The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate

Quinn blinked her eyes open, feeling well rested for the very first time in a while. She did not feel as drained and tired as she did yesterday, and maybe the prominent scent of apricot and petrichor was what contributed to such peace.

She tried moving her right hand to get rid of the sheet that covered her lower body, and that's when she realized that something heavy was atop of it.

Slowly and reluctantly, her eyes moved down to take a look, witnessing what she never thought she would.

Alpha Zayd; the current alpha king was seated on the floor, his head against her arm as he peacefully slept.

Quinn's eyes widened, and she hurriedly pulled her hand from beneath his head, waking him up in the process.

"What...f*ck...” He rubbed his eyes and then looked over at her. “Ohh, you're awake.”

“What are you still doing in here?”

“Don’t you remember? Last night you held on to me and wouldn't let me go...that's why I stayed.” “Tonight...why are you...? I don’t want you to~"

Before Quinn could even put her disoriented words together, her bedroom door slammed shut behind him. This man...why was he doing this? She needed to stop him...she needed to make it even clearer to him that she didn’t want this.

Scooting off the bed, Quinn stood to her feet, ignoring the sudden dizziness that hit her. She staggered her way to the door, looking through eyes that gradually became blurry.

Her head was aching, and she suddenly felt weak and fragile, but nevertheless, she managed to make it to the living room. She walked to the front door, calling out his name as she opened it. She could see him, but his image was just as blurry as everything else around her.

He stopped walking and turned to her. “What? Do you detest the idea that much, Quinn?"

Quinn nodded, her staggering steps coming to a stop right in front of him. “Yes...yes...I-l hate it... that idea...”

The blurriness around her slowly evaporated to black, and then she could feel herself falling, but she also felt it when he caught her. “Quinn...! Quinn...! Are you alright?”

He shook her almost flaccid body, his voice full of so much worry that she wanted to see his face. But she couldn't, her eyes were too heavy...she could not open them. She tried to fight the unconsciousness, but she ended up falling deeper into it, so deep that she could no longer hear him, so deep that she had eventually lost herself.

Zayd lifted her bridal style in his arms, looking towards her father when he rushed through the door. Her mother was there too, but she remained nonchalant at the doorway. “What happened?! Is my daughter alright?”

"She passed out suddenly...where is the pack hospital? I need to take her there.”

"Give her to me, I'll take her.” He tried to take her away, but Zayd growled protectively at him. “No, I'll take her...I'll protect her.”

Derrick looked at him ~surprise clear in his eyes~ before he nodded. “Alright, you can take her.. just follow me.”

Zayd did as told, looking down at Quinn. His wolf was at the very verge of losing control, his mate was hurt, and worry and uncertainty of her condition was numbing his every thought. She'd been okay just now, he'd spoken to her, she'd spoken to him...so what exactly could be the cause of this? Her forehead was full of sweat, even her neck was wet. He didn't like this, it was too sudden and unexplainable.