The Alpha King's Claim

Chapter 75

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 75 by desirenovel

Serena

‘You’re special.’

‘You’re unwanted.’

‘You’re ugly.’

‘You’re weak.’

‘You need to be strong.’

‘You’re not allowed to go outside.’

‘You need to practice more.’

‘Your mother was better.’

‘You could be better.’

‘You have an amazing power inside you.’

‘You’re unique.’

‘You’re a freak of nature.’

‘You’ll be alone forever.’

‘You don’t own your freedom.’

‘You’re not allowed to love…’

As my sense of sight returned, slowly, so did my other senses. They all clashed inside me, filling me

with a whole new perspective of my life.

My reality.

It had been years, hundreds maybe since I last felt this way. It was both overwhelming and terrifying.

I gazed at the ceiling, recounting the series of sentences both good and bad that had spiraled inside

my head. They played again and again with flashing pictures of faces and locations I had been before,

reminding me, albeit painfully, of the life I escaped.

Since the moment my tiny brain could grasp the concept of communication and understand the

language of the beings around me, until the time where I could fully stand for myself, hearing them from

different faces—with a sneer, with a smile, with a disappointed look, with anger, with sincerity—I could

never really understand why…why I was bombarded with such confusing treatment.

I knew I was different from all the faes around me, but to what extent? I didn’t know. I wished I knew.

‘You should fight back then! Don’t allow yourself to be bullied. Stand up if you think it’s the right thing to

do!’

That last set of sentences also swirled inside my head.

They were the ones that I treasured so much. They reminded me of that time long ago when I saw

hope and love…most especially love. That boy’s words were the exact reason why I am what I am

currently. It molded me into a better person. It gave me strength.

Remembering them all again now as I felt the return of my powers and consciousness, the first thought

in my head was:

Damn it, I’m back.

And the second thought was: NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Oh holy cow, I’m back with quite a colorful life.

Married and mated to the Alpha King of Phanteon wasn’t exactly what I had expected to happen.

I was highly aware there were certain repercussions for my return. It was only a matter of time before

I’d encounter them, but for now, at this moment, the person right in front of me was the very first hurdle

I had to face.

“Is that how you address your wife and mate?” I asked, giving Aero a slightly offended look. I never

liked him calling me that, but he still kept on using that pet name for his own pleasure and only stopped

when I hit my teens.

“Oh, you still remember we’re bonded huh?” he replied, still sporting a hard frown. He was angry, yes,

but us being mates, I could also sense a deeper emotion inside of him, some form of…twisted

happiness. I wasn’t sure how to make of it as somehow he was privy with these specific thoughts.

“Of course, I do,” I answered with conviction. “I may have become whole again, but I’m still the same,

Aero. And I still share the same feelings for you.”

I placed a hand over my chest and stared at him without so much as blinking, then I felt my face fully

heat up as if it was my first time confessing my feelings for him.

“Only now it’s more clearer why I had easily fallen for you.”

I heard a low growl from him and thereafter, he pinned me down the mattress and grabbed my right

wrist. His other hand flew to my jaw and angled my face up enough to meet his warm breath.

“Oh really?” he drawled, his lips curling up into a mirthless smile. “Your words are so sweet and sly, just

like you, my wife.”

I held his gaze, choosing not to be affected by his icy words. He had subjected me to this kind of

treatment before. It was nothing new. In fact, this even turned me on. I felt the heat in my belly and the

desire inside me growing.

His nostrils flared, probably sensing my reaction to him, but of course, as stubborn as he was, he

ignored it.

“Do you think I share the same way knowing your real identity is uncovered?” he asked, his eyes

turned even darker, like a storm brewing in the surface.

I didn’t waver. I had the upper hand. I was holding the ace.

“Yes,” I answered with confidence, “I can feel it, Aero, your love for me, here…” I touched the corner of

his eye with my free hand, telling him his pool of amber-greens never lie, “then here,” I pointed to his

heart, sensing the beautiful muscle still beating for me, “and mostly, here…” I palmed his bulge, his

cock jerking upward with the sudden contact.

He growled and clenched his jaw. His hand that had immobilized my face traveled down to my chest,

paused for a second there, then suddenly captured one full breast.

I released a soft mewl and dared him to continue using my eyes.

He was fired up. He released my wrist so that his other hand could join in with the fun. His thumb

pressed hard against my lips. I sucked on the tip all the while never breaking our eye contact.

Lowering his head, I thought he was going to give me a wild kiss but then he abruptly stopped

millimeters away. My mouth felt empty that instant.

“As much as I enjoy this surprising revelation,” he sneered at me again and pulled back, “I want to

know the story behind this deception Serena, or shall I call you by your true name?”

