The Alpha King was said to be ruthless, a murderer, a tyrant- but the truth was darker. He hated the idea of mates. He lost his parents because his father refused to leave his mate behind. He hated the idea of his romantic life being out of his control. Despite this- he never took a chosen mate. He never touched anyone. That was- until he saw you. You were like a tidal wave over his life. He saw you from across the courtyard, and his yellow eyes began to turn red.

"Mate."

He growled out, the single word sending shivers down your spine. His beautiful brown skin gleamed in the sunlight as his black nails began to rip open his shirt. You could see his abs and pecs practically pulsing as he looked at you. His short black hair tossled on his head as he licked his four inch canines. He had a forked tongue as he looked over your body with a hungry gaze.