The Alpha King Marked Me. I Still Haven't Told Him I'm A Girl novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1: One

I must be respectful.

I have repeated this to myself over and over again in the past hour.

My cheeks hurt so much from keeping a sweet smile on my face, even if the male I am speaking to is absolutely despicable.

Meek.

I must be meek and kind. No man wants to be with a wild and untamed woman. In a world like mine where women who speak freely are considered as unruly, a woman must remain quiet to be considered a prized possession.

"You have a pleasant face, child. What is your name again?"

I keep my gaze fixed on the table. I must not look in the eye of a man. It shows disrespect and meanings could be read from the singular motion.

"Valka," I tell him softly.

A woman’s voice must be soft at all times. A woman who speaks aggressively is unattractive.

No matter that I have told the old man my name four times already, and he has forgotten it each time.

"Stand. Let me see you."

Keeping my gaze down, I tighten my fists painfully. I’m doing this only because of father. He is sick, and it won’t be long before our supplies run out.

I cannot work. Women are not allowed to work, neither are they given jobs. Our only real value is to the family we get wedded to. I must marry if I am to provide for my family.

And Beta Axel of the House Stormrider is the wisest option. His proposal came in this morning, and of all proposals we have received, he is the richest and most capable. Should I get in his good graces, he will save my family from starvation.

These are my mother’s words. Not mine. He is an old man in his seventies. A pervert of a male with so many children and wives that we have lost count.

Sure, he’ll feed my family, but I never imagined my future to be one of a forgotten wife.

To be honest, I have never really thought of my future with any man. Taking care of my sick father everyday has become my life. Everything else seems out of reach.

Heat flickers in his gaze at the sight of my wide hips and curves. I hate this dress. It is obscene.

But mother made me wear it to catch his eyes, and so far, it is working. His tongue darts out to to wet his chapped lips and his gnarled fingers reach for me.

Bile rises to my throat, and before I can either vomit or yell at him, I hear my mother’s sharp cry. An alarm. A plea.

The sound comes from the courtyard and I hear the neighing of horses. We must have visitors. Male visitors. In Silvermoor, only males can ride horses.

I start to settle back in my chair. I am not allowed to meet with men unless my mother allows it. Potential grooms or mates only.

But mother’s cry grows louder and it tugs at me. I flee from my father’s receiving room, following the sound of mother’s sharp cry and leaving the Beta behind.

I will no doubt get punished for this, being nothing but a mere Omega, leaving a Beta of high standing behind, but family comes first for me.

I find mother in the yard and my breath catches when I notice two knights in armours on horses, escorts to the Royal Herald. My mother is at his feet, crying and pleading.

The nearer I come close to them, the more I can hear.

"Eldric is unwell. He cannot fight in the war against Ebonheart. He will die! Please! You must speak to His Majesty!"

My heart slows. The war? We had been expecting this, but not so soon. Father is yet to recover. Everyone knows how brutal and dark the Kingdom of Ebonheart is. We have fought them for years, all to no avail.

I have lost my brothers in battle. All seven of my brothers have died in the war to defend Silvermoor. Every year in the past eight years, I have buried my brothers, watched my parents grieve over them and never recover from each death.

Having no more sons to give for the war, Father had headed out to fight last year. He barely returned with his life. He has been ill ever since, scarcely holding on to life anymore.

If he goes to war, he will not return.

I join my mother and throw myself at the Herald’s feet. "House Ironfang has no more men to give for this war! Please!"

The Royal Herald growls. "It is His Majesty’s order, and you will abide by it. Should you have a problem with this, take it up with him yourself. Though, I can hardly guarantee he will let you in through his gates."

I look up, snarling. "Is my father’s life a joke to you?"

The Herald’s eyes narrow. "Know your place, omega." His eyes flick over to my mother. "Your failure to teach your daughter our ways reflect poorly on you. I had been inclined to speak in your favour, but I have changed my mind. Eldric Ironfang will meet the army at the converging point in the Whispering Woods at dawn on the morrow. Should he disobey the order, House Ironfang will be punished severely."

By punishment, he means we will be beheaded and our heads will be placed on spikes to serve as a lesson for those who deem it fit to disobey the Alpha King’s orders the next time.

Mother sobs as she accepts the scroll and I watch her break down as the Herald and his escorts leave our home.

"Why do you never do as I tell you to, Valka?" Mother sobs, and I reach for her, tears welling in my eyes. She flinches and I pause, lips quivering.

"Mother--"

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