My Personal Lycan King novel Chapter 71

VICTORIA'S POV

"Victoria Gibberson, is this the way you talk to your king?" The so-called Alexander shouted.

"Oh, you are right. This is not the way to talk to a king." I said, smirking when I saw his relaxed expression.

"-However, you are not the king here." With that, I groped his neck, placing my hands around his neck, and applied pressure to it.

"Now, you better spill the beans because patience is not my best trait," I said before dragging him all the way to the center of the room.

"I don't know what you are talking about. Guards! What are you doing? Will you let this psychotic woman kill your king?" He said, looking at the palace guards, who looked confused, not knowing what to do.

As they started moving towards me in their confused state, I looked at Theodore, who immediately understood my signal and ordered the guards,

"You do not move from your place. Stay put where you are standing. This is your former king's and council head's orders. Also, the person standing in front of you is not your real king." 

Seeing that the matters were in hand now, I turned back to the fake Alexander, who was still not scared enough to tell me the truth.

"Look, I don't give a damn about your life or anything. All I want to know is where is my mate, because I am pissed as hell. So you better start talking your trash, or I am gonna slit your throat today." I warned, feeling my anger rising now.

To be honest, I was pissed on myself more than him. I was wondering suspiciously about this fact for the last two days, but it was only today till I got some brains and used my powers. If I would've used my telepathy on Laila before and would've tested my thesis with this fake Alexander, I would've found out the truth much earlier.

But what was I doing? I was badmouthing my mate, trying and thinking of the best ways to torment him.

Now that I think about it, all the pain, sense of loss, emptiness, and agony I was feeling at nights these days must be all because Alexander was not here. And he must be in danger for all I know.

Gazing back at the fake Alexander, who was still not ready to say anything, I couldn't help myself anymore as I kicked him where it hurts the most for a man.

"So you are not going to say anything? Very well. Seeing how you kissed Laila and made out with her, she must be your mate, right? Or you must love her, no?" I said before turning towards Laila.

"Haha...great. I didn't like her anyway." With that, I took out the dagger from my back pocket before plunging into Laila's stomach as she gasped and screamed in pain.

Looking back at the fake-alexander, it gave a sense of satisfaction when I saw the fear finally settling in his bones.