The Alpha King's Witch Bride

As Kaelos dragged me with him up the stairs, my mind raced through so many possibilities.

Maybe I talked too much and now he was taking me to a dungeon... Or worse.

Is he going to eat me?!

"P– Please, have mercy." I pleaded, my eyes stinging with tears. "I swear, I didn't mean to defy you. Celine was just–"

"I recall telling you to keep quiet." He said with a growl, glancing back at me with a cold glint in his eyes.

I gulped, accepting my fate regardless of whatever it could be.

Eventually, we got to my room door and he opened it, throwing me into the room like a rag doll.

I stumbled, falling to my knees and watching with dread as he walked into the room as well, locking the door behind him.

Each step he took felt like I was going to pass out from the adrenaline rush that it came with.

"Up." He blurted simply, his silver eyes glinting in the darkness.

I drew in a deep breath, using the back of my right hand to wipe away the tears trickling down my eyes before I stood up.

My legs felt like they were going to give in to the pressure caused by him staring at me like a slab of meat.

The way he circled me made my body surge with an unexplainable spark that ignited my body like an undying furnace surrounded by harsh winter.

"You can't feel it too?" He suddenly asked, causing my eyebrows to snap into a frown.

My lips quivered with fear as I blurted mindlessly. "F– Feel what?"

He paused, standing a few meters in front of me and looking down at me with cold eyes.

"Don't play coy with me, Odessa." He said calmly, stretching his hand forward and parting aside some strands of my hair.

His touch was cold, prickling my skin like frostbite.

My body shivered in response as I struggled to find the right words to answer him.

"With all due respect, sir. But I don't know what you're talking about." I became more confident, drawing in a deep breath and straightening my shoulders as I stared into his eyes.

He tilted his head, dimming his eyes as if he were trying to peer into my soul and see if I was telling the truth.

Could he have such power?

If he did, could he sense the unexplainable things I felt for him?

Wait a minute...

"Years. I searched this continent far and wide in search of my fated mate with no luck." He suddenly mumbled, stepping away from me and then circling me.

I stiffened when he got behind me, the hair on my neck standing on end when his hot breath grazed my skin.

"I organized several Luna balls in the hope of finding her. But nothing. Our pack's spiritual leader, Elder Davina, told me that I'd find her one day. My fated mate." Kaelos said with a low tone, his hot breath still hitting my neck. "I thought she was wrong. I gave up on the idea long ago."

I paused, glancing back and staring at his face only to see that he had his eyes closed.

This was the most vulnerable I've ever seen him and there was something about seeing him like this that made me want to walk closer to him and caress his face.

Hesitating at first, I shakily swerved my body to face him before shakily stretching my hand forward to touch his face.

However, before my fingers could touch his face, his eyes shone wide open and he grabbed my wrist, causing me to gasp in a mix of shock and pain.

"There's no way a witch could be my mate. It's unheard of!" He snarled, his silver eyes increasing in brightness under the darkness.

What the fuck was he talking about?

Before I knew what was happening, he used his other hand to grab my jaw and brought my face closer to his, forcing me to look into his eyes.

"Reverse the curse you've placed on me. I must commend you for its power, but you aren't fooling me." His words sounded like the biggest joke of the century.

This had to be a joke, right?

Unfortunately, the serious expression on his face made me realize that this was far from a joke, causing a scowl to appear on my face.

"Do you know just how much of a reject I am, sir?" I asked, not bothering to hide the bitterness in my voice.

He'd poked at some old wounds so he shouldn't be surprised if I reacted accordingly.

"I'm the lowest-ranking witch of my coven and possibly the entire continent." I began, feeling how his grip on my jaw lessened a bit.

"I've endured bullying all my life from my peers and the elders of my coven because I can't cast even the most basic spells at age twenty-one. And now you're telling me I cast a spell on YOU?"

My heartbeat increased as I glared at him with disgust.

He's just like the rest of them!

A bully who looks down on me because I can't do what others like me can do.

I was a reject in my coven, my home, and I hated being reminded of that.

Not wanting to stand close to him for a second longer, I tried forcing my jaw out of his grip but was surprised when he didn't let go, instead tightening his grip until I felt like my jaw was going to break.

"So, you're lying to my face that you don't feel anything, is that right?" He queried, the iciness in his voice making me fear the worst.

However, just when I closed my eyes, expecting him to slap me or slit my throat, I felt something hot and wet on my lips.

My eyes opened wide in shock as Kaelos claimed my lips in a steamy kiss, not letting go of my jaw as he did.

My chest felt like it was going to explode thanks to the way my heart beat, but did I fight back?

No.

Did I smack him and tell him to stop?

No.

Instead, I relaxed my shoulders as he shoved my back to the wall while still kissing me, his left hand on my jaw while his right hand went to my waist.

Suddenly, he pulled out of the kiss, our heavy breathings becoming synched as he stared into my eyes with an intensity I'd never seen in any man before.

"Allow me to express what I feel so you know I'm not playing around." He muttered.

That wasn't a request.

The tone of his voice and the fact that he still had me pinned to the wall were enough to make that clear.

But all I could do was close my eyes as he slowly brought his mouth from my lips to my neck until finally, his hands went to my chest, causing me to moan softly.