Chapter 38: Alpha Daniel

Allison’s pov

I just stare at him, Daniel. He was sleeping, and I wondered if he was serious, telling me that he would kill the person responsible for my suffering. He was talking about almost the entire pack and all his guards.

I walked into the bathroom and washed off. I was still mad at Milly; she didn’t get it. I wasn’t trying to hurt her or the lights. I mean, come on, I was powerful as hell. She didn’t stand a chance; if I wanted to, I could kill her and her mate, but what would that help? I didn’t want her lights. I wanted my own.

Maybe I should start pointing fingers tomorrow, let him have a taste of his own medicine, killing his pack member left and right. Trust me, when he told me I was already itching to drag him down to the barracks, he started picking them out one by one, but that didn’t help what I wanted to achieve.

I wanted revenge, yes, but killing the guards, and that was small fries. I wanted the big ugly fishes that decide everything, the fucking Alphas. They are the supreme rulers of our society, and when I got them, me and Daniel, we were going to rule fucking everything.

I smiled at myself in the mirror, my silver eyes sparkling when I thought about killing the alphas; everyone was going to die, my mate being the only expectation, of course, and when they all were bathing in their own blood, Daniel. I could just come in and take over everyone. I was going to be a fucking Queen. I purred at my own reflection. Yes, it would be beautiful; I maybe had to adjust my plans the slightest, given that I couldn’t go on a killing spree when the lights were in the room. Still, if I made sure they weren’t there, I had the green light.

I walked up to the bed and curled up against him, his arm around me when I snuggled closer and relaxed, my mate was going to be a king, and he didn’t even know it. He was going to be so fucking proud of me when he saw what I could do, that I was powerful as hell.

I just smiled; the next day, at the breakfast table, Daniel looked at his tablet and gave me weird looks when I smiled more. I don’t feel bad for us fighting yesterday, even if he seemed grumpy, but that was just the way he was, a grumpy hot guy that was my mate.

“Please, Allie, no more shit before I can have coffee, otherwise, I’m going to shift and start destroying things, and I know you hate that.” he looks up, and I just been back at him. I don’t want to fight, not really. We were just the best-mated couple ever.

He raises one eyebrow and smiles at me. He heard me when I took another piece of toast in my mouth. I loved eating food of any kind, living off scraps for years, and I did that to you...

“ You know that I can get you anything, baby, you just point that pretty finger, and it's yours…” he gives me a smirk like he hasn’t forgotten the part about him offering to start to kill people off. I just sucked in all the air; that was so hot…. the way he just stared at me, challenging me back, another man would dare do that if they knew what I was capable of.

What did I want? I looked around the room and smiled secretly, I wanted to have everything, and I wanted him to be a queen.

“a queen?” he linked me when I nodded; that’s right, I wanted to be a queen. I deserved to be a queen!

He picks up that coffee and smirks more when I smile back. He thinks I’m talking about fancy dresses and jewelry. I like that I did, but really, I wanted more. Power.

“Can’t make you something you already are, baby.” He winks, and I get flustered by that bright smile that he rarely does, not even to me, when I fall back in my chair, still in my silk gown and staring at him sitting there fully dressed and done for the day, too bad, I was looking forward to fucking his brains out before duty called.

He almost spits out the hot coffee, hearing me, and I just made a slight chuckle, too easy to tease…unless he wanted me to do it, then I was all his for the taking.

I smiled seductively when he just cleared his throat when a servant girl came running, cleaning up the mess when I raised my hand, stopping her in her movements.

He was my mate, my alpha, my king, and I would kill her if she got closer to him than she needed.

“Leave.” He just ordered her with a dark voice, our eyes still holding each other hostages, emerald meeting silver, we sure were a mighty mated couple together, and I loved every second of that.

“You can’t kill girls just because they want to clean up coffee, Allison.” He sounds so serious all of a sudden when I giggle. Why not? He would have done that if some guy was getting too close to me, coffee or not.

“Because if you do, we are not going to have any fucking deltas left, and then, I’m bringing in your precious Omegas, and then I’m going to spill coffee all over my dick.” He stares into my eyes when I have my mouth open. Was he threatening me and the omegas?!

“Don’t you fucking dare do that!” I feel the force surging in the air when I stand up, and he follows. He is bigger than me, always was, and always will be, but I’m not afraid anymore when I raise my hand, growling, letting him know that he is really pushing me right now!

