The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

“Running away is easy. It’s the leaving that’s hard.” Samuel T. Herring

Alessia’s “theory” stuck with me for the entire five-hour plane ride ~ long after we stopped talking

and she fell asleep again. Her words sent a chill down my spine. Was Griffin really going to hunt me

like prey?

A couple of hours into the plane ride, I ended up falling asleep too

but it was plagued with nightmares.

In my dream, I was a fox sprinting across the foggy forest. I was running away from something – I

didn’t know what — and tried to hide in a hollowed-out tree. I could hardly make out my

surroundings while I was tucked in my little hiding spot, but then I saw it: the monster that was

chasing me.

It was a large black wolf, bigger than anything I’d ever seen with piercing dark eyes and sharp

canines. Its familiar dark eyes met mine, and I knew it had me trapped. There was nowhere to run,

and all I could do was watch as it stalked closer and closer. And then it pounced, razor-sharp canines

headed for me as I – I shot up in my plane seat, heart pounding. That was a hell of a dream. But it

wasn’t real — it was just a dream. *)

I normally wasn’t one to dissect dreams, but even that nightmare felt a little too on the nose to me. I

had been running in the wolves as a literal fox — which was Griffin’s favorite nickname for me —

and the predator chasing me had been a wolf. Could the meaning get any more obvious than that? (°

Clearly, I’m freaked out about what Alessia told me before I fell asleep

and now my fears are manifesting in my dreams.

My heart continued to pound. Although Griffin and I were probably hundreds of miles apart by this

point, the thought of him still managed to put me on edge.

“Passengers, please make sure you’re seated with your seatbelts on. We’re beginning our descent,

and we’ll be wheels down at LAX in minus twenty minutes,” the pilot’s voice croaked through the

speakers.

The feedback from the speakers roused Alessia from her own cat nap. Judging from the way she

lazily stretched out, it looked like her dreams had been a lot better than mine.

“are we already there?” she asked me. “They said less than twenty minutes till we get to the

airport,” I said.

hate flying. I want to put my feet — and my paws

some solid ground.”

paws part, of course —

at me, her smile vanishing. “Well,

to fess up.”

“Fess up? About what?”

burned into mine and I could feel a shift

I was sitting next

own pack to rule it. She

tell me about my mate, Clarke,” she said, her face

she wanted. Did you forget about your own deal, Clarke? Geez, I suck at

#497 for why I wouldn’t make a good q ueen.

not that I was trying to withhold information or act coy, but I’d been so wrapped up in

forgotten what I

brain is

and it wasn’t

not just for her.

told her, “You said

on my clothes yesterday

but it was there. It

be someone I

point, Clark,” she

throat out. So, jus

eyeing her white knuckles,

to my sister.”

silence. Alessia paused completely, like she was frozen in time.

repeated, raising an eyebrow.

me out. Remember the night we met?” I explained, “I was

together too — she sat next to me on the

ense why we’d smel

you’re not reading this book on

on the complete story. Head over there to dive into the next chapter—it’s

like she was trying

the day with Griffin, you were still

she was

had seen before, but never on Alessia. It was the look

now, Clarke. He’s part

Had you gone

makes sense. You didn’t

sooner.

pack is in Washington, they live on

now you can

And

not trying to screw me over, right?” There was a dangerous

guess I couldn’t really blame her for being cautious, but

wasn’t shy about violence,

on what you’ve told me,

close contact

be the sister. I’m

“You’re mated to my sister…and I guess that makes

known Alessia was mated to my sister for about a day, the information felt like