“You may call me whichever you like,” I quickly answered. “Serena or Ysanna, they are both the same.

They are just in different languages. And no, this is not a deception, Aero. I never had the intention to

fool you. I didn’t even plan to meet you. Ever.”

His sight flitted to the mark on my wrist and then replied, “So, you’re telling me our meeting is just the

work of destiny?”

“Yes, I have always believed in destiny even before receiving my memories back and I know you

believe in it too,” I stressed out. “Marrying you and mating with you was close to impossible in my mind.

It was the last thing I could ever hope for. Believe me, Aero, I never planned all of this to happen, but

somehow…I ended up in your realm, in your bed, here with you.”

Somehow, this softened his piercing glare. He got my point. Thank heavens, he did.

“I see that you’re a chatterbox now unlike in the past,” he remarked. “If that’s the case, I want you to

spill everything to me before I lose my patience and temper, starting from the very day you broke your

promise.”

“And if I refuse?” was my reply, raising my chin up, testing him. I wanted to tell him the truth as much as

I could. Everything. My mate bond has compelled me to do so, but I personally wanted to be truthful to

him too.

He saw through my game and grinned at me with that same confident grin he used to show when I

challenge him.

“Well, let’s say you’re going to be punished for being a troublesome queen,” he answered.

His hand wandered down my butt, firing me up, making me ache for him even more. His head lowered

and stopped just an inch away from mine. His mouth hovered above my parted lips, mocking me,

picking on my desire to kiss him.

The tip of my tongue ran along my bottom lip, wetting what had already become a neglected part of my

face. This cat and mouse teasing had become a potent fuel for both of us. I wanted more and I felt he

was the same.

“Then, it’s a shame. I’m not feeling a confession coming,” I said, returning his grin. I was sure as hell

the punishment he had in mind involved intense kissing and his cock embedded inside me. I could

even see those delicious pictures already forming inside his head.

“A punishment it is then,” he replied. “I’m going to make you squeak, my brazen wife.”

His gaze turned hooded, the craving inside it intensifying mirroring with mine. In the next second, his

mouth claimed my lips, his weight buried me more onto the mattress, his cock pressed harder against

my belly, and his hands, just as I thought, tore my gown in half.

I moaned, feeling thrilled with this development. I had yearned for this man all my life; daydreamed of

touching him, kissing him, marrying him in almost every waking hour while I was in Rexhus Tower. The

Elders told me again and again I was bound to be alone forever, that I was never to receive love or give

love for as long as I lived, that I would offer myself and my whole life to the fae realm and its cause. My

daydreams had become my comfort…my precious treasure. Never in my life did I expect I’d become

his queen, his wife, and his lover…

I kissed him back with equal abandon, looped my arms around his torso, and traced his tensed back

muscles. Like its countless predecessors, I was going to enjoy making love to him…

Aero

I felt deceived, betrayed, taken for a fool as the truth stared back at me in the form of my beautiful wife.

The disappointment and heartache I felt back when this woman broke her promise was still fresh in my

mind, roasting my insides in every way possible. To me, faes were cunning, sly creatures. I knew they

couldn’t be trusted and my experience with her gave me a stronger reason to distrust them more.

But hearing Serena say those words–sincere as they were–made me realize that these negative

feelings were unwarranted. There must be a reason why she failed to show up that day and all the

days thereafter. There must be a reason why she appeared to me without a memory of her and our

past together.

She was right. I believed in destiny, but I also believed in this thing called scientific explanation. Well, in

her case, a simple explanation would suffice.

This development though somehow excited me. I have always loved this woman. I always wanted to

possess her. Knowing now I did just that and turning into my mate no less, completed my life.

‘Damn, what a way to reunite indeed,′ I told myself. Destiny must really be shipping us.

Filled with a burning desire for my wife, I kissed her and impatiently ripped her dress. She didn’t mind it.

In fact, she helped me by pulling the confining material away. Her breasts spilled free thereafter. I

gazed at them with fervor, planning to renew my ownership on these two gorgeous globes.

I lowered my head, thrust my tongue out planning to suck one taut nipple, but then, my annoying

brother mind-linked me.

‘Brother.’

I grimaced.

‘Not now,’ I said, continuing with my foreplay.

‘Brother!’ But he called again.

I growled in anger. ‘I said not now Elijah!’

‘I need your attention, brother!’ he exclaimed, his voice filled with alarm. ‘Farryl reported that King

Geraden just crossed our realm, and with a certain amount of fae knights with him.’

I froze on the spot.

‘Fuck,’ my mind cried out.

What a way to cock-block me.