Mated To The King’s Gamma

Chapter 3

The Alpha calls us up to the stage and the butcher snickers as he takes a front—

row seat. I refused to look at him, focusing on the small cafe that had blue

and white little umbrellas out the front.

"Ah, choices. Now, what should I do with these filthy rogues?” The Alpha laughed. He knew exactly w I clutch Ivy's fingers when the Alpha grabs her arm

and tears her away. My lip quivers and Alpha motions to the butcher as he climbs the stairs, and I fi over my head like the Alpha did to Ivy.

“Brock, let me keep this one,” the butcher says, gripping my shoulders behind me and my entire te “What do you want her for?”

“She has a tight ass,” he says, squeezing my shoulders as his hands trailed down my arms and I w The Alpha huffs, “No, I want them

gone, besides you can have any of the girls at the brothel. Why would you want rogue pussy?” I he The butcher makes a strange noise behind me before I felt him bump his crotch against my ass. All cheeks. The Alpha gave his usual

speech about what a great Alpha he was and how the pack would thrive without

a rogue presence here to tarnish this great little town before he handed down his sentence. The “I now sentence you both to death by beheading,” the Alpha says, his voice ringing out loudly across tension leaves my body. Finally.

Blindly, I reach out and find Ivy's hand and I clutch her fingers, letting her know I was right beside h her, hoping she heard me. She must have because she squeezes my fingers back and tames her emotions.

The Alpha rips her away from me and I had to stop the whimper that tried to escape me. I could ji go first. I didn't want to witness her death. Calm, Abbie, it will be over soon, I tell myself.

The sound of the blade dragging across the stone makes my teeth ache and I clench them, tryin “What do you think you are doing?” a deep voice that made the crowd go silent filled the air. I + my breath trying to peer out the tiny gaps of the hessian bag before hearing a collective gasp. “Putting this rogue out of its misery,” Alpha Brock says.

“She is not even of legal age for this. Free her now,” comes the voice, loud and clear, his aura n werewolf aura.

“Under whose authority do you have the right to demand that of me?” Alpha Brock asks, the s the ground.

“Are you questioning me, Alpha? I assure you, if you don't heed my warning and let her go, I w forced to take your life. Now free her and hand her over to me now,” comes the voice, only this him, and I hear the Alpha take in a sharp

breath and my knees shake and pain ricochets up my spine under the pressure of it, i bite my I “Lycon,” Alpha Dean gasped, and the pressure lifts a little but remained,

*Correct, and it is about time you recognized your superior, Alpham the man says.

“Pack law says we are allowed to decide how we choose to handle the rogues,” the Alpha tries “Yes, rogues of age, she has no wolf, or I would have sensed it. Now free her,” the voice

says, getting closer and the Alpha laughs nervously.

"You have no authority here. This is my pack,” Alpha Brock stammered. Idiot, I thought. Lycans rule, t Alpha, Lycans, no matter their status, overrule any werewolf and could do whatever they liked. “You dare speak to a Lycan like that?” comes another voice, though this man’s voice

was deeper, his tone oozing authority, and his aura made

me whimper before I could stop it. The silence was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. His aura was frozen in place under it I knew I would be on the ground writhing in agony.

“1, King Kyson,

order you to free her now!” the deep voice sounds threatening, despite how calm he spoke. Alpha Bi moved up the steps

before I felt a presence move behind me and over to where Ivy was, yet the aura coming out

of whoever it was made me tremble violently.

“You dare speak out against my Beta. Who do you think you are?” the voice booms loudly.

His anger made his aura stronger and my knees hit the ground hard, my kneecaps feeling like they I hear movement and a whimper as Ivy is dragged off stage and a tear slips down my face. At I Suddenly the pressure is lifted when the man drops his aura for a few seconds nothing remained but stage. My startled shriek was loud as Alpha Brock grabbed me in his tight grip dragging me toward I close my eyes, this was it, I was going home, I let out breath waiting for the sword to slice throug “No,” I heard Ivy cry out. It's okay Ivy, I thought to myself, just go and live. I never wanted her to die I did.

“Please, please don’t let him kill her,” she begged someone, and

I worried she would get herself in trouble.

“Please, just let him kill me. I want to be with her,” lvy begged, and tears burned my eyes at her v “Stop, I want the other girl too.” his voice booms, and I gasp.

“Hand the girl over. You heard the King” the King’s Beta says. Alpha

Brock growls but grabs me, hauling me to my feet, but he shoves me down

the steps and I stumble before hitting someone. Hands gripped my arms and whoever it was g my eyes instantly go to search for Ivy, she was by another man who was watching

her, I didn’t understand the look in his gaze but I understood her expression, relief and I rushed 1 I throw myself at her, clutching

her. Ivy squeezed me and I couldn't help the tears. I wanted death, and this man wanted her, bu cast away without Ivy, death I could handle, but the unknown without her I couldn't?

“Thank you.” I whispered, though I wasn’t sure if I should thank

him yet, still I bare my neck to him and he nods once before his eyes fall back on Ivy.

“Follow me,” he says. Turning on his heel, he starts

walking. I look at Ivy before his Beta stops next to us. “You heard the

King, follow him,” the man says, looking at us both on the ground, though his words were sof? and ignoring

the shocked looks of the town’s people, We follow the King back to the orphanage and Ivy loc her anyway? The only reason I am here is that she begged him to spare me. The King walks rather “Hurry up, girls. Get inside,” she says, clearly shocked, but she recovers herself quickly. We go to da the King

opens the car door of his sleek black car and steps into Ivy's path. He grips her arm, stopping

her from passing him.

"Get in,” he says, and we stop. I clutched Ivy's arm tightly while Ivy's fingertips hold the side of my s “Your friend can come, but you are coming with me, so get

in the car. I don't like repeating myself,” he says to her sternly. I swallow, worried she would ange “Gannon, sir, may I ask what is going on?” Mrs. Daley speaks up.

“No, you may not,” the King snaps, but I could have sworn he said his name

was Kyson. She went to speak again when the Beta spoke behind us as we climbed in the car. “Be wise to close your mouth lady, the King doesn’t like to repeat himself,” his Beta warns. “King?” she squeaks, as I slide across the leather seat.

“Yes, King Kyson,” the Beta confirms, and she drops her head. Instead, the King pays her

no attention. He reaches inside the car and leans over Ivy. Instinctively i lean away from him, bt pulling on some straps and clipping it in beside her waist.

“Seatbelts,” he says before pointing to the other beside me. I quickly copied what

he did and clipped it in. Ivy looked at me and I stared out the window

to find the man who was smoking leaning against

the car door beside me and I quickly glance away.

The King speaks to his men outside the car, and I nervously glance around.

“What's going on?” I whisper before tangling my fingers through Ivy's and dragging her hand ont “Maybe they are casting us out” Ivy whispered. I squeeze her fingers when the Beta

gets in the driver's seat, and the King in the passenger seat.

The car starts and then moves and I clutch my seat in panic and accidentally squeeze Ivy's fing