The enormous wooden doors with golden designs open wide as four guards in armor step into the throne room. Everyone’s eyes moved to the woman they were dragging. Her black dress ripped from different parts, and her white hair covered her face. She had her head down.
The entire room went silent once the guards pushed her to the front, making her stumble and fall on her knees.
The king stared at her from above. His green eyes looked down at the woman on the floor.
“What’s this?” the king asked at the man who stood behind the woman.
“This woman is the one we have been searching for. The one who belongs to the seekers,” the man exclaimed loudly.
Whispers erupted in the room. Then, frowning, the king raises his hand and stands up.
The clicking of his shoes resonated around the silent room. Standing in front of her, he crouches and crooks his head. He was curious to see her face. After all, she’s been the one who has been killing his people. The one they’ve been searching for since years ago.
Carefully, he reached for her hair and pulled it away from her face. Then, gripping her chin tightly, he makes her look at him. Blue eyes met his green emerald ones. Feeling a sudden tug on his chest, he frowns.
Distracted by her beauty and what he was feeling, he doesn’t notice her pull a dagger from her dress. Pushing him down, she puts the long cold blade against his neck. Gasps erupted in the room.
Shocked by the unexpected attack, the king just stares at her.
“Alpha!” the guard yelled worriedly.
The king stared at the woman that had him straddled. He was feeling excited; he felt her pressing the dagger against his throat, making him smirks.
“Is that all you’re going to do, my love?” the king asked with a smile on his pink lips.
“No,” the woman smirked. Then, pulling the dagger away, she leans over and smiles, “Nice to meet you.” she whispered as she punched him in the face, breaking his nose in the process.