THE ROYAL ALPHA : THE SOULMATE REJECTION

- so what do you say, she's not glowing asked the man's voice filled with evil excitement

Wedged in his chair, the man looked carefully at the photos before his eyes. The examination was over and he gave his verdict.

- indeed it is brilliant George answered the man in a calm tone, how much to give it to me he asked the man in front of him

George smiled victoriously and answered the question.

- how much do you estimate this pearl he replied

- five to ten million no more answered the man

- well then I will say 7 million dollars, you give me this sum and I give it to you answered George happy

- GOOD! Answered the man, understand that after this sale it will belong forever to the network so my dear sir it's still time to backtrack finished saying the man handing him a document to sign

Throwing his head back while laughing, the man signed the papers without hesitation.

- I have to use it for something, said George with a sly smile. I'll go get the goods, he said to the man as he left the room.

Walking with a confident step, he climbed the stairs two by two, excited by the idea of getting rid of the young girl who was a huge problem for him.

- It's time for you to leave, he said opening the door with force and rage making the young girl tremble. You're leaving my house, today sweetie, I have to be honest I'm going to miss you a lot, a lot, a lot he said as he slowly approached the girl

Terrorized, frightened, and weakened, the young girl was lying on the icy ground, dreading the next actions of the one she tenderly called uncle.

- Get up, you've messed up the walls of this house enough, he said giving her a big kick in the stomach

Accepting the blow that had once again torn her entrails, the young woman stood up nonchalantly, to avoid receiving another blow.

- I admit you are beautiful, at least this beauty will be useful to us, tonight I had a large sum of money inflow and all thanks to you, now you will have to honor your future commitments, above all, don't worry, I'll be one of your regular clients, my dear, said George to the young girl before taking her arm forcefully.

- my uncle... you are hurting me a lot, the weak voice of the young woman raised.

- I'm not your uncle he replied with rage, I'm not, I've never been considered today that you have no family now you close it and you move on he finished telling her pushing her so she can move on

Walking somehow, the young woman did as the man had ordered.

- she is your merchandise here sir launched George

- GOOD! So I'll tell you next time if we have the opportunity to see us again one day George

- oh of course we will certainly see each other again, said George, sure of what he was saying.

Listening to the two men, the young woman felt her approaching death coming, for her it was obvious if she crossed the threshold of this house, she had to say goodbye to life, which would not be so unpleasant when you think about it...

- we will see each other again very soon my tender and sweet Tirane made George's smile glued to the lips

The young woman was in pain, pain not due to the fact of leaving this place, but rather due to the disappointment of seeing how much a member of her family could turn into a demon to the point of brazenly rejecting her. George was her only family, although he hadn't often been very nice or ever seen her clinging to him in the name of that blood bond that bound them together, which was a big mistake. She.

Embarked in a big black van, Tirane sat down looking elsewhere, arms crossed, and her head resting against the iron of the van, she felt dizzy and without strength. At the first movement away from the van of the mansion of George Thomas, she could not help shedding tears.

After hours of driving the van finally stopped, waking up the young woman who had fallen asleep under the influence of fatigue, a harsh and authoritative voice rose once the van was opened. In line the young girls were placed, one face to the other such as the voice of the man had ordered it. Barely standing on both legs, trembling, Tirane dreaded what would happen next.

The selection began, and the girls were divided into two groups, one destined to join the club, and the other destined to join a club outside the country. The turn of the young woman arrived, and after examination, the man declared that she would join the group destined to leave the country. Seized and forcibly driven on the jet, with the other young women selected, the plane was not long in starting, just like the van containing the girls intended to join the club on the spot.

Tirane, ill during the whole flight which lasted almost a day, when the plane had landed, surprised herself to sigh relief, and yet this road was the one that would lead her to hell. Once again a male voice rose impassive and impatient, asking them to join the van outside the plane, one by one, the young women were removed from the plane so as not to arouse suspicion. or attract attention.

On the way towards this unknown place where they were going to land, Tirane noticed the abundance of greenery present in this country of which she did not even know the name. Lost gaze looking towards the forest that surrounded the road, the young woman was attracted by something, or rather an animal, majestic, running to the rhythm of the acceleration of the car. The car came to a sudden stop, cutting the young woman off from her contemplation, one of the men got out and went to make himself comfortable in the forest. Looking in vain for the animal she watched running at full speed, Tirane saw it emerge from the forest without getting closer to the car. The animal stared at her just as she did, eyes welded together, he seemed to want to read her soul, his gaze was so piercing and heavy.

