"If I want to rule a kingdom I will."

"Miss Salone," someone cleared their throat upon entering my hotel room. I was finally able to get up and walking after practicing yesterday. The doctors left me on pills but I was happy to leave. The funny thing was I had no idea where but I guess I'll be moving into the packhouse. Skinny jeans and a sweater were gifted to me from the packhouse stash and thankfully, it covered me and fit me well without hurting my scars.

What shocked me was that Beta Brandon was standing in the middle of the room. "Beta Brandon, how can I help you?" I blurted out formally. For some reason, I was growing nervous.

Damn it, I hate the new me.

I've suddenly become insecure, can barely talk, always being scared that my father is going to pop up and kill me, watching over my shoulder, second doubting everything.

"King William has requested to see you at the Alpha's house and I'm here to escort you," he revealed. I relaxed slightly. My mate. King William is my mate.

My life seemed to be getting only worse.

I've never been to the Alpha's house before. Not many people have. Actually, a lot of people haven't. This is going to be scary. "Well, I guess we can't keep the king waiting," I sighed and began moving my feet. Brandon walked behind me on the journey out of the hospital and into his car that was waiting for us outside.

No words were exchanged as we drove to the house with me in the back seat nervous and Brandon driving in front. When we arrived I got confused since Brandon didn't come out of the car. "You aren't coming in?" I asked. Brandon shook his head," he requested you alone. Hope it goes well and hope you feel better," he kindly added.

I smiled in reply before walking to the big brown doors. You can do this, he's your mate, I reminded myself before getting enough courage to open the door.

How am I even going to find him?

"Follow his scent," Alaska told me. I mentally face palmed myself at the obvious answer. Focusing on his scent and following it wasn't hard since it was the most mouth-watering scent ever.

I froze when I locked eyes with William.

"What are you doing here?" William asked me, freezing in the kitchen. I looked at him skeptically. He looked like he just shoved something in his pocket and I caught him. "Uh Brandon said you called," I replied honestly.

He seemed to realize and nodded. "Right. I just wanted to see you and tell you that you'll be leaving for the Royal pack tomorrow when Rieka gets back," he deadpanned like we were talking about the weather. Well he got right to the chase.

I cannot leave this pack. I have no other family besides my brother and if he comes looking for me and I'm not here, that would be terrible. Other than that, everything I know is at this pack. Sure having an escape would be nice but I'm not that desperate to get away from the attention and gossiping.

"I cannot leave."

His eyes narrowed on me. "Fine. We stay and you tell me who the fuck tried to kill you," he bluntly asked. Of course he would say that. I should have expected it. They all have been trying to get it out of me. "I...I can't," I shakingly answered.

"Then we are going to my pack. End of discussion," he snapped at me. My hands balled at my sides. I wanted to scream and slap him a dozen times but he was the alpha of alphas now. He could ruin me in a matter of seconds.

The excuse that I was his mate meant nothing to him. He already had everything he wanted so why would he need a woman attached at his hip?

"I'm not leaving, end of discussion. You don't need me and I'm broken. Why would you want a broken mate?" I asked. I'm not broken. I'm fine. Just hurt. "That's a lame excuse, Everest," he scoffed. A shiver literally went down my spine when he said my name.

Fuck, that's sort of hot.

"Fuck you, William," I replied with a sarcastic smile on my face. He sighed, shoving his hands in his pocket. "You are going with me! You don't have a choice!" William argued back, telling me that I didn't have a choice. That's what pissed me off the most.

I make my own choices.

"I'm not going," I stood my ground with my arms folding across my chest. Sure there was some pain when I did that but I tried for it not to show.

"You have to come to my pack! You have to rul-" I cut him off right away.

"I am my own fricken person. If I want to rule a kingdom I will and if I don't no arrogant mate of mine is going to force me to," I snapped at him and started walking off when I felt him grab my upper arm.

I immediately got angry, turning around really scream and shout when he blew off his palm. When the dust hit my face and I accidentally inhaled it, I was out like a light. The last thing I felt was strong arms wrapping around my torso.

Shit.

Fucking shit.

Damn it. I curse way too much.

I want

I never planned to do this, I just panicked and I acted with my head. She's going to hate me.

After having the conversation with Brandon yesterday about their special dust, I couldn't let them have it to themselves. Things get crazy and out of hand at the royal pack as well and last time I checked, sharing was caring. I was planning on filling some of it in another jar but when I heard someone approaching I shoved the dust in my pocket.

I fixed Everest so I was holding her bridal style before running up to my guest bedroom. I let out a small sigh as I rested her down on the pillow gently. "Everest," I called out for her while snapping and waving my hands in front of her.

I let out another sigh when I realize she was knocked out cold and was still breathing.

She's okay.

Nothing is wrong with her.

She is fine.

Yeah...Yeah.

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