Betrayed Heiress: My Second Chance Mate is A Lycan King

Aira’s POV

I stare at my reflection with uncertainty. I was not entirely sure of my outfit.

A meeting with every alpha in the United States.

This is my first time attending anything of the sort; I have to at least look my best. I stand before the mirror in a white button-up shirt and black penciled skirt. It stops just above my knees and hugs my body perfectly. It isn’t too tight, and I complement the whole attire with a black suit jacket. On my feet are a pair of black heels, and I tied my hair up in a bun.

My gaze falls on Alex, who is standing right behind him.

He doesn’t pay much attention to the mirror, as he is clearly lost in thought. He is buttoning up his shirt and putting on his jacket as well. He has a crease between his eyebrows, and I can see a million thoughts running through his mind. I could not tell if he was angry or worried about this meeting.

Something tells me that it is a mix of both.

His eyes lock with mine through the mirror, and my breath catches. Even without putting in much effort, this man somehow managed to be the most handsome fellow I have ever seen. He looked like a snack I wanted to have all to myself.

I walk up to him and place my hand gently on his cheek. “Relax; everything is going to be fine,” I tell him softly, and he shakes his head while scoffing.

“I should be the one telling you that. I mean, you are the reason for this meeting,” he states, and I nod in agreement. I do not know why, but I wasn’t scared or nervous in any way; whatever the outcome of this meeting may be, I was ready for it. and that is what scared me the most.

“I feel like a superstar,” I joke, and the corners of his lips twitched upward. He was doing his best not to smile, but it was soon proven useless.

“You are so getting sold tonight,” Alex says, shaking his head with resignation.

Folding my arms stubbornly above my chest, I say, “I know for a fact that you will never let that happen. And even if I were to be sold, you would be my highest bidder.”

He grins while snaking his arms around my waist and pulling me closer to him. Our noses brush as he presses his forehead to mine. “You are so confident that you know me so well,” he whispers against my lips, and I catch his eyes darkening when they fall on my lips.

“I do,” I whisper to him, feeling the intensity between us. I inhale sharply when his lips capture mine in a sweet kiss. To my dismay, it does not last long before he pulls away and clears his throat.

“You have no idea how badly I want to rip all of this off you,” he says, and I shoot him a glare. He sighs tiredly once he sees that there is no way I would ever let him do that. He squares his shoulders and says, “Let’s just get this meeting over with.”

Now that I could agree with.

He offers me his arm, and I gladly take it. He leads me out of the room and down to the Audi waiting for us just outside. Once we are inside, we drive down to the venue at full speed.

The alpha’s forum was to be hosted in St. Louis’s hotel conference room. I heard it belongs to one of the top alphas. The hotel was over thirty stories high and has one of the prettiest night views I have ever seen.

When we arrive, a valet takes the keys from Alex. My mate walks around the car and helps me out of the car, taking me by the hand and leading me into the impressive building. We walk into the reception, where a lady in a red suit is already waiting for us. “Welcome alpha Alexander and Luna Aira, it is a pleasure to have you here with us this evening. Please follow me.”

She turns on her rather pointy heel and makes her way down the hall. Alex and I follow her, and the closer we get to the conference room, the more uneasy I feel. There was this pressing sensation, like a weight on my shoulders, that grew with every step I took.

“The meeting is being held in here,” the lady says, stopping right before the double doors at the end of the hall. Alex and I nod in appreciation, and she takes her leave.

Alex looks down at me and squeezes my hand softly. “Are you ready?” he asked, and I could do nothing but shrug.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” is my answer, and he grins down at me.

“No matter the outcome?” he asks, referring back to the conversation we had earlier back home.

“No matter the outcome,” I repeated after him. I set my gaze forward, and we marched into the conference room together. The second we stepped in, I instantly wanted to run. The air was suffocating, and I have never been in a room where so much authority and power radiated.

But then I remember exactly who I am and square my shoulders. I radiate a power even more menacing and frightening than theirs ever could. So I better act like it.

There were nine alphas present, and each of them wore a suit that made them appear devilishly handsome. They sat together on a long table, and only one of them sat at the head. My guess is that it must be Alpha Louis, the owner of the hotel.

“It’s about time you graced us with your presence, Alexander. We were starting to think that you wouldn’t show up,” Louis says, grinning through his rather thick stubble and dark brown eyes.

Alex places a hand above his chest and says, “That would be quite rude of me. and besides, I wouldn’t want to start a war.”