The door slammed, signaling the man's return, so he could continue their way to hell Tirane thought as his heart sank. The path was resumed, and the young woman tried to forget the fantastically beautiful animal she had just seen. Miles later, after a sharp noise, the car wobbled on its side, dragging him into a reversal, no one understood anything, and the car was already in an accident, leaving them all unconscious.

Who are these people, and what are they doing on his land where no one dared to venture? These were the questions of Rafan, warrior, and king of the kingdom of Tamzam who since his collision with foreigners had not ceased to cogitate constantly impatient to find answers to his many questions.

Staring at the shaman's hut, the young king waited impatiently for the latter to come out to obtain even an answer to his many questions.

-the whole town is in panic what's going on my friend launched the voice of Orquiz faithful friend of the king

Rafan turned in his direction, narrowed his eyes, and pursed his lip from the inside unable to give a concrete answer to his friend.

- just like you, I only want that, to know exactly what exactly is happening, why we are suddenly receiving a visit from these foreigners and this in large numbers dominated by women wondered the young king inwardly

Orquiz remained silent at his friend's response. A silence was prolonged until the arrival of a guard bringing news.

-my king, the foreigners have finally regained consciousness what are your orders informed the guard ready to carry out any order coming from his king

-nothing, I want to speak with these foreigners, just to know the real reasons for their visit to our lands in an illegal way says the young king while a vein emerges on his forehead at the same time

-GOOD! Highness stood guard as he withdrew

Rafan without waiting another minute led the way towards the place where the foreigners were treated, with his long and muscular legs, he descended the steps three by three, his face expressing his displeasure.

With a wave of his hand, he opened the doors leading to the room with a crash, scaring everyone who was there.

As soon as he entered the room, the young women still recovering were struggling to breathe properly, the air inhabiting the room seemed to have been emptied by the chaotic entry of the young king.

With his immense size, the young king inspired fear in young women, who at that moment had only one desire, that of digging a hole and taking refuge there.

-shaman tell me how are these foreigners inquired the young king

Hearing his harsh, hoarse voice, the young women shuddered with fright, asking themselves the same question, who was this divinely beautiful devil?

- my king, the foreigners are for the majority in the process of recovery pronounced Matura the shamanism of the village

-very good! Exclaimed the young king without an ounce of joy, do you think it would be necessary to bring in doctors adjured the young king to the place of the shaman

-I don't need them, they are for the most part in good health retorted the shaman

Rafan nodded in agreement while scanning the room with his hard and stern gaze.

His gaze stopped on a young woman of black complexion still plunged into unconsciousness, his feet led him to the edge of his bed, under the watchful eye of the shaman.

-what is happening to her why hasn't she regained her consciousness was the question posed by the king to the shaman while his hard and stern gaze did not leave his face

The shaman was getting closer to the bed and the king looking at the unconscious young woman.

-the shock of the accident was greater on her side, due to the blows and injuries she received in the past declared the shaman while an ounce of pain betrayed his voice

- when will she come back to herself she adjured the young king without being moved by the words of the shaman

Matuka had grasped the behavior of the young king a long time ago and was not hurt by his indifference toward the young woman.

-I cannot comment on this oh king retorted Matuka

-GOOD! Guard called the young king. Please escort these men after me, ordered the young king, leading the way.

The men accompanying the young women were seized and taken to a hermetically sealed, dark place, the atmosphere of the room was chilling.

Seated in front of the men, the young king carefully observed the expressions on their faces as well as their every move.

- what is the purpose of your visit to our lands asked the young king without going through the bush

The young men looked at each other and returned their attention to the man in front of them.

-we are here for sightseeing said the man

The man's quick response did not reassure the young king.

-with a dozen girls by your side said the young man ironically

-these are mannequins immediately replied the man

- answer only when I give you the opportunity and not before foliage the young king

The frightened man nodded.

In large drops, the two men began to sweat plunging the young king into doubt. He didn't believe any of the words coming out of the mouths of these men who looked like highwaymen.

