The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate Chapter 96

Zayd ran his hand through his wet hair, looking over at Quinn who stood beside him in the shower. She was glaring, arms folded across her chest. He scoffed playfully at her. “What? You’re the one who promised to spend every second, every minute and every hour of today with me.”

“I didn’t say that…I merely said I’d spend the day with you.”

“Same thing…” Zayd shrugged.

Quinn sighed, leaning against the glass walls. “That still doesn’t necessarily mean you should invade my shower time.”

“It does…” Zayd stepped closer to her. “Aren’t you going to wash up?”

“Not until you leave…!”

“Well then…” He lifted his hand with the soapy washcloth in it and glided it over her shoulders, then down her chest, stopping where her arms were crossed. He looked up at her expectantly. “Move them…”

Quinn chuckled as she dropped her arms. “You’re really not going to leave, are you?”

Zayd slid the cloth over her breast, her stomach and then met her gaze. “No.” He nestled himself even closer as he soaped her thighs. “Spread them…”

“I’ll wash myself…move.” She pushed him out the way as she reached for the soap. “I thought you’d leave after we brushed our teeth, but it’s my fault for leaving the door open.”

“Keep leaving it open…” Zayd shamelessly suggested, and Quinn narrowed her eyes at him. “Next time you’ll be outside knocking until I’m done.”

Zayd laughed. “You’d eventually open it, I know there’s a soft spot in your heart for me.”

“There was…it’s gone now.”

“How? What’d I do?”

“Nothing…you did nothing.”

It was a sarcastic remark that Zayd easily picked up on. “Is it because personal space doesn’t exist in my vocabulary?”

“That and the fact that you’re always horny.”

Zayd looked down at his hard-on. “Ignore it…this is the only morning sickness I have…it’s also because you’re so sexy.”

“I’ll ignore it alright…I didn’t even look.”

“Lies. You’ve looked like five times already…”

“Shut up!”

Zayd chuckled at her flustered look, deciding to change the subject. “You know…I’m gonna go for a line up today, gotta look like a whole new person for the ceremony.”

“Yeah…you look good with a fresh cut.”

“I look good always.”

“Not a lie, but you look better with a fresh cut.”

“Should I line up everyday then?”

‘”I’m not…” Quinn rolled her eyes. “I’m not even going to answer that.”

“Why not?” Zayd tittered.

“Because who’d line up every day? That doesn’t even make sense.”

Zayd’s suppressed laughed turned into a hearty one as he hugged around her. “I mean…I’d do it, for you at least.”

“You don’t have to, I’d love you even if you didn’t know what shaving is.”

“Scratch the amount of hair that’d be on my head…let’s talk about the ones that’d be on my d*ck.”

Quinn balled her hand and lightly hit his chest. “Do you really have to go there…?”

“Well, I mean…if we’re going to go down that road, why not just go all the way?”

“I’m done talking to you…let go, so I can shower in peace.”

She said that, but throughout their whole time showering together, they bickered and went back and forth until they finally stepped out of the bathroom.

They got dressed together and as promised, they spent the day in the same breathing space. There wasn’t a dull moment, even when there was nothing to talk about, the silence and the skin contact made them comfortable.

They ate from the same plate…

Drank from the same cup…

Watched the same crappy cartoon that came on the TV down the hall…

And then ran through the same bushes that strived on the far end of his land when they needed fresh air…

Zayd had dragged her behind him to get his lineup a little after their run, and when the day was done and the night finally feasted and devoured the light, they’d separated.

The outside was filled with lights that led to the podium on the meeting grounds. The air calm; light and yet graceful…much like the music that traveled densely along with it.

There was a crowd around the elevated area of the grounds, waiting for the real show to begin. Some of them were drinking, some were filling their guts with the food being served, and some were gossiping…wondering if this would go just as it did the last time. Would they have to do this a third time if it didn’t go well?

Or would they finally have a real Luna? Something the whole pack had been looking forward to for years…

They could only hope…hope to have someone other than their alpha to look up to…someone who could give them advice and help them strive…someone who could not only protect, but efficiently guide them.

They’ve seen her…the woman who had once been a weak and puny human was now a beta with a scent that left a strong trail. She was different now, even from afar they’d noticed.

Her eyes didn’t hold the shame they did before. They were green and vibrant; just how a Luna’s eyes should be. But was she the one who could lead them to a new era?

It was a constant and common talk amongst the pack members, yet still nobody knew the answer. But they trusted their alpha, he’d always done what’s best for the pack despite being cold and distant. He knew how to lead, and they’d follow him…even if they had the choice not to.

While all of this occurred on the outside, Zayd and Quinn were inside, getting ready separately.

Zayd was with Dantae and Frederick, and Quinn was with Marcia and Rachel, who promised to help her look her best.

They were both unaware of how each other would look; what they’d wear, but they were conscious of the happiness that neutrally flowed through their bond.

It for one calmed the anxiousness they felt, but the anticipation was like a brick in their way. They wanted to see each other, despite spending the whole day glued together, they were dying to come face to face on the podium.

Zayd was the first to step foot up there, wearing a white suit which went well with his neatly slicked back hair. He stood patiently in front of the elder that’d perform the ceremony tonight, waiting for Quinn to grace the crowd with her beauty.

The minutes felt like hours, torturing him, playing with his sanity…but when the crowd separated and Quinn lit up the darkness with nothing but an angelic glow, every worry he’d felt ceased to exist.

He straightened himself, clasping his hands tight in front of him and clenching his jaws to suppress the smile that wanted to spread across his face.

He'd tried his best, to look nonchalant, to be himself, but when she smiled at him, he couldn’t help but widely smile back.

She looked so beautiful…she was walking towards him with his father beside her, but he could only see her.

Just her…wearing that long, pink dress that made her look so different than she normally did. It looked pretty on her, that color was definitely something he’d love to see her in again. Her hair was caught in a high ponytail; full and long; wafting just above her shoulders and her face…

Her face lightly damped with makeup, her lips with pink lipstick, and it all just made her…she was just so beautiful that he could barely explain it; resplendent, radiant…

Nicholas led her up the stairs, and every step she took towards him was like food to his exhilarating heart.

When she was finally in front of him, he was breathing, and yet, it felt like he wasn’t. She was so pretty that her presence made him nervous.

What did he do to deserve such a beauty?

Did the goddess favor him this much to gift him such a woman to him?

Did he even truly deserve her?

It didn’t matter if he did…she was his, and after tonight, his ownership of her would be irrevocable…she’d really be his bundle of flames forever. ..he wouldn't let her go, even when the world perished, and they perished along with it.

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