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.

want to put my feet

some solid ground.”

of course — but

me, her smile vanishing. “Well, since we’re almost there,

to fess up.”

“Fess up? About what?”

a shift in the

I was suddenly reminded of who I

pack to rule it.

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

that’s what she wanted. Did you forget about your own deal, Clarke? Geez,

I wouldn’t make a good q ueen. I suck at

trying to withhold information or act coy, but I’d been so wrapped up in my

forgotten what I had agreed to divulge

like you. My brain is still a little fuzzy. I’ll tell you who it

it wasn’t hard

not just for her.

I told her, “You

on my clothes yesterday

it was there.

be someone I

the point, Clark,” she

throat out. So, jus

I said, eyeing her white knuckles, “In that case,

to my sister.”

paused completely, like she was frozen in time.

repeated, raising an eyebrow.

out. Remember the night we met?” I explained, “I was sharing a room

day together too — she sat next to me on the plane

ense why we’d smel

a friendly reminder that if you’re

on the complete story. Head over there to

she was

of the day with Griffin, you were

was no

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

Clarke. He’s part of the

Had you

“Of course it makes sense. You didn’t

out sooner.

like I used to, I guess. Our pack is in

now you can

“in Blacktooth territory. And you’re

her eyes. “You’re not trying to screw me over,

I guess I couldn’t really blame her for being

shy about violence,

you’ve told me, it’s got to be her. There’s nobody

close contact

be the sister. I’m not

it,” I said, “You’re mated to my

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