- you only tell lies and believe me I don't have the patience to make you spill the beans, just be sure of one thing, when I find out the truth, I will have no mercy on you scolded the young man king, please escort his dear gentlemen to their beds and see that they do not come out or take their eyes off them, ordered the king coldly.

The men were taken back to their beds as the king had previously ordered, a few minutes later one of the girls escorted by the guards entered through the same door.

The globular gaze of the young woman reflected her fear and mistrust. Rafan cleared his throat to attract his attention which previously focused on what was around him.

- you are afraid and that is only normal, but know one thing no harm will be done to you tried to reassure her the young king, I would like to know young woman, what is the purpose of your visit to my lands questioned the young king

-We were escorted here by his men began by saying to the young woman, in reality, we did not expect to leave our country for another, only we had no control over everything that is done said the young woman. All the young women present there were mostly bought by a prostitution ring confessed the truthful young woman

Rafael was well aware of it, otherwise, what would all these women be used for if it weren't for a network of trafficking in women, it gave him one more reason to severely punish these fanatics who did not hesitate to commit such atrocities.

-we should have joined a prostitution ring here from what we understood but there was this sudden accident that saved us all if I may say so

Rafan remained thoughtful after his interview with the unknown young woman, everything she had been able to tell him had aroused an immense rage in him. It was for him to see the tenacity shown by each other to veil the very strict rules of this kingdom.

The Kingdom of Tamzam had very strict laws and one, in particular, emphasized modesty, no establishments related to the depravity of morals were allowed, why were these women brought here for such small work, it could not explain but was ready to go all the way to find out everything.

- so what have you been able to discover launched the voice of the faithful friend of King Orquiz

-a prostitution network Rafan replied in the same way

Orquiz frowned on his face, his incomprehension could be read.

-how is it possible, there is no brothel on our lands Orquiz exclaimed in denial

- just like you I was surprised, however, it will be useless for us to stay there thinking we must cut the evil at the root exclaimed the young king in a tone that betrayed his rage

-what will you do with these strangers asked Orquiz cautiously

What to do with these strangers? Nothing absolutely nothing, he couldn't take their life or even punish them as he would have liked, the only solution was to let them go.

-what can I do, they are citizens of another nation, I cannot try to punish them at the risk of attracting the wrath of the world, they will leave as soon as possible, declared the young king afterward careful consideration

-GOOD! It's the best decision, replied Orquiz, I know perfectly well what your fear Rafan is and why you keep these people away, I fully agree with all your decisions.

Rafan without saying a word more left the place the thoughts on the lookout.

Eyelids still closed, Tirane heard voices around her, her aching body she had trouble waking up from her long, heavy sleep. The voices around her were unknown to her which made her keep her eyes closed.

His pretense was interrupted by a man's voice asking him to get up.

- a young woman get up said the voice to the place of the young woman

Grilled, Tirane had no choice but to carry out what the man had told him.

-Hello said the fearful young woman

-hello young lady how do you feel kindly asked the shaman

-Well lied the young woman

Not convinced, the shaman passed a hand over the young woman's forehead, took her temperature, and nodded.

-yes you will be better declared the shaman

Tirane swept her gaze around the room and saw the gazes of each other resting on her, it was only when she saw the young women with whom she was making the trip to this country that she remembered their accident which had momentarily interrupted their descent into hell.

-Do you remember what happened earlier asked the shaman

-uh yes we had an accident exclaimed Tirane

-your life was endangered, you spent three days in a coma informed the shaman to the young woman

-uh okay gave as only response Tirane

Observer the shaman looked at Tirane, the way she surrounded his body with her hands demonstrated his fear with reserve, he understood then that he had to leave her in peace.

- a meal will be taken to you, you will have to eat the plate completely, to regain your strength

Regain strength? What use would it be, dead or alive meant absolutely nothing to her, her life was meaningless, it didn't matter to anyone, not even to herself, so what was the use of this life, why should she take care of her health when she was exhausted from living.

- uh I will answer the young woman falsely

The shaman left his presence without adding anything more, he left the place to meet the king, to tell him the news of the awakening of the young stranger.

When he arrived at the palace, the guards told him that the king was absent, so Matuka returned to the strangers, to watch over the young stranger who was still very weak.

As soon as he entered the room, he did not see the young woman, everyone's gaze fell on him, and one of the young women seeing him confused spoke up.

