The Alpha King's Claim

The Alpha King’s Claim chapter 3 by desirenovel

Serena

I woke up surprisingly without a pounding headache despite remembering I lost consciousness in the middle of a balcony—the so-called king’s balcony no less. I should have hit the ground, gained a concussion, or maybe broken my spine, but I felt as healthy as I was before this entire hullabaloo started. Either the balcony had seriously soft ground or my fall was cut—I couldn’t really remember what happened after I lost consciousness, but either way, it was to my advantage.

All memories of over the last few hours—or minutes? or days? I couldn’t be so sure—had returned to me like a flood the moment my eyes flitted open. My instant comment was, ‘Yes, I’m actually inside a fantasy world, how great is that?!” But my sane mind interjected, reminding me that yeah, my head was under threat of dismemberment. That arrogant man who called himself king promised I’d be beheaded in the first light of day.

Quickly, I surveyed myself and the place I was in. I was on a bed with a very soft mattress and pillows, wearing a rather silky short dress that was up to the knee. I scrunched up my nose. Clearly, I wasn’t on my own bed and in my pajamas, and that meant I wasn’t dreaming of the events I remembered with those men.

The bed was a four-poster, its thick drapes were spread up to cover the mattress entirely. Darkness enveloped me inside. I had to extend my arm just so I could reach the cloth and check the outside environment.

My heart skipped a beat thereafter. It was daylight. Possibly even morning. Meaning, my time was up and I’d likely kiss my head goodbye soon.

A feeling of dread washed all over me then.

“Oh no…” I muttered, shaking my head. “No, no, no, no, no! I got to find a way out of this place!”

I scrambled to leave the bed, pushing myself out of the darkness and into the light. When my feet hit the cold, shiny floor that’s when I saw two guards standing near an open door on the right, dressed in armors and helmets. They looked seriously like Mobile Legend wannabes with all the dangerous vibe and pointed heavy-looking spears.

I placed a hand over my mouth to stifle my gasp. Despite their covered faces, I felt their eyes on me, but luckily, they didn’t move. Not an inch. Just like those guards in the Buckingham Palace. Good.

Turning around, I looked for another way out of the room. There was a second door on the left, near the bed, so slowly so as not to arouse suspicion, I neared it. Once inside, I groaned, feeling disappointed upon seeing the familiar set-up of a comfort room with glass walls and a huge, steaming pool.

“You’ll find the water very comforting on your skin once you dip in the pool. Try it, I insist,” a male voice suddenly stated behind me.

I whirled around to see my intruder and there he was, the man whom I remembered to be the king’s brother.

“I am Prince Elijah at your service, brother of King Aero of the Kingdom of Phanteon, Royal Adviser to His Majesty and a self-confessed ladies man. May I know your name, Beautiful Maiden?”

Instead of answering him, I furrowed my brows and said, “Pleasantries are useless when you are here to assist me to my doom.”

“Doom?” his brow arched up and he looked confused. “What made you think that?”

I scoffed. What was this man playing at?

“If I recall correctly, your cruel brother sentenced me to death by beheading for stupid reasons.”

that,” he quickly shook his head. “He was just talking nonsense. Don’t take it

placed a hand on my chest.

ignored. He just shrugged

brother doesn’t always have that acidic attitude. You’ll find that he has a

makes you think I want to know more about him?” I hissed. “I’m supposed to be

think staying in this place would be healthy. One, I have no idea how to survive. I have no money, no shelter to call my own, no belongings even, and no Akita, my favorite Siberian husky pet to give me my daily dose of happy pill. Second, I’m not even sure where this place is. It seems like Earth to me, but I don’t know what food they eat or if they even eat at all. Them using English as a language was a bonus,

Prince Elijah didn’t seem offended by my authoritative tone of voice.

of bringing you to the dungeon as per the king’s wishes, I took you to this manor instead,” he answered. “This place is far from the castle, don’t worry. This is a safe place

put it.” I couldn’t wrap my head around what actually happened back in my room, but at least

Or drink blood? Maybe cast spells? Produce scales and horns? Or maybe you’re like those fae people with their ethereal beauty and irresistible sensuality. You

he was going with his conversation, I didn’t want any part in it. This man must

your answer and your odd reactions last night, I now know what you are,” he bobbed his head up and down as if sure with his guess. “You’re

he said it and

look from head to foot. I mean come on, it was a no brainer. He looked like a human in my eyes. He had a normal-looking head, limbs, and torso. And he even had a bulge—maybe not as

I’m different. I…uhm…well, this is difficult. How do I say this.” He scratched his head looking almost shy. “Since the realms were created, there never has been a report where a human trespassed worlds. We made sure humans were clueless of our existence and we kept that

quite a strong word to use. Let me

the man truly laughed

at him, taking

seconds

of me, but I can’t help it. We are real after all,” he declared. “We are not just characters in books. You are in the Kingdom of Phanteon, a world where only werewolves and

brain damage, but after everything I experienced last night and these past few minutes, I certainly

and totally bonkers, but another part of me was trying to make good sense of the words. “You mean like Teen Wolf

“I don’t get what you’re saying. Is

my mind laughed at

nutjob if it wasn’t for this weird room I’m in or the guards flamboyantly dressed near the doorway. I remember what I saw last night too: a balcony view of a settlement that I’d only believe exist in the fantasy world, and I remember just how instantly I changed locations after touching the painting, like magic, so I’d say you are really telling the

your dissecting information in a rather

Shout like a lunatic? Ask you to—what?—transform in front of me? No way is that going to happen. I already passed out last night because of sudden surprise. I

know your name please?” he suddenly changed the subject. This

I

like the sound of

tossed him a confused and sharp look. What was he talking about? I’m pretty sure he used Greek language, but what did the word mean? And

situation,” he walked past the door and into the interior of the bathroom, stood near the steaming pool, and stared at me again. “Who could even bring you back to the human realm. I’ll help you, but in return,

hauled in a deep