The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

The Alpha King’s Human Mate

Chapter 87 Chapter 87 “Don’t underestimate the power of being underestimated.” )

Tim Fargo

I’d begun to notice a pattern when Aria visited my cell. She came three times a day, always with food and a bottle of water. Most of the time, it was just sandwiches or leftovers – probably scraps from wherever their kitchen was.

It was three meals per day, and after six visits, I was able to piece together a time frame: it had been two days since I’d

been kidnapped. Her visits barely lasted a minute, and while I would try and make conversation with her, she was too

flighty. She looked like a deer in headlights whenever I asked a question, and she’d usually just ignore me.

But I wasn’t done trying.

The initial panic and terror I’d felt upon realizing I’d been kidnapped

had dulled, especially since Aria was the only person I’d seen for the

past few days. Alpha Liam never returned after that first conversation,

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Spending all my time in a dingy prison cell wasn’t pleasant, but it at least gave me time to think. Time to think about how

I was going to get out of this situation. Time to think about how stupid I was to accept a drink from a stranger. (*)

Come on, Clark. You’re a teenage girl. What’s the number one rule at parties? Don’t accept drinks from strange men.

That doesn’t change just because you’re around werewolves or a Queen.

I replayed that moment over and over again in my brain. Each time, I did something different. Sometimes, I would take

the drink Ezra offered, throw it in his face, and scream for the guards.

Other times, I never even left to get fresh air at all.)

But hindsight could do nothing to change my current predicament, and Thad to force myself to stop thinking about it. I’d

have plenty of time to ruminate on my stupid decisions when I was out of here, but first, I needed to figure out my

escape plan.

When Aria entered the cell with my dinner that night – a turkey sandwich with chips and a water bottle — I was more

determined than

of the

knew it was a personal question, but I had to start somewhere. Maybe if I got Aria comfortable enough to open up, I could probe her

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not sure if

cut her off, “It’s not as if I can do anything with what you tell me. I

| tried – you’re the only person

“You don’t have to answer either,” I

making me chattier than

I began to wonder if this was

“Alpha Liam is a family friend of

Liam my entire life, he’s been sharing traditionalist

old enough,

do you

her eyes to the dirt-coated stone floor. “I don’t think it’s

treading a thin line. If I pushed her too far, Aria would clam up and leave — and possibly tell

fishing for information.

me, but I’m not exactly

wants, and if I’m being

about the traditionalists. I guess I’m just a little curious to know

Queen and

seemed to soothe some of Aria’s hesitation because she started talking again. “I

for the warriors and split up the domestic duties

Her tone was full of sincerity, and from the way

was proud to “serve”

this cause means serving up food

all, traditionalists believed

duties. Why would Alpha Liam

with that?” I asked, “Cooking dinner or bringing

plans and the fighting,

are you getting

it were me, I’m not

and stopped talking. There was no way I wasn’t going to upset

some twisted curiosity inside me that wanted to know how far these traditionalist beliefs and

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especially in a girl who couldn’t have been much

shot back,

definitely pissed off, that much was obvious. “But for female wolves, we can only be happy when we’re serving our mates, our packs, or our Alphas. Not that I’d know

you? You know, something that feels a

in this pack protect me. They protect

be