stood. I acted as if I was giddy and excited, showing a bright smile while


    the spectators along the pathway lowered their heads.


    When we reached the coach parked at the end of the pathway, he opened the door for me, and with


    sharp eyes, silently told me to climb inside. I did because I wanted to drop my acting already.


    King Aero climbed up too and soon, the coach moved with us inside its interior surrounded by


    awkwardness and a whole lot of tense silence…


    “What do these markings on our wrists mean?” I asked after a few minutes, wanting to cut the tension


    between us.


    He was facing his side of the coach window; his expression hidden from my view but I could easily


    imagine a scowl on his face at that moment.


    When I chanced a look at his reflection in the ss window, I realized I was wrong. His expression was


    unreadable. He was in deep thought, looking in the distance with nk eyes.


    He didn’t reply until a few minutester when he inly said, “I’ll have my people look into the marks.


    Don’t concern yourself with it.”


    I was surprised. Honestly, I thought he had an idea.


    “You mean you don’t know—”


    “Not yet, but I’ll know soon,” he interrupted, looking agitated.


    My brows furrowed and I mentally grumbled. It seemed he was back to his rude attitude once again.


    “Very reassuring to hear,” I stated, crossing my arms over my chest.


    “Our agreement is still binding, woman, if that is what you‘re concerned about. I’ll bring you back to


    your realm the soonest possible time, but for now, do as you are expected to do, act like my wife and


    my queen.”


    “Duly noted.” I stared at thendscape outside my window with a deeper frown on my face.


    His wife and his queen huh? I scoffed. What a total bullshit.


    But as far as I hated admitting it, he was right. This was the reason why we underwent this fake


    wedding in the beginning, so I had to straighten up my spine and use the best acting skills I have.


    Our travel to the castle took only a few minutes, but in that short amount of time, I was bombarded by


    the memory of the wedding kiss we shared: his supple lips on mine ravishing me, craving me, and


    making me feel like I was the most desirable woman on his realm.


    Despite myself, I bit the bottom of my lip and gulped hard. Hell, I shouldn’t be easily misled by such an


    act.


    Whatever happened to us at that time, I think it was just because of the pressure around us. Certainly


    as in and simple as that. Nothing more to add.


    When we reached inside the castle, we were both ushered towards the throne room and that was


    where his subjects paid their respects on me as their queen.


    I wasn’t given a crown. It seemed they didn’t use one if the king’s absence of a crown were an


    indication. They showed immense respect for both of us, however; enthusiasm and excitement filled


    their eyes despite being crownless.


    Back on the now, I nced at my king husband on his throne with a newly filled chalice on hand. The


    night was getting older and little by little I was beginning to feel apprehensive.


    The next hurdle to take was now surviving the night in one room together with the king.