My Alpha’s Betrayal: Burning In The Flames Of His Vengeance by Moonlight Muse

3. The Alpha King

was obvious. “Right…” Alpha Andres, no matter how many times you go before him, he was still intimidating and powerful. He was the biggest man I had seen at around six-feet-seven or eight inches, he just looked far too large around everyone else. There was a handful of men around Theon’s size, but they were rare too. The king was a beast and a king in all aspects. Theon walked out of the double doors that led to the back grounds, and I grabbed the door before it swung shut in my face. “Ever heard of manners? That’s no way to treat a lady.” I remarked. “Never knew you were one.” His emotionless reply came as he glanced at me over his shoulder. His gaze flicked to my body for a moment before a small smirk crossed his face. “Yeah, definitely not a woman.” I’ll get you back for that… I glared at his back, my gaze falling to his ass. I couldn’t deny he was sexy, yet he was equally irritating. Although both Charlene and I found him incredibly handsome, he didn’t give us any attention. Although lately, I felt he teased me a little more… or maybe that was me being wishful. I followed him out just as the king slammed two men to the ground, making the ground shake at the impact. His torso was shirtless, a man made from pure bulging muscles. His tanned skin was littered with scars and tattoos of runes. Symbols and images depicting war and victory mapped his entire torso, and his straggly chocolate brown hair fell below his huge muscular shoulders. He was the opposite of his daughter, who had gone after her mother. “Just on time. Who’s next?” He asked with a grin as he turned to us, his gold tooth glinting under the lights of the courtyard. “I wouldn’t mind sparring with you Alpha, but I fear I may not make it out alive.” I replied with a small smile. It felt good to know he was still talking to me, even if it was just the adrenaline of beating us to a pulp that put him in a good mood. “I hear you have been training a lot more… let’s see.” That was a command. One I couldn’t disobey. “Don’t die.” Theon remarked mockingly, crossing his arms and placing one hand under his chin, as if he was about to enjoy the show. I stepped out and looked up at my Alpha, amusement clear in his eyes. He knew I wouldn’t even last a few minutes… The two men who had been thrown to the ground got up as the king jerked his head in dismissal. “I’m not sure if you are reckless or brave.” The king stated, grabbing a towel and wiping his face which was coated with a layer of sweat. “A little of both?” I suggested when he turned back to me. A predatorial grin crossed his face and he raised his fist, lunging at me without warning. My eyes flew open and I ducked to the left, just as his fist hit the ground, creating a crack. He turned and threw another punch, using all his brute strength. Of course, I wouldn’t last when it came to a battle of strength. Was it disrespectful to defend or attack the king? I kept dodging when the king growled. “Do not run! Attack! I’m sure Will showed you something!” The sudden anger and irritation in his voice at the loss of his closest confidant was raw and clear, sending a stab of pain through me. Of course he had… I would never let my father’s name be tarnished… I knew that he blamed me too. I could see it in his eyes, even if he never voiced it… But didn’t they realise it hurt me too? A flash of anger overcame me, but I didn’t let it show. The urge to release this pent-up irritation was rising within me. If the king had strength, then I had speed. This time when he lunged at me,