Alpha Loren novel Chapter 142

I was lead through the castle hallways for what felt like miles, up and down staircases, through archways and down corridors, until finally, we reached a double large wooden door. It was about 5 metres wide and 5 metres tall and intricately carved with elegant designs.

One of the guards knocked and a few moments later the doors opened to reveal a huge room. The ceilings stretched up forever and great chandeliers hung with a hundred individual candles. There was little furniture except for one large throne and the far end. On it sat a young man sat comfortably with a glass of wine in one hand. Around him were several guards and a few more other men and women including my brother and father.

"Your Majesty," the remaining 'not-guard' beside me said. "We found her roaming the halls alone."

The man on the thrown's lips curled into a smile and he got to his feet. He walked with confidence with his chin held proudly high and his head of bouncy brunette curls bouncing with every step.

"Welcome to the castle, Luna!" he exclaimed as I exchanged looks with Connor and my Dad. Connor was sending me the evils but Dad just rolled his eyes. "It's an honour to finally meet you."

I remained silent, eyeing the man and still trying to figure him out. His apparent friendliness was one of two things: false pretence or sarcasm. The thought of it being legitimate was, at this point, out of the question.

"My name is Lennard Giodarno, I'm the King here and I want nothing more than to see your mate dead," he said kissing my hand after striding across the room to us. 

I gave him a forced smile before looking him dead in the eye and saying "interesting way to introduce yourself."

He let out a short laugh before turning to face my father, "She really is your daughter Nicolos. Not only is she your spitting image but she has your mouth and wit too."

"What can I say?" he replied with a shrug. 

"How did you get out of your chambers?" he asked turning back to me with a sudden serious expression. 

Deceiving and bipolar. Nice.

"I walked," I replied shortly not willing to make anything particularly easy for him.

"Were you trying to escape?" 

"Yes."

He smiled before looking me up and down, "I admire your honesty and that isn't all. You're as beautiful as they say."

I grimaced and shuddered on the inside but somehow managed to maintain my composure.

"It fills me with the greatest pleasure not to disappoint you, your majesty," I replied with an exaggerated curtsey. 

He sent me a hard glare, "It is a shame my like for you does not extend beyond your appearance. You could have made an excellent Queen."

'A shame' would have been the last way I would describe a situation such as that.

He then turned his back to me and began striding back to the throne.

"Take her to the dungeons. A week should suffice," he said coldly. "I have no obligation nor desire to keep you alive. Count this as a warning and if you continue to cause me trouble, then who's to say what will happen."

"Your Majesty," my Dad interrupted stepping forward. "I don't think the dungeon is necessary."

"Is this true?" he asked.

I nodded. Partly. I thought.

"And who's side are you on, little wolf?" he questioned looking me dead in the eye.

My Dad and brother both shot me glares, telling me to answer it correctly.

"Yours," I said quietly.

"Very well. This is your only warning," he said. "Next time, you will be left to rot in the dungeon. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, of course," I said quickly.

"Jones 1, Jones 2," he replied turning to my Dad and Connor. "She's your responsibility. Don't fuck it up."

I smiled at the sweetly to which they responded with weary looks and eye rolls. 

I could just smell the lectures I was going to get for this.

So sorry that I stopped updating without explanation. I've been away without my computer and only a pad of paper to write on. After remembering how to type again and sorting through all my scribbled notes and random sentences, I have managed to produce this and another chapter to upload tonight. If you think I write a lot online, you should see the masses of notebooks, diaries and papers that I sprawl my ideas onto haha! I hope I haven't ruffled any one's feathers too much and please do enjoy the rest of the story :)