The Alpha King's Claim

Chapter 61

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 61 by desirenovel

Serena

Alpha Trevor showed me the progress of the construction once I arrived in the market. What was once

ashes and charred wood in the area now stood rows of houses and two single-storey buildings to serve

as the town’s new market. He said that his pack would be able to finish it in just five days. I trusted him

and he was able to deliver. Two days from now and all will be finished and that pleased me.

I thanked him and his pack for their hard work and gave a few advice too to enhance the aesthetic side

of the building. They noted this, gladly agreeing to my idea.

By late afternoon, William and I left, and during the travel time, I reflected on my meeting with Farryl. I

understood her side. If I was her, I’d hate the king with all my heart too for stereotyping and hating

women, but on the other hand, as a guardian to his realm, she shouldn’t have been one-sided. Couldn’t

she sense that we had consummated our marriage? Couldn’t she see that I had willingly given myself

to him? Couldn’t she sense the changes in him?

She had a strong sense of justice, I salute her that, but it was also her downfall. She refused to see that

a man such as Aero could change for the better. I figured there must be a reason why. Mayhap a

situation in the past that led her to hate him too?

I probably should ask the king about it, although I doubt he’d be open to such a conversation with me. I

was willing to try though.

′I guess my mission dug a deeper hole,′ I thought to myself, sighing. I have not only the kingdom but

also their guardian to show that their king had a heart.

Farryl’s other words also bombarded my conscience. No, not about her offer to send me back to Earth,

but about that unknown energy she mentioned.

What could it possibly be? If indeed it was protecting me the moment I arrived in this realm, then why?

I entered my chamber with more questions than answers and that proved to dim my mood. I planned to

soak in the bathtub to distress myself, but then a knock sounded on my door.

“Excuse me, Your Highness,” a male voice followed.

Quickly turning around, I found that he was one of the servants of the castle, standing just outside the

door that I realized I had absentmindedly forgot to close.

“Yes?” I muttered with a raised brow.

“Dinner is served, Your Highness. King Aero has sent me to fetch you.”

“Yes, I’ll just change my clothes and be there the soonest I’m done,” I informed him.

He lowered his head again, “I’ll deliver the message, Your Highness,” he said, then reached out for the

knob and closed the door.

‘Yes, dinner,’ I nodded to myself. That would be the best place for me to ask him about Farryl and

maybe if he now had an idea about my sudden appearance in this realm. He did mention once that he

had people trying to solve it.

“How about you guys? Do you know why I’m here?” I asked randomly to the winged insects that

decided to approach me. I didn’t expect them to answer, but at least, with their flapping colorful wings, I

was calmed from my stress.

I arrived fifteen minutes later inside the dining room wearing a new gown. This time, it wasn’t a

turtleneck dress that had long sleeves. It had a sweetheart neckline that showed a little bit of my

cleavage; not really for the purpose of seducing him, but for simply a breather on my part. Turtlenecks

tend to be constraining after all.

Additionally, I allowed my hair to fall freely on my shoulders. That way, it would cover almost all of the

hickeys he had placed on me: both fresh and old ones.

“Come, take a seat, Serena,” he stated when he saw me enter. He was already in the head chair,

sitting regally with a flute half-filled with wine near his right hand and a small black box on his left. His

plate though was still empty despite the many dishes in front of him. Either he was waiting for my

arrival or he didn’t have an appetite, or he had an appetite for another thing altogether…

Just like before, I claimed the seat on his right, not really caring that he didn’t pull the chair for me. I

knew he wasn’t a gentleman from the start, so that bothered me less.

“Have you been sitting here for a while?” I asked, gazing at him just as he took another swig of his

wine. He seemed comfortable, yet something was off about him. Totally different from the playful,

teasing man I was with in Greece.

“Yes,” he stated, lowering his gaze on the table, “gave me time to think thoroughly of my next move.”

I arched a brow at the statement.

“Next move for what?” I asked.

He then stood up after taking the black box and neared me.

“Hold your hand up,” he ordered once he stood on my right. Although I was confused, I did what he

asked.

“Close your eyes,” he said again. I gave him a frown first before obediently doing just as he said.

I felt something cold and hard on my right wrist thereafter. It felt like a chain or a bracelet of some kind.

I couldn’t be sure.

“There,” he stated; the tone of his voice still staying smooth and languid.

“A bracelet?” I voiced out once I saw the jewelry.

For the first time since I arrived in the dining room, he finally flashed a grin.

“I thought the wolf bracelet you bought in Cirelles didn’t match with your status as queen.”

Huh. I inwardly laughed. I guess nothing escapes his notice.

“It was my first buy though in this realm, and I liked that bracelet. But thank you for this. I’ll treasure it

for as long as I live,” I stated, examining the jewelry that awfully looked familiar but couldn’t quite

pinpoint out where or when I saw it.

It was a single, thick loop that was bedazzled with gemstones and diamonds of different colors. There

were three sapphire-looking stones, placed with precision around the bracelet. They were the most

beautiful blue I had seen in a gem.

“William said you met with Farryl,” he began once he returned on his seat.

I flinched a bit when I heard her name, triggering her words in my head that I chose to forget for the

time being.

