FINALE
HALI'S POV
My feet were stomping on the railing of the veranda as I was watching the white sky with clouds scattering around it. Early in the morning, I was craving for peace.
If I say to Zarya that I love her from the very beginning would it makes difference?
Perhaps.
Sometimes, the feeling should burst out, especially when it was strong. Unlike doing such things that we think are the right thing to do when in fact, we just… hurt them unintentionally.
My weapon in the Alpha King's World is not my wolf form or my sword or my power. It is love that in my entire life I did not believe. All the time, I looked at the negatives only. I forgot to gaze at other aspects which tell beauty in imperfections.
I used to shout at people, I thought that if I did that they would go away, therefore I could avoid the magical potion of love. If I became ruthless and heartless, they would not be attached to me.
That's my biggest mistake. The heart does not choose whom it will beat. We have no option if it decides for us.
"Fucker! I'm gonna kick your balls, I swear!" I was ten years old when I was in the front yard, playing ball with Colden.
We both stopped when a girl who had smaller than us, younger than our age, passed by. She owned my stare for so long, especially when she smiled like an angel. My jaw dropped as my heartbeat so fast. At that time, I had no idea what was that all about.
Should I go to the clinic and told the healer to treat me? Possibly I have heart disease? I hope not.
The light of the sun escaped from the little hole in the tree canopy and reflected on her face. I saw an angelic gorgeous small girl. I was unaware that I was smiling, enjoying observing every little move she did.
My head shook as the ball landed on my head. I felt like my brain cells were damaged due to intensity. There he was, Colden was chuckling as Zephyrus was laughing so hard. I forced myself to ease the feature of that woman.
The next day, I went again to the front yard to look for her. She was there, sitting on the bench while sewing clothes. I was just staring from afar. No courage to walk near her. I tilted my head when I saw Zakan Wixx come closer to her. He lifted the little girl on his arm and then kissed her cheek as the girl chuckled.
"Papa! You are tickling me!" The little girl shouted.
So she is Zakan Wixx's daughter? The Alpha King's Personal Protector and a Great Beta.
In the afternoon, I looked for Zakan, he was at the library, teaching Raiden to read.
"Can I have your words, Zakan?"
"Your Majesty." His husky voice could be heard as he bowed to me.
I gestured to him to move down and showed him his ear. He did. I came closer to his ear and talked. "What's your child's name?"
"Zaiden? Do you wanna play with him?"
"Yeah." I gave him a small smile.
One day had passed, and I waited for Zaiden to come into the front yard. I felt so excited while waiting for her.
Zakan was getting on my nerves when a little boy came! Not her! I managed to be with the boy even if I did not want to be with him. I was not informed that Zakan has two children, one is a girl and one is a boy. Instead, I used the opportunity to ask her brother about all the things about her. I learned a lot and I felt satisfied.
I found out her name was… Zarya Wixx. Seven years younger than me.
Days, weeks, years-I still have no strength to go towards her. I was mocking Colden for being a coward, they did not know I was really the coward among all of us.
I pushed Zarya at the back of my head. I forgot about her, many events happened until one night I saw her again… naked. Pleading for me to help her because someone murdered her family. I would help her, even if she did not ask, however, I had pride to protect and a cock to calm.
I can't control myself.
No one knows how much I adore her.
Except my heart skips beating every time she smiles.
*****
"Hey!"
Eighteen years old Kheros had an evil smirk on his lips when I walked towards him. When his mother died, I adopted him. Even though people could not see him as a royal because he was a false high born, I could see him as a precious gift and my own blood son.
"Father, can I go to the Human World?" He sat on the big rock. "I'm exhausted from training. A teenager like me should have a good time some time."
"And when will you know that?" I messed up his hair.
"King Wind."
I chuckled soundly. "You have someone to protect."
"I'll bring them with me. No problem."
"Agreed."
"Yes. Thanks, Father." He climbed down on the big rock and ran faster towards the inside of the Elemental Kingdom.
I watched the yellow butterflies flying around. A smile was established on my lips as I raised my hand.
It's beautiful like my beloved Zarya. The beauty never fades.
If Zarya is here, she'll go with them or she will be glad to make love to me for the whole day. She gives me the heat that never lowers its temperature. She provides light to remind me that there is always hope.
"King Water!" Zephyrus was, here again, to mess up my whole world and ruined my entire day. "Next week is our birthday. What's your present to me?"
"Here." I showed him my closed fist and suddenly my middle finger appeared. We both laughed.
"You haven't changed." He grabbed small rocks and threw them nowhere.
After a few seconds, Colden came. He was pouting as if the entire planet's weight was on his shoulder.
"'Sup, King Ice?" I grinned at him as I folded my arms below the chest.
"I'm tied up. Raiden put all the papers on my table." He sounded irritable.
"You should help him, Zephyrus." I asked him. Zephyrus instantly escaped when he heard that.
"I wonder if he really is our brother? He has no heart for me." Colden continued to protest, but when Raiden came he shut up.
"Colden, bring me the documents this afternoon. I need it. It's urgent." Raiden just passed by and then left.
"See? He doesn't want me to rest."
I just chuckled when I watched Colden walk away from me to come back to his duty.
A moment of silence, I felt lonely again. I missed Zarya so badly. I wanted to hug and kiss her repeatedly. How I wish she was next to me now, cuddling at me.
Is she not tired of running inside my head? Twenty-four hours she is in my thoughts. She is like an addicted heroine. I can't take her out of my mind.
At times, our feelings for someone are invisible. We are afraid to show it to them, we are unsure if they can pay it back or leave our heart with incurable pain.
Something I am so sure of… if you take the risk and fight, there's a possibility to win.
Love exists.