The Alpha King's Claim novel Chapter 33

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 33 by desirenovel

Aero

Said that it was customary for the king and queen to enter together during a party, so here I was, standing behind the door of the grand ballroom, waiting for her to arrive.

Let’s be clear, I was forced to do this by Phanteon’s tradition. If I had control, I would never wait for that woman on any given day, time or occasion. The fact that I was still married to her under the people’s eyes added to my problem. It basically prohibited me from avoiding her and unfortunately forced me into approving the council’s request for a banquet in her honor.

I had been waiting for almost fucking ten minutes, scowling; my mouth drew into a grim line; my hands tightly clenched. I had no patience over such female preparations. Such outside appearance didn’t matter when their character was still rotten to the core. It had sickened me watching these stupid women flaunt their fineries in the past, it still sickened me today, and this night didn’t hold any difference.

My wolf however thought otherwise. It howled inside when it felt a sudden pull behind me. I gaped, my mind turning blank when after turning around, I saw a shimmering gown float effortlessly towards me. It was in some shade of pink and blue, framed by…to my surprise…a thick white robe that spilled to the floor.

I’d recognize this robe anywhere. It was created for the queen…for the first luna…but my whore of a mother never used it because she didn’t like the pureness of the color. She preferred a red robe just like my father’s. That was exactly the reason why I had never worn the king’s robe. It was tainted with her distasteful memory.

Hiking my sight up to the owner’s face, I found my fake wife already looking at me with a serene expression of contentment. Despite my better judgment, I admitted she looked stunning.

And seeing her wear the white robe, I was beyond pleased. It indeed brought a whole new meaning to the robe’s purpose. A sudden swell of pride hit me. I rushed to contain it, fearing it would manifest as a smile on my face.

“You’re late,” I stated flatly, sending her a scrutinizing eye.

“Sorry to be not sorry, Your Majesty,” she replied, flashing her sly smile. “Rhea and the other maids-in-waiting got carried away with dolling me up. Your brother specifically said I should look my best on my first party.”

‘Yeah, they did their job right,’ my mind commented after examining her entire form. She only wore stud earrings, a pendant necklace, and the queen’s crown as fineries and nothing more. The gown she wore complimented her skin and it fitted her curves just right.

‘Curves…’ On cue, my eyes landed on her cleavage. I inwardly groaned again in response.

“An unnecessary party if I should say so myself. Know that this wasn’t my plan,” I lashed.

“I know,” she grinned and with that, I saw a vixen under a sheep’s clothing. She earlier said she was different from the general female population. I couldn’t agree more. She was the most dangerous of all.

“Let’s go?” she said and then boldly clutched my elbow.

I cringed at the contact but I reminded myself this was all for show. After this night’s banquet, I’ll be back inside my chamber relaxing, or better yet, doing a run along the hills of Phanteon and stay the night inside my manor away from this woman.

Two knocks and the enormous double doors opened for us. My beta introduced us with a loud voice and we started our way to the throne platform.

I looked straight, not at all in the mood to meet anyone’s eye, but for my first-time queen, she responded to the greetings of my subjects with much enthusiasm. They were enthusiastic themselves and it looked like they were happy to ignore my chilly mood.

Traitors, the lot of them.