But knowing him, he wasn’t going to let the topic slide, so I had no choice but to deal with it head-on.

I started forking a ham slice drenched with sauce and then, simply answered, “Yes, she was one of the

volunteers in the south wing.”

“Her? Volunteering?” I easily picked up some hostility in his voice. “Must be just her ruse to get to you.”

“It’s obvious she doesn’t like to meet you, Aero, so I guess her actions were understandable,” I stated

while eating my ham in bits.

“What did she say?” he asked.

I paused from eating, considered his question for a second, then rested my chin against my knuckles

and gave him a wry grin.

“Is that an order, my King? For me to tell you what transpired between us?” I teased.

His sharp eyes bored into me.

“Only if you want to, Serena. I shall respect your decision if you wish to keep it from me.”

Chuckling, I straightened my back.

“You don’t need to sulk. There’s nothing to keep,” I said, inwardly releasing a sigh. Here it goes… “In

summary, she told me you’re a jackass.”

He flinched a little, but after a few seconds, laughed, and it was a big, hearty, arrogant one. “She’s

pushing it,” he said; his eyes bright with malice, the same one I saw when he lashed at that woman in

the store.

“Don’t look so hurt, Aero, it is the truth,” I reasoned.

“I’ll allow you to call me that since you’re my wife,” he grumbled.

I rolled my eyes upward whilst drinking my juice. “Hm, whatever. Anyway, she believes you forced me

to marry you which I think is somewhat of a truth.”

“I didn’t force you, you entered into an agreement in your own free will,” he corrected just like I thought

he would.

“But you did use my desire to return to Earth as leverage,” I countered.

“And I happened to keep my end of the agreement. I sent you back to Earth, Serena, remember?” He

cracked a proud smirk, but his eyes…oh yes, they were turning darker…heavier with desire.

I felt the same too and would have pounced on him if we weren’t in the dining area.

“Yes, and the rest was history,” I muttered, keeping myself in control instead.

“Aero, with Farryl’s visit, I had now confirmed that my sudden appearance here wasn’t a coincidence

anymore. It meant something.”

He remained silent, so I decided to go on.

“All this time I never once stopped to wonder who or what brought me to this realm, the purpose of

bringing me here, or ask that out of all the billions of people on Earth, why me? I…wanted to know the

truth now. Can you help me?”

He released a long sigh and shifted his eyes on my bracelet.

“The bugs can,” he muttered, almost like a grumble, then his attention redirected behind me where I

was aware a couple of the winged creatures followed me.

“What do you mean?” I asked, now curious more than ever.

He watched my bracelet again as if noting something of import.

“According to a reliable source, the bugs that are attracted to you like magnets are special spirits in the

fae realm. They guide and protect someone they deem important. They represent that person’s high

status in the fae circle.”

“What?” I blinked many times, taking careful consideration with his words, but what the hell was he

talking about?

“I am saying that you could be a valuable member of the fae circle, Serena. Maybe a royal, or a high

elder, or someone else pivotal to their society.”

I snorted.

“That’s absurd. I am a human. I feel like a human. I don’t have wings on my back or fairy ears nor I

could cast magical fairy dust.”

His face contorted into a disagreement.

“You’re talking gibberish, Serena. Fae people don’t do that. Have you lost your mind on Tinkerbell?”

“I don’t have any basis for what a fae creature looks like okay?” I cried out, feeling a little irritated.

“Anyway, my point is, I couldn’t be what you imply me to be.”

He glanced at the bracelet again. What the hell? Was he distracted by the dazzling stones or what?

“My source did say it was premature to assume you are fae just on the basis of the bugs alone, but he

also said that these spirits are a hundred percent accurate. All the time.”

An exasperated sigh escaped my lips as I sunk into the chair.

“Well, if I am someone important for that realm, then why was I transported here? Why do I have to

meet you and become your wife?”

It was a valid point and I know he understood it, but instead of answering my question, he called me

out, “Regretting meeting me now, my queen?”

I quickly shook my head.

“No,” I muttered. “I…I could never regret meeting you nor regret what has become of us now.”

He awarded me a satisfied smile.

“Good answer,” he said.

“But hypothetically speaking, what would you do if I really was someone important to the fae realm?”

He stood up again, neared me, and caged me in my chair using his arms.

“I’m going to fight for you,” he whispered, meeting me eye to eye without any hint of embarrassment or

hesitation. My lips trembled at both the rage he was showing in his eyes and the desire accumulating in

it.

‘Made my underwear wet that’s for sure.’

“Before anything else Serena, you are my wife and my queen. The wrist marks we have are proof. No

amount of bugs could change that.”

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“Good answer,” I said, using his own words, then raised my chin up planning to kiss him, but he

captured my lips first with a crushing force taking my breath away.

“I’d like to dine you,” he mumbled in between our kisses.

“Please do,” I instantaneously agreed.

Wildly, I thought of us making love right on the spot, beside the dining table and dangerously open for

every servant to witness, but I guess it wasn’t a choice, for, within a second, we were inside his

chamber, my back pressed up against his mattress; my legs spread wide while he was on top me; his

cock poking my belly.