She Belongs to The Alpha King

Pink

"Dad, give me a piggyback." I jumped over my dad's back while he was talking with some alphas.

"Stop doing that, pink! We are in the middle of a meeting." My elder brother, Prince Garett, yelled at me.

I shrank a bit, but I didn't care about his words much because my dad growled, "Garett, don't ever talk to your little sister this way, ever." My dad spoke sternly to Garett.

I stuck my tongue out of my mouth, teasing Garett, and my dad flipped me to his back and said, "Baby pink, I will just give you a piggyback, and we will play all day tighter, but now I need to finish my meeting. Could you wait for me?" My dad, King Valdo, asked me gently.

I loved him so much that I didn't have much time to meet my mother. He had told me that she died when I was so young. Maybe I didn't get it back then because I was so young.

I nodded politely and said, "Yes, dad, I can wait. But I want to ask you something. I want to start training with... I didn't have the time to finish my words.

My dad frowned, pulled me to his lap, then cupped my cheeks and said, "Pink, you are a princess, and one day you will be a queen. You don't have to practice your powers as Alpha. Because all of the werewolves in the pack, our kingdom, and even worldwide, will have to protect you one day." My dad told me this and placed a soft kiss on my cheeks.

I just nodded. All I got from his words was that I was a princess, and all I had to do was have fun, and my elder brothers and the pack should protect me.

My other elder brother, Derek, said annoyedly, commenting on my father's words, "Your Highness, you are spoiling her so much. She needs to get regular training."

My father roared and threw Derek with deadly gazes, saying, "She's your little sister; remember those words. You have to promise me that you will take care of her after my death." He stared for a while at Derek, who stared back in confusion, diverting his eyes to my brother Garrett. Then both said in the same breath, "Sure, Father, we will obey your wish. Pink is our little sister and our little princess. We will take care of her and protect her in our lives."

And by that, my father stood up and placed me down; his face was so pale, and he didn't look okay. I got worried; I was so attached to him. He was everything to me.

"Daddy, what's wrong with you?" With that, I started to cry. He said, faking a smile, "I'm fine, baby; don't worry."

And it was only I who felt the pain in his chest; I thought that he was so sick. Something was wrong.

I screamed, "No, daddy, you are not okay." I sobbed and shook his hand, looking at all the Alphas around my elder brothers and us, but they all pushed me suddenly when my father fell to the floor.

I stood in the back crying heavily; no one told me anything; no one cared to comfort me, and they just announced the king of the pack's death coldly to me as if I didn't belong in that castle.

If I were a mature person, I could understand the loss of her father.

That's when everything turned upside down; I ran to my elder brothers and said, "My dad... died?" I wanted any of them to hug me and pat me over the shoulder to say something.

They didn't keep their promises; they changed entirely in less than five minutes. Garret pushed me to the floor and said, "He is not your father! You are nothing. You are adopted. Abandoned like dog shits in the forest. You are not a princess."

And that I couldn't hear anymore; I felt disregarded and disowned by my elder brothers. They are supposed to protect me.

I screamed while running out to my room, "Liars, liars, liars!"

I was just 18 years old, and the suffering started so early. But they didn't lie about that part because I figured out by the time all the packs and the kingdom knew that the king had adopted me.

And for them, I was unwanted.

Pink

I didn't stop crying even for a second, and I didn't know how much time I spent whining over losing my dearest father. I crawled my body and covered it, talking like an insane person to myself as loudly as if I were talking with someone in my room.

I wanted anyone to come and check on me; even the maids didn't knock on my door since the early morning. As a young girl, I thought they were busy with my dad's funeral. But no, that was only from a little girl's mind.

I fell asleep from the exhaustion and sorrow that squeezed my heart. I convinced myself with excuses to my elder brothers that they were only sad like me, and that's why they said harsh words towards me.

I even started blaming myself for the death of my father. Yes, I thought playing around with me all the time was the main reason for making him tired, and he died because of that.

I have no experience at all, no everyday life, and no training. Maybe that was the reason for my brothers hated me.

But they actually loved me in their own way; that's when I felt a hand uncovering my body and pulling me up from my deep sleep.

I blinked and smiled lightly, throwing my body at my brother, "Garrett!"

He pushed me back to the bed and threw me with disgusted looks, "I'm not your brother; you can't call me Garett. Talk to me formally from now on if you want me to let you live in the castle. Got that?"