“What are you going to do, kill me?!” he has a mocking tone when I growl more, maybe! Maybe I should fucking kill him and be done with it. He was an Alpha, just like the rest of the bastards out there!

He flinches when I say that to him in my head, feeling the surge the same as when I take a deep breath, still staring at my mate's surprised eyes from hearing the darkness in my voice.

“You do that to me?” he had lost all anger, and I closed my eyes, feeling like I just did something I can never take back; when he stared at me scared, and I opened my eyes, well, no, he knows what it feels like.

“Yes.” My voice is dead now, and he tried to kill me many times. I don’t understand how he even can look so fucking lost right now when he has died the same fucking thing to me since we first saw each other.

“But I love you….” He still stands there, fully suited, and looks like he owns the world, but his smirks are gone, and he doesn’t know what to think of me anymore.

“I loved you too when you killed me the first time Daniel…...” I sit down again, and he stands there. He doesn’t get it; he killed me. If I wasn’t a witch, he would have killed me that night, and looking at us now, maybe that would have been for the best.

He stares at the floor for the longest time before he looks up at me, his shoulders rising again like he has decided what to answer me, looking sad back at my mate for biting his head off.

“You know what, Allison, just kill me. get it fucking over a done with it, or stop this shit right now.” He was looking confident again, fearless. I snorted at his words; that was his answer, that I should kill him, no.

“I’m not killing you, Dan.” I leaned back more and closed my eyes again, fuck it was hard having a mateship, was it supposed to be so fucking hard having him as a mate?

“Sure sounds like it, Allie.” He sat down when I was still leaning back in the chair, and I shook my head. I was furious, just like he was; this was us, and we would always get mad, no matter what we did.

I’m just about to tell him to shut the fuck up when I open my eyes, and I stare at the ceiling, and I just stare, no.

I don’t believe it. I don’t when I stare at the bright shining light above me, right up in the ceiling, and I know that Daniel is trying to talk to me. Still, I can’t stop looking at it; it is the most beautiful thing I can have ever seen.

“Allison, just stops acting like a bitch and look at me!” he curses at me, but I don’t care. I don’t care about anything seeing the solid bright light above me.

“Allison!” he starts looking at where my eyes wide, still staring. I know I’m looking crazy, still leaning back on the chair, my shoulders bare from earlier, and my head tilted up.

“Baby, please tell me that you are not having a stroke right now and are seeing something that I can’t?” he keeps his eyes on the spot in the ceiling where I see the light, and I start to smile, big and bright. Finally.

“It’s a light, Dan, it’s a fucking light!” he comes around the table and picks me up when I laugh, clasping my hands around his strong neck, purring like crazy; this was finally happening, fuck yes! I was worried, believing something was wrong with me when there wasn’t. I was perfect, just like my sexy handsome mate.

“I told you, baby, didn’t I fucking tell you that our turn would come soon?!” he laughs as well before we spin around a couple of times, making me hold on to him harder when he finally stops and smile at me, he is the most handsome man in the world and our son is going to be just as fucking gorgeous, I just know it.

“Fuck yes, you know it, baby, big and strong, ready to take the fucking world!” he grins when I purr more. I don’t want him to go from me; I want him to stay with me, here in the dining room, still dressed for bed; that’s what I want.

“You know what, you are right, fuck everyone else! Right now, it's just going to be you and me today and the light.” he looks up, and I smile, knowing he can’t see it, but it still feels great because I know he does it for me.

“Yeah, I like that.” I just leaned in closer and kissed him. That was the best part, being here with him; even if he was a big dick that did shit that I didn’t like, he still was my mate, and I loved him.

“My queen…” he starts to walk, still holding me when I smirk. He has no idea when I wrap my legs tighter around him, making a small moan. He and we are going to be the best parents there ever were.

“My king…” I playfully bow when he laughs and closes the door behind us. I stare into the deep green eyes that admire me, love me, and I just soak it in; being here in this mansion is what I fucking deserve. I want everything.

“Just you point that pretty finger, and I give it to you.” We start to laugh when he tells me he better get ready for me, pointing to many things. He is making it happen when I feel the soft bed under my body and drag him down, or I can’t, but he lets me, and that’s all I need, my strong mate following my will; it's going to be fantastic.