Chosen By The Cursed Alpha King Chapter 52

I paced the length of the room, biting my nails anxiously as I thought of every possible way I could get out of this room without being caught.

There was a guard outside the door and the king's room was high from the ground. It seemed like there was no easy way for me.

A part of me was screaming that I should just let this go, and go to sleep but the curious part of me was eating me alive, and I knew that I won't rest until I get the answers I wanted.

I sighed in frustration as I walked to the window. The moon bled red and the sight of it made my skin prickles.

I looked down from the window and I could already feel the pain in my body even before jumping.

This is crazy Emilia, let this go. A voice whispered in my head but I was too stubborn to listen.

I need to know if that man from that night is the same as the king.

I took in a deep breath and before I could stop myself, I was already climbing out the window.

I looked down and the ground stared at me like a beast with a mouth ready to swallow me.

I could see the garden below me and that made it even more worse because when I hit the ground I knew I was going to be stabbed by angry little sticks.

"No pain, no gain." I whispered to myself and before I could think it through, I threw myself down.

It's not like I'll die anyway.

I landed on the ground with a thud and I had to cover my mouth in order to stop the scream that threatened to tear out of me.

Goddess that was fucking painful. Pain shot up my sides that for a moment I had to close my eyes as dark circles danced in front of me.

"Shit," I cursed under my breath as I removed the stick hanging in my hair, throwing it like it personally offended me.

I didn't waste time, I stood up groaning as I dusted dirt off my clothes then I looked left and right to make sure there was anybody in sight.

Clear.

I immediately turned towards the direction of the same door the king had taken earlier today that led to that room.

My heart was pounding so loud in my chest I feared that it was going to give me away.

The night was eerily quiet like everyone and everything was scared of breathing.

I reached the door and slowly pushed it open.

This is your chance to abort this mission, go back and maybe tell the guard you fell off the window by accident.

Of course, he won't suspect a thing. Yeah, right.

I think it's too late to be turning back now.

With that in mind I walked through the door, closing it behind me and was immediately swallowed in darkness.

For a moment I just stopped trying to listen for any sound. This was way too easy.

Why weren't there any guards and why was this place so quiet like a graveyard. I took the first step, releasing a breath as I walked through the dark hallway leading to that door.

I swallowed hard. My saliva suddenly felt like I was swallowing rocks.

Then suddenly something broke the silence.

A roar.

I should have turned back and bolted like any normal person, but instead I increased my pace as I followed the sound knowing that it came from that room the king had entered.

'Chain me,' those words still echo in my head.

What the hell was the king hiding?

The closer I got to the door, the louder the roars became until I was standing right outside the door.

From inside the door came the sounds of a raging beast, desperate to be set free, chains rattling in violent echoes.

This should have been my final warning. Like who just decides to walk into danger without knowing what awaits them there?

Me of course.

My hand hovered on the door knob as warning bells continued ringing in my head but I shut every rational thought and turned the knob but the door didn't open.

Fuck. It was locked. My hands shook as I searched my hair for a pin and started playing with the lock.

Maybe it was because I have some special gift of healing that I had this much confidence standing outside, trying to open a door that I knew inside held a dangerous beast that could tear me to shreds.

I twisted the pin in the lock until I finally heard a click. Now the door was open, the only thing standing between me and the truth I could find inside this room.

Do it.

Don't do it.

Do it.

The words kept repeating in my head like a mantra. My hand was already on the doorknob just one push and the door would open.

I released a shaky breath and then slowly, very slowly, I pushed the door open.

And immediately, angry black eyes met mine. And a furious growl left its mouth as the beast tried to charge towards me, struggling against the chains and I just stood there.

My heart slammed against my chest. The beast.

The beast from that night, just the way I had found him, chained. Only this time, he looked angrier.

And I did the most stupid thing anyone in my position could have done.

I raised my hand and waved.

"Hi, we meet again." I whispered, even as every instinct in me screamed I'd just signed my own death warrant.