Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Let me go Frida. I need to do this. I need to make my point.” An anger filled male voice responded to her pleading.
“No Grier. I don’t want to lose you. Please.” The woman was sobbing as she begged the man.
“Shut up, woman. I will not sit idly by.”
There was a loud sound, skin on skin, like the man in the argument had slapped the woman very hard. It was at that point that the man, Grier, broke free. The woman, Frida, was sobbing on the floor. It looked as if Frida had been clutching at Grier, trying to hold him back and stop him from doing whatever it was he was about to do.
Frida looked like a small woman. She appeared to be at least four inches shorter than me, at least. Her hands were tiny and even though her face looked like that of a grown woman I couldn’t help but think that she was a child. Her light green hair and vivid purple eyes gave her an even closer likeness to a child.
Grier was about my height, thin and angry looking. He had bright yellow hair that was unruly and looked to be all over the place. His eyes were a bright red that looked like someone had painted them onto his face. And they were looking at me with such anger that I could physically feel.
“No, Grier, please.” Frida called after the man again as he marched his way toward the dais.
“I refuse to accept this person into our compound. She will only bring destruction to us. The queen had been steadily losing her touch. She is no longer fit to rule us. I propose a revolution. I say that we need a new leader. Kill the Queen, kill the intruder, and let us take back control of our people.”
I felt my heart stop. Those words were filled with so much hate, so much anger and animosity. And worst of all, if anyone took his words to heart and started to attack things could get ugly.
Would I be seen as a villain if I protected myself? Would I be able to save us all? I surely hope so because I refuse to lose anyone. I would not let me, my babies, my husband, or my friends come to any harm.
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Riviana
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My anger was boiling. My heart was pounding. Those angry words were reverberating inside of my ears. Not to mention I could sense the rage coming off of Joaquin and all of the guards that were standing around us.
I could even sense a small amount of anger coming from the Queen of the Fae as she stared down as her disloyal subject. The level of emotions she was emitting was astronomical compared to what I was getting from her earlier. This was a completely different queen that was sitting next to me. Her entire aura, her very essence felt completely different. This was bad.
I wanted to turn to look at Queen Gloriana. I desperately wanted to see the look on her face. I wanted to see if her eyes were glowing. Perhaps there was a small personal windstorm that was kicking up her hair and blowing it back so that she looked like she was a badass while she gathered her power.
I didn’t look though. To turn my head and look at her would have diminished my regal appearance. I was working hard not to show how much that man’s words had bothered me. I didn’t want him or the others to know how angered I was by what he had said. Hell I was beyond angry, I was righteously fucking pissed off.
Just as the tension in the room reached a fever pitch, just as the silence grew too intense to bear, Queen Gloriana finally spoke.
“Grier, you seem to have some very big issues with me. Is there something that has brought this on?” She was speaking calmly, a lot more calmly than I would have been capable of if I was in her position.
“What brought this on?” Grier scoffed at her. “Yes there was something that brought this on. You are ruining our people. First you let your nephew impregnate a wolf almost twenty years ago. Then you let your niece mate with a wolf. Now you invite the Queen of the wolves here to be our allies and act like we’re all the best of friends. Can you not see that they’re trying to take over the world? Can you not tell that they are nothing but trouble. They want to take our power from us. They want to take your position as the Queen of the Fae and rule over us as well. I will not stand for this.”
Grier was both well informed and dreadfully undereducated about what was going on. How could he think that I wanted something like that? What could possibly make him think that I wanted to rule over the fae? That was simply ridiculous.
“Grier, dear sweet Grier, I am sorry to tell you this but you are so far from the truth that there is no finding your way back.” Queen Gloriana didn’t sound condescending. Her words weren’t the nicest but they weren’t the worst. And yet I could still feel the derision that she was throwing toward him. That was a skill I needed to master.
“Do not mock me, Queen Gloriana. For it is we the people of this Kingdom that hold your fate in our hands.” The threat was clear in his words. He was telling her to shut up or die. I sincerely wished that the man would smarten up and shut his mouth already. I didn’t want to get blood on my dress.
I did finally look at Queen Gloriana at that point. There was just too much going on for me not to follow the shouting between them like I was at a tennis match. The ball was now in Gloriana’s court and it was up to her to figure out what she was going to do next.
The moment I saw Queen Gloriana’s face though, I wished I hadn’t. There was an icy chill coming off of her that I had been oblivious to until I finally looked at her face. The anger that was rolling off of her was actually sucking the oxygen from the air around her. I felt it intensely now, since I was sitting so close to her.
I noticed that the Queen’s consort who was sitting on her other side was leaning as far from her as he possibly could. I wished I knew his name then, since it looked like he was about to die from fright. Sorry unnamed consort, I hope you can hold out a little while longer.
“Grier, you know you have gone too far. I had hoped you would prove somehow that this was beyond your control. I had hoped that something or someone would have forced this upon you. You used to be such a wonderful boy.”
“Stop talking to me like I am a child, you old hag.” Grier was screaming now. “I am almost two hundred years old, I am not a child anymore.”
“The way you are behaving reeks of childishness.” I snapped at the man. “Throwing a temper tantrum like you are. Behaving like your friends are your enemies just because someone new came into the picture. That is the very definition of childish behavior if you want my opinion on the matter.”
“No one asked you, wolf bitch.” Grier’s voice was filled with a palpable rage that was so strong I could literally feel it pressing against my skin. It didn’t hurt. It didn’t even annoy me. In all honesty it felt like nothing more than a gentle massage along my skin.
“Watch your mouth if you don’t want it taken from you.” Joaquin stood then, his anger much stronger than that of the insolent man who was throwing his tantrum. “If you speak to my mate like that again you will lose more than your ability to talk.”
“Are you threatening me?” Grier looked like he was justified now. “You see what I mean. They are nothing but violent animals. They are here to kill us all.”
“The only one who is behaving violently is you, Grier. My mate is the Alpha King, it is his job to protect me. You are being disrespectful and volatile. There is nothing acceptable about the way you are conducting yourself at the moment.” I was doing my best to keep my composure but it was so damn hard.
“I will show you volatile, you half breed mongrel.”
Grier took one step, moving just that little bit closer toward the dais. That was all it took for me to ready my magic and prepare to restrain him. It had been unnecessary though. Before I could do anything at all the Queen’s magic exploded next to me.
With a rush of wind so powerful that it nearly ripped the shawl from my shoulder Queen Gloriana’s magic rushed toward Grier. One second he was on his feet and stepping closer to us and the next second he was suspended in the air.
There were five bands of light holding the man in place. They weren’t friendly looking bands either. The light was a green so dark that it looked like there was black swirling in its shining depths.
The bands were wrapped around Grier at every normal place you would think of. One wrapped around each wrist, one wrapped around each ankle, and one wrapped tightly around his neck.