Alpha King's Beta Mate

Venus's POVAlonso had been acting really strange these days. Sometimes he stares at me and zones out as if I am hypnotizing him. And if someone saw us together where he zones out, they might actually think that I hypnotized him even. "Venus! Catch!!" I heard Dorian's voice before turning around and by the time I acted on my reflex, the fur ball slapped my face making me groan. "Dorian! What the fuck!!!" I groan again, touching my nose ever so carefully in hopes that it is still intact. And thankfully, it is! "You are okay, drama queen! Jeez," he says again and grabs the giant ball of yarn. It didn't do any damage to my nose but like Dorian just said, I love being dramatic. Why would anyone want to be boring when they can be dramatic? "What is that for?" I ask him, pointing at the yarn in his hands. "The ladies asked me to get this. A decoration for lamps or something like that they said," he says and adds,"I guess" His brown hair is dancing along with the wind. He really needs

Alonso's POVThe entire crowd is still cheering as I get down the stage, moving towards Venus. This is a misunderstanding that I want to talk to her about. But my father's hand grabbing me by my shoulder stopped me from doing so. I guess he saw the anger in my eyes, because he stepped behind and pulled his hand away from my shoulder. I turn around to find Venus gone. "You should have asked me," I whisper, turning towards my father again and this time, he just holds my hand and takes me away from the crowd. We are walking towards the pack house in silence now. I can't catch a sniff of Venus's scent here. I guess she ran off in the other direction. I should have chased her, but I guess I should at least know what made my father do this. So I can explain to him that this is bullshit. And then go get Venus. "Are you really going to be this silent? Because back there you were making real loud noise, father" I say in a tone that came out harsher than intended. As if I care at this poin

Alonso's POVIt took me a couple of seconds to get back to normal time again. I froze up as soon as she pulled me in for a kiss. The first second, I thought I was dreaming. The second second, I was processing. And by the third second, I was already kissing Venus back. My left hand is on her waist, and my right hand at the back of her head pulling her impossibly closer to me. And for a minute, I don't care where we are standing. I don't care who might see us. I don't care if everyone from the pack is staring right at us. But this moment, where Venus is kissing me.. that is all I need. Sadly, she pulls away from the kiss but her eyes are still closed. She takes another moment before opening her eyes. Her brown eyes are still the prettiest eyes I have ever seen. And the more I stare at her eyes, the more I am falling in love with the color brown in general. "I didn't know it was a life debt," Venus whispers and how she got to know, I have no idea. But at least she got to know about it

Alonso's POV I am mentally still at Venus's place. My tongue has the lingering taste of her, when I sucked my fingers as soon as she hit her orgasm all over my hand. I still cannot get the picture out. The way her body reacted to my touch, the way she moaned my name, the way she screamed during her release, the way she fell asleep just minutes after all of that. My father clears his throat, bringing me back to the harsh reality. I just gave him a stern look. It's been a while since I smiled at him. I don't know if I am more angry at him or more disappointed. I guess both. My father tilts his head towards Edna who is also at the dining table, chewing her potatoes in a soft manner. With every bite she is taking, her left hand goes in front of her mouth muting whatever faint chew noises that somehow got away. Venus wouldn't have cared about it if she had a plate of potatoes before her. She loves potatoes and often ate mine and Dorian's too, when we were kids. "How was your day, Edna

Venus's POV I lift Dorian up, grabbing the collar of his shirt and he shrieks once before he twisted my wrist and got out of my grip. Now Dorian and I are growling at each other, moving in a perfect circle, waiting for the opponent to strike first. The crowd around us is going wild. We are having a weekend war. Everyone in the pack who gets training done everyday participates in this. And they usually go by ranks. Alpha King never participates in this, because if he enters the fighting rink, then no one but him would emerge victorious. His power exceeds all of our pack members' powers combined. So I am always stuck with Dorian, being next in line to me. "Afraid again, Dorian?" I smirk at him, and then wink, making him lose his cool for a second. He raises his arm, aiming for my ribs but his movements then get too predictable that just after a minute, he is already on the ground, groaning with pain. Dorian was the one who taught me many of these fight skills, but the Beta blood i