Louis grins and points at the two empty seats on his left-hand side. “Please do have a seat,” he says, and as we walk up to it, I notice that every eye of the alphas is trained on me.

They were watching me, silently sizing me up and judging me. Most of them held disbelief, others held disgust, and some had wonder swirling within their eyes.

We took our seats, and Louis addressed the board.

“Now that we are all present, This meeting can finally begin,” he announces before finally turning his full attention to me. There was something ominous about his brown eyes that made a shiver run up my spine. There was so much evil and so much greed in those eyes. It was almost as intense as Vincent’s. “Aira Kingston, is that right?” he asks, and I nod. “Rumor has it that you have some special abilities or powers that can raise the dead; is that true?”

I pause, wondering if I should tell them the truth or not. My eyes fell on Alex, who was watching me with kind eyes. He squeezes my hand in silent reassurance. It was his own little way of telling me whether I had told the truth or not. He would be there to support me.

I suppose they are no longer keeping it a secret anymore. The cat is already out of the bag. What is done is done.

“It is only once I have actually brought the dead back to the living, and that is my mate, Alpha Alexander,” I announce, and some of the alphas begin to mutter amongst themselves. They all look at Alexander in amazement, watching him closely to be sure if what I was saying is actually the truth. But did they really have any way of knowing?

“Alexander, is this true?” Louis asks, and the question surprisingly upsets him.

“Are you calling my mate a liar?” Alex snaps, his canines elongating as the sharp tips protrude from his lips. Louis has a sly smirk on his lips and raises his hand in surrender.

“My apology,” he says before turning to me and saying. “Please, do continue.”

“The rumors that have been spreading around originated from our men. We were visiting a morgue when we were attacked by rogues. Out of a fit of rage, I commanded the corpses to do my bidding. They were not exactly alive, but whatever I demanded that they would do, they would.” I finish, and the muttering only worsens.

“Impossible! I don’t believe it!”

“She must be a witch!”

“How can someone as tiny and frail as her possibly possess such power?”

Louis slams his fist on the table, and the force of it causes my heart to skip a couple of beats. “Silence!” he roars, and the room grows silent. He turns to me and begins to stroke his jaw. “But how may I ask if this is possible? I have never heard of such powers before.”

“Well, the truth is that the Kingston’s are actually descendants of the moon goddess. If you can trace my family’s history, you will see that there was no one in my family who possessed a wolf. We were all wolfless, and in exchange for that, the moon goddess blessed us with magical abilities, each of which differed from the others.” I explain, and Louis’s eyes flash with amazement and curiosity.

One of the alphas scoffed and said, “Is that so? If they were so powerful, how come all of them were killed by mere animals?”

I hesitate. My eyes lock with Alex’s, who nods at me to tell them the truth.

And I do. My voice does not shake, I do not stutter, and I show no hint of regret as I admit my greatest sin.

“That was just a cover story. I was the one who killed them all.”

Silence.

None of the alphas uttered a word; most of them looked at me with fear, while the others were clearly impressed.

“You slaughtered your entire family? Now why on earth would you do that?”

I square my shoulders, locking gazes with him, as I proudly admit. “Because their greed did not let them see reason. They came after my power, my heritage, and my mate. Death was the path they had chosen for themselves.”

The room grows silent once again. One of the alphas in the room breaks it by asking, “Have the both of you mated yet?”

My eyebrows furrow and I purse my lips; that was not the question I was expecting to be asked shortly after admitting to slaughtering my family.

“No, we haven’t,” I say, feeling a bit sad that Alex and I didn’t do so during our vacation. I mean, it was the perfect opportunity, or maybe he just didn’t want to…

“Good. The two of you must make sure you never mate,” he states, and I frown.

“And who are you to tell us what to do?” Alex snapped, and I could feel things slowly getting heated.

“Calm down, Alexander.” Louis says. “Believe me when I say all of us have come here with only the best intentions. It is clear that your mate here is way too powerful to belong to only one pack; it would be unfair to us because she is basically an asset, a weapon. From what we can see, her emotions accelerate her powers. If you and her mate were together, the bond between you two would become incredibly strong. And God forbid, if something were to happen to you, then she might as well be a ticking time bomb. Do you understand what we are trying to say here?”

Alex and I shared a glance, and I smirked when I saw that we both harbored the same thoughts.

I lean forward, making sure to draw out my words.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“You all can go to hell.”