The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

“Adapt or perish, now as ever, is nature’s inexorable imperative.” HG Wells

Punishment?

He’s going to punish me?

Griffin had said it so casually, like he was telling me about the weather or asking me my favorite food.

“Punishment?” I echoed, craning my neck to look up at him. Tucked into his side, it strained my neck to make eye contact with him but I managed.

A slow smirk spread across his face. My reaction didn’t seem to surprise him at all, and if anything, he just looked

amused.

What a sadist. He enjoys freaking me out like this.

“Yes, little fox,” he said, and his tone was almost mocking, “If I don’t punish you, how will you learn your lesson?”

Oh, God. He’s actually serious, he’s not just joking. “I don’t understand…how would you punish me?” I asked. I couldn’t

possibly imagine what Griffin’s “punishment” would entail. Was he planning to lock me up in the dungeon or something?

Or was this more of a time-out-sit-in-the-comer sort of deal? Both options didn’t seem appealing, and the very thought

of a “punishment” made me feel like a misbehaving child. Maybe that was the point. (°

“We’ll discuss it once we get back to the castle,” he said, and he went back to playing with my hair, “For now, I’m just

happy you’re in my arms again. But we’ve got a long night and a long flight ahead of us. You should probably get some

sleep.”

For a brief moment, my mind flashed to the airport. Of course, we’d be taking a flight back to Canada! Maybe I could

escape at the airport. There would be people there, people who would never let some random man drag a kicking,

screaming girl onto a flight.

As if he could sense what I was thinking, one of Griffin’s hands came up to cup my jaw and turn my attention back to him.

“I already know that clever little mind of yours is trying to hatch a second escape plan, little fox,” he said with narrowed

eyes, “But I’m going to stop you right here. Don’t even try.”

“What?” I feigned disbelief, “I was not thinking about trying to escape. I was thinking about what snacks I’d get at the

airport. That’s all.”

Iwas a terrible liar and the unimpressed look on Griffin’s face proved it. I wasn’t fooling him. He sighed, his eyes roaming

over my face. There was some sort of emotion on his face ~ sadness or guilt, I wasn’t sure which. “I wish it didn’t have to

come to this,” he said, “But I knew it would. Even with my private jet, I can’t take any chances with you.”

I was too confused by his statement to notice how he rummaged around his pocket or moved his other hand to hold my

jaw still.

And then I felt it.

He moved quickly, far too quickly for me to shove him away or fight back. Suddenly, there was a sharp pin-prick in my

neck. (=

to move my head away, but Griffin held me steady

a glimpse at what he was holding in the other hand:

I’d felt? It was

into

seconds, and by the time I’d registered it, he was already done. “What

syringe out. I clasped my hand over the spot he’d stabbed, but it was

Griffin pulled me close.

Just to make sure you don’t cause any scenes out in public. By

off, we’ll be home.” Before I could argue or fight or throw some sort of fit, I began to feel

to feel heavy, too heavy for me to hold them up on my own. I collapsed into Griffin’s side, and

to stroke my hair.

He just drugged me.

my God, he just

yell at him, but my tongue was heavy with a sweet chemical aftertaste. My

driver,

road ahead of us began to fade into

thing I registered before the drug pulled me under was Griffin laying my head on

was definitely guilt on

first thing I noticed when I woke up was just how much my head hurt. It felt like a

times ten.

me. The third thing my drug-induced brain noticed was that I wasn’t

force my heavy limbs and sluggish

several seconds before my

Majesty,” a gravely, accented

a friendly reminder that if you’re not reading this book on n??el5s.com,

to dive into the next chapter—it’s all

head around to see where I was and to who that voice belonged.

a dark headboard,

than anything I’d been in before ~ including Griffin’s old bedroom. This

with gold and navy fixtures, an impressive vanity, and a couple of doors that seemed

She was wearing a thin white coat, and from the medical supplies next to her, I could only

* )

What happened to me?

eyes peered down at me. She had a large

stare at. “Do you remember what happened, Your

words, but my throat was so dry that I immediately

glass of water and I downed it in seconds. Do I remember

with Aiden. We were at the movie,

suppress the gasp. The previous night’s events rushed through my brain in a

me into the car, sticking a needle in

drugged me!

“I can tell you remember. I told him

No woman wants a needle in their neck like that or a nasty drug hangover ~ which

experiencing right now.” The more she spoke, the more I was able to

me?” I asked, and my voice was still croaky, “Diphenhy ~ what was

had a pretty big dose of it. The King wanted to make sure

here was… uneventful.”

make a scene in

her bony hands came up to

the start of a migraine

said, and then she turned to rummage through

reliever.”

only eyed them. After

unnamed drugs.

it won’t hurt you, Koponesa. It’s a weak opioid. It’ll help your headache.”

it meant getting rid

be worth it.

down and the old woman smiled at me. “Good, good,” she

by the way. I apologize for not introducing myself, but I’m one of

little bit of business, but he asked me to check on