I narrowed my eyes and pulled myself back to the edge of the bed. His eyes were full of rage, and his tone was grave. I said in a stuttering tone, "What do you mean, brother?"

He smirked and leaned a bit closer to my little face. "I mean, from now on, you will stay in the castle. But in the maid's rooms. You will work here. and you will serve me at night." He laughed in a witchy tone that, I swear to god, echoed in the whole palace.

As an innocent girl, I didn't get any of his words- at least not until my second brother Derek barged into my room and pulled me from my hair, pushing me to the floor and saying, "Now you are just a maid. If you want to eat, and if you want us not to kill you, Then you must serve me, and Garrett needs you every single night." He licked the corner of his mouth.

They both looked at me with no mercy, like wild animals rather than brothers. I crawled on the floor, trying to stand up on my feet, and asked, "What do you mean by needs at night?" I asked innocently, but my heart told me they were talking about something nasty.

I couldn't imagine that my own brothers would use my body for something, even if I were adopted, as they kept saying every single second, but I was raised among them as their own little sister. And why do they want anything from me? I was just a tiny little girl!

Derek smirked, "Needs in bed, my little baby; don't worry, we don't need your body now. You are still tiny, with no boobs, and just a pup. We don't want anyone from other kingdoms to know that we are treating our little sister badly. So, we will wait until you turn 18." He said, smirking.

I shook my head and said confidently, in a princess tone, disagreeing with such humiliation, "no! I do not accept. I will tell anyone in the kingdom that both of you want to make me a maid!" I said it from the tip of my nose.

The shock covered both their faces; they didn't imagine that a little girl like me could talk in that groaning tone without fear, but they both laughed, making fun of my words. Garett said, "Listen to me; you have no choice. All the kingdom and the pack already hate you. When we said secret, we meant other kingdoms. But we could kill you now and tell them our little sister got killed!" He threatened me with harsh words.

I stepped back far away to the corner of the room and shivered, just shaking my head, scared to death. They said they would kill me. And everyone would believe them!

They both came closer to me and patted my head. I hated their touches; I hated them so much. I felt disgusted. Derek leaned into my ears and said, "Now go down to the maids to get your new room."

I almost peed in my place, but I couldn't do anything; I was so young, and I had lost my father. I lost my protection. All that came to my mind back then was to run downstairs and find any one of the ministers or my father's best friends to ask them to protect me.

But-. There was always a but...

They were scaring me. They decided not to touch me until I turned 18. But yes, from princess to just a maid!

I ran downstairs to find anyone to help me; the tears were flowing down my cheeks. I was almost blinded by my rainy tears. I couldn't tell if I was crying over the death of my father or because of what my elder brothers said to me.

I felt heartbroken and needed a savior back then. Anyone could tell me anything. Embrace me; I was a young child, and I was still playing with my dolls. I stumbled on the stairs, screaming, "Please, anyone help me!" please." I said it breathlessly, feeling the soreness deep in my throat. I repeated and repeated.

And yes, finally, there was a hand helping me stand up. I raised my head to find my father's best friend, Alpha William, and I threw my body at him, almost reaching his waist. He was very tall, and I was so tiny and short. "Thank God, please help me," he said. "They want me to work as a maid and serve them, and..." I inhaled and exhaled hurriedly.

He cut me off and narrowed his brows angrily. I thought that he was mad at them and that he would do something. But hell no, I was only dreaming. He kicked me by his strong legs to fall again to the floor. "How could you dare to insult the princes of our pack?! You are shit! You are abandoned by your real parents. No one wants you here. You should be thankful to our princes for keeping you here in the same castle and in our kingdom. If I were in their shoes, I would just throw you away and out of here."

I shrank; all my body shivered under his bloody red gaze, and the way he hollered at me in a merciless way made me wonder what I had done to be treated like that. I didn't hurt anyone. I was just playing around all the time.

I kept silent, still on the floor, looking around me to find the maids smirking and gossiping in a funny way, giggling and filling the castle. No one saved me.

I decided to wait until someone could find me. I was hoping that someday my mate would find me, as my father, the king, used to tell me. Someday you will be the queen of all the alpha kings. You will get married to the most powerful creature, the alpha king of all the alphas.

As a young girl, all that was just words to me. A mate? Husband and king? What did that mean to me except nothing?

I dragged my feet in depression, and with broken eyes, then I walked to one of the maids and said, "So, now I need a room." I said that without even looking into her eyes.

