Zion |✔️ {featured on Wattpad Talent Scouts}

TWO

It massive, beyond perfect, not a flaw in sight, and set up just how I've heard it to be. Whenever the Alpha or an Elder from my pack would visit, I would always crowd around them as they described the beauty of the land and building. They would express in beautiful words the appearance of the grand hall, the throne room, the gardens, and so much more as I dreamt I was the one walking through the halls and staring up above at the sky-tall ceiling.

And now, as I look upon the massive structure for the first time, my heart skips a beat and my soul feels heavy.

The palace is gorgeous beyond what I would picture it to be. Surrounded by an enchanted wall crafted centuries ago, only those of a supernatural race can see it. If a human passes by, they simple are teleported to the opposite side (which humans finding the castle means they must be very lost).

"I'm glad you like it."

I'm brought back into reality as those golden eyes meet mine, reminding me what is happening. How I was let go of today at work, had my purse stolen, and then, out of all the chance in the world, ran into the Alpha King. But not only that, no, he also practically threw me into his car and said I was 'his.' Whatever his reasons are, they had better be damn good.

"It's a masterpiece, anyone would fall in love with it."

The air tenses as I notice his hands grip the wheel a bit tighter. "Some people grow a tolerance for it." Not responding, I look outside once more, the tall and thick trees isolating us from the human world, the luscious green leaves making me think of Spring.

As the car drives on, a bridge awaits, one of light brown stone that goes over a river, one alive with a current and fish, the water crystal clear. The castle is located on a rather big circle of land on the muddle of a massive lake, one built by elves centuries upon centuries ago. I've heard of the magical building of this place, how mermaids still swim in the waters and elves provide the Wolf Council wisdom.

"Tell me, Sybil, who was this man to reject you."

He doesn't have respect for me, for asking a question like that to a wolf you do not know shows little to none, something frowned upon. Not to mention the King just asked me that.

My blood boils at the thought of the Alpha who cast me aside and claimed me a rogue, who gave no damn thought to having me as a mate, as a Luna, only thinking I could not satisfy. Sure, I was never the prettiest, but I'm not ugly, I at least know that.

"Just someone from my pack, someone immature," I reply, looking down to my hands as I look at the chipped red polish on my nails, finding more interest in them as the memories come back.

A warm set of fingers push their way through my hair, pushing past the knots and thick locks, causing me to tilt my head to the side a bit. I'm silent, knowing it's not wise to fight back against the King, that it's like awaking a dragon if you steal it's gold.

"Is that why you ran?" On the inside, I scoff, knowing full well it was not my decision to be made rogue. However, I don't say the truth, but rather nod, showing someone weak rather than someone who was made a victim and had no choice. His warm fingers leave my hair, only to land between my hands, pulling one out of my lap and onto his.

My face heats up, not knowing what to react with, but all I know is that I'm confused. His body is warm like any wolf's, but also hard, like any warrior's body, causing me to feel embarrassed that I'm thinking of his body. I shouldn't. Goddess, I don't know what even to think of the King right now other than confusion as to why he wants me at the palace.

As we approach the castle, the drawbridge is lowered over the small space between the bridge and lake. One more yard of his tires rotating and we plummet into the water. Looking above, I see the walls, six stories high, thick, and guards walking in or along it. For sure it still upholds the century old custom of the guards at the gate.