Chapter 20


    The Alpha King’s im chapter 20 by desirenovel


    Serena


    I was inside a grandiose bedroom, alone and not so surprised why I was separated from the other


    women with me. They thought me a royal after all and all royals get to have better treatment. It seems


    Earth and the other realms didn’t differ in this aspect.


    However, I would have preferred to be with the others, give themfort maybe and at the same time


    gather intel. They might have an idea who had just purchased us.


    I honestly thought my n would work. Well, it would have worked out if it wasn’t for that so-called


    master the butler was referring to. I saw the look of distress in Manross’s and the auctioneer’s eyes.


    They looked ufortable for a brief moment and then easily, they submitted.


    “I will allow His Grace’s request, but let all vampires before me bear witness to this event. I will wash


    my hands of any responsibilities and of any consequences that would arise between the realms of the


    vampires and werewolves,” was the auctioneer’s cautious answer.


    That time, I felt like a bucket of ice was dumped on me. I couldn’t believe what he said.


    Then I noticed the master of the butler stand up. Despite the shadow that hid him, I could tell he was


    tall and proportionally well-built. I felt the atmosphere of the room shift to freezing degrees and it wasn’t


    because of the metaphorical bucket of ice. Oh no. It was this man’s aura. However far the space


    between us, I felt hismanding presence envelop me. It was nerve-wracking.


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    He nonchntly waved a hand as if telling them he didn’t care and then left the balcony, leaving the


    butler to speak for him.


    “The Master says ‘proceed.’”


    With that, Manross grabbed my elbow and pulled me out of the stage. I cast ast nce at the


    auctioneer. His expression was that of insensitivity, but once his eyes met mine, he grinned.


    I raised my chin and sent him a re. I wanted him to know my confidence didn’t break. I would find a


    way out of this mess soon.


    “The Master would like to meet you, Your Highness. He is waiting for you at the sky lounge,” informed


    the same butler after he knocked twice and opened the door of my bedroom sh prison.


    I stood up from the chair positioned near the ceiling-high windows and nodded at him.


    Minutes after I was ced inside this room, three female servants entered bringing with them a range


    of gowns, pieces of jewelry and boxes of perfumes and make-up.


    This kind of treatment didn’t surprise me at all. I had expected it already. What actually caught my


    attention was the fact that two of the three gorgeous women were humans.


    Actual humans.


    And they looked happy and contented.


    I didn’t want to be nosy, but I had to know why, so I asked them. Unfortunately, the two women were


    tight-lipped.


    They just gave me nk looks and secretive smiles.


    I didn’t bother on knowing anymore. I instead focused on my pending meeting with their master.


    I chose the least revealing gown in the batch. It was silvery-green in color, with a turtleneck neckline


    and long sleeves. It however had a bare back but I didn’t think it mattered. I chose no jewelry and I


    didn’t bother painting my face. What for when I didn’t intend on negotiating with their master using my


    charms?


    But now as I walked towards the extravagantly designed hallway, I second-guessed myself. Maybe I


    needed a little charm to encourage him to free us. My title as queen didn’t seem to work. What else


    was there to use that had higher chances of sess other than the charms of a woman?


    I released a long sigh to lighten the pressure on my shoulder. Here’s to hoping for the best.


    The butler gestured for me to enter after he silently opened the double doors made of hard polished


    wood. I did so with my hands sped together.


    The sky lounge indeed bore true to its name. Once I stepped inside, I noticed a really wide and open


    balcony in front of me. The skyline, dark but vibrant with stars, weed my sight. The roof was


    shaped like a dome. It was made of ss or some transparent industrial material. Itplemented the


    overall aura of the ce.


    Deep inside, I was thankful to meet their master in this open area where fresh air surrounded me. I


    didn’t want to smell anything blood-rted as much as possible, but I knew I was only fooling myself.


    This was the realm of the vampires after all and moreover I was in a vampire’sir. The smell of blood


    was a given.


    I heard the double doors close and then I felt a gust of wind pass me from behind. My hair was all over


    the ce as a consequence so I sought to smooth them back to their rightful position.


    My eyesnded on a shadowy figure thereafter. I could easily tell it was the master I had been wanting


    to meet. He stood in the far corner of the balcony facing west. Despite wearing a long cape, I could see


    how broad his back was and how ramrod straight his spine was.


    Easily, he towered over me as my fake husband did and like King Aero, I felt a little intimidated by this


    man…er…vampire too.


    “Please, approach, Your Highness. Honor me with your presence,” I jerked when I clearly heard his


    voice despite the windy noise around us. It was as if he was whispering the words directly to my ear.


    After sucking a good amount of air inside my lungs, I neared him.


    “You sure are bold to buy me and the others despite knowing the truth,” I said with all the confidence I


    could tie with my voice.


    He slowly turned to face me, onerge hand caressing the balustrade as if it was a precious gem.


    My breath was briefly caught in my throat once his face came to view under the light of the balcony.


    He was handsome in a feminine kind of way. I couldn’t quite exin it. His nose, jawline, and lips were


    super fine. His brows were not bushy. It was well-trimmed. His hair was in the shade of brown, brushed


    up neatly but I could tell, the edges would look rough after a bath.


    His eyes were the typical red for a vampire, but it surprisingly had a ring of silvery violet in the center. It


    brought me goosebumps staring at it; the kind where fear and excitement mixed.


    “Hm, the truth is inconsequential and fleeting if I say so myself,” he answered, his voice giving out an


    echoing tone, “especially when what you im hasn’t been proved yet.”


    I frowned, knowing exactly what he was talking about.


    “I am the Queen of Phanteon,” I told him without stuttering. “I have no reason to exin anything to


    you.”


    He smirked at me.


    “Oh, I know. I could see it in those courageous eyes of yours that you speak the truth.”


    “Good,” I nodded, “now let me start negotiating our release—“


    “However,” he cut me off, raising a palm in between us, “I am more attracted to the other side of the


    story.”