She blurted out in a commanding tone, "A room! Just go back and sleep on the kitchen floor. I will send you a uniform to wear. Don't think that you will be spoiled anymore. And at night... you will take a shower and go to prince Derek and prince Garrett's rooms to serve them."

Pink

After six years of suffering, I was granted my own room, which wasn't anything good, but at least I didn't sleep on the floor anymore. They didn't have any mercy; they just wanted me to be relaxed and clean when I came to their rooms. My brother Derek, or my highness, as he commanded me to call him, ruled the kingdom of our pack after my father's death and became the king of our pack, but not the Alpha king of all Alphas. He was a king and a strong one, though.

On that day, it was my birthday- actually, I totally forgot that I was finally going to turn 18. Even so, I didn't dare to run away because I had nowhere to go, but I was thinking about finding my past or my parents.

I even thought about living in the forest, the place where my parents had left me alone back then.

My brothers told me the whole story, including how King Valdo found me alone when I was just two years old.

King Derek called me to his room early that day, and I rushed there. I knew what he wanted from me, but I was hoping to stop that soon.

That day he sent me with one of the maids-a transparent baby doll. I was totally shocked. I refused to wear it and just went to his room with my dirty clothes on me. My body was growing up, and I knew that someday he might think of sleeping with me.

And that was over my dead body.

And that was my final decision. I decided to go and face both of them, not just King Derek.

I barged into his room without knocking. He is actually not naked, thank goodness.

He smiled softly at me, and that was weird. He stood up from the bed and came close to me; without yelling, he kissed my cheeks and said, "Happy birthday, baby."

I trembled, "What?"

He moved his fingers to my neck and slowly closed the door behind me, saying, "It's your birthday. Why didn't you wear what I sent you?" His voices were in a sweet tone, which was totally strange as if something hit his head and it was someone else.

But no, I wouldn't change my decision.

I pulled myself away from him. "I will never wear a baby doll! Ever. And now it's your turn to listen to me." I said it rudely and bravely.

He nodded and smirked, then simply said, "Go ahead. I am listening to the baby."

"First!" I said, pointing to him. Stop calling me baby." I said sternly.

He was going to cut me off, but I shook my head, stopping him. Then I continued, "Second, I won't ever suck your dickens ever again. I am not afraid of you anymore."

He clapped his hands and laughed, "seriously? So brave of you! Did you forget who I am?"

I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms over my chest and said, "No, your highness. And if you want to kill me, then go ahead. But I won't let you touch me ever again."

He stood up, and I didn't budge or blink as I used to do before. Somehow I felt so strong in that moment.

He narrowed his brows and leaned to my face, staring at me, "Are you insane? Do you have a fever or something? And who said that I asked you to come here to suck my dick?"

I asked, "Then why did you-"

He slapped my face suddenly, making me hit my head on the wall and fall to the floor. He roared, "Fuck you! From now on, your body is mine. I didn't fuck any girl since you started growing up. You are fucking mine. Me or never."

I gulped nervously, rubbing my face, then I laughed hysterically, "You will never touch me again. Ever."

And before he could make a move, I was out of his room, running with all my strength as if I were a plane.

I didn't stop; he didn't dare to follow me. He knew that his secret could stain his reputation as the leader of the pack. Even so, I was disowned by my entire pack, but they won't accept their own king and his brother using my body.

Especially for the other kingdoms, I was their own little sister. I was a princess. A war between kingdoms could start just because of that sister. I was a princess. A war between kingdoms could start just because of that. Alphas won't accept something like that.

I ran until I found myself losing the ability to breathe; the darkness was filling the place. It was the forest where I had come from. I leaned against a tree, and then I fell asleep from exhaustion.

Until I heard a few voices next to me, I pretended that I was sleepy.

"Who is that girl?" someone said firmly in a deep voice. But my heart started to beat hurriedly. His scent pushed me to open my eyes.

Without even looking at him, I just knew it. It was my mate. But could he accept me? Was he the king that my dead father, who adopted me, told me about? Or he could be only a poor beta or omega!

Once I opened my eyes, I found the look of wolves surrounding me. But he wasn't one of them. I stood up, and one of them yelled, "Her eyes!" They all stepped back as if they were afraid of me.

And then I bumped into a charming Alpha. My mate. He stared at me as if he knew it. Our hearts raced, and because we were mates, both of us heard the beats louder than the others.

"Who are you?" he said in a tender voice.

I smiled slightly and said, "I am pink."

He placed his hands on my face and shook his head, "no, you are my mate."