-she went to relieve herself of the information the young woman

Matuka nodded and waited for the young woman there, thirty minutes passed and still no sign of the young woman, he decided to go himself to see what was happening when the guard accompanying the foreigner came back in disaster.

-what's going on where did you leave the young foreigner asked confused the shaman

The drunk guard replied to the shaman.

-shaman the young woman has disappeared

-disappeared but how is it possible, you were supposed to watch her choked the shaman

The guard didn't know what else to say.

Matuka stormed out, looking for the young stranger, to avoid incurring the wrath of his king.

Tirane ran again and again sinking deeper and deeper into the vast meadow located a few kilometers from the castle, tired of running she fell to her knees against the ground while trying to catch her breath.

His breath regained, Tirane took the path still straight and arrived at the threshold of a large cliff.

From the top of the cliff, she observed the bottom, she could already see her inert and flattened body there.

-this is where my road ends, this is where my life ends, mom I'm on my way, soon we'll be together again... And I'll be happy, I'll finally be happy

A dull pain crossed her when she said these words, her passage on earth will have been in vain, why did she have to come into the world if it is to live such a picturesque existence?

-Get away from this cliff right now rumbled Rafan 's voice

Taken by fear, Tirane looked in the direction of the voice and discovered the face of the man possessing this voice both serious and hoarse.

What struck her as soon as she discovered the man's face was the great beauty in all his life, she had never been given to see a man with such beauty, his eyes opened wide as 'she scrutinized the features of the man with admiration, he was divinely beautiful was her conclusion.

While the young foreigner observed her and admired the features of her face, Rafan noted with surprise that he could hear her thoughts and the frantic beating of her heart without great difficulty.

Rafan said to himself, this young foreigner couldn't be his soul mate, no, that was out of the question.

Rafan remained frozen in front of the young stranger who for her part forgot all her desire to jump into the void when her eyes met the man's face.

She had this impression that absolutely everything called her to him, the attraction to him, but what, what was this supernatural force that attracted her to the young man?

-Are you going to move away yes or no Rafan resumed with a hint of anger

The man's question brought her back to reality and reminded her of what she had planned to do earlier, her wish to die returning. She looked up at the man and then down and was a quick plunge into space.

Her eyes closed as she expected to hover in the air to reach the ground, she did not feel the wind on her skin, nor gravity.

She opened her eyes, a pair of eyes that of the man was watching her angrily, how had he been able to catch up with her, was she a professional runner were the questions that the young woman asked herself.

Rafan stood up visibly angry.

-I'm not a professional runner little idiot he exclaimed without sweetness. What are you trying to do by putting on a show he asked.

Tirane frowned and replied.

-I'm not giving myself a show, I just want to die dear sir and you're not making it easy for me she replied sadly

Rafan glared at her, and ran a hand through her hair, he had no desire to rant with her and even less to look at her face.

-We are going back to the castle, he declared without further ado

At the castle? Tirane hadn't been able to notice the place where she had been treated, too busy running away. So the man in front of her was a king, she understood better the way he was dressed, maybe he was the king of this kingdom, but he was not young to be.

-stop thinking please, yes I'm the king of this kingdom and no I'm not too young Rafan said out of himself

But how is it possible he read his thoughts, Tirane was content to observe him without adding anything, without even thinking, because this man was perhaps telepathic.

-we are going to return to the castle and if you feel like running away from it remember that I will not hesitate to punish you severely he threatened her and if you feel like committing suicide again and will wait to go back where you came from to do it, we don't need more trouble in this country hope I make myself clear.

Tirane replied with a nod, it was hard to see that this man had only saved her life to preserving her kingdom, however, she couldn't blame him for being so unsympathetic towards her, after all, she didn't. was just a stranger to her.

Rafan led the way with a tight face. Upon their arrival at the palace, Matuka greeted them trying to guess the thoughts of his king, his face was closed, which worried the shaman.

Rafan left the place once the stranger was in the hands of Matuka.

In his suite, he hastened to throw himself against his gigantic bed, forcing his mind not to think again about this young stranger, who could be his soul mate.

From the height of his 32 years, Rafan had always closed himself to any possibility of loving, having been deeply hurt by a young woman named mirabelle plum whom he loved with all his being, he took the radical decision never to live again this living nightmare, and this no matter what.

Lone wolf, he had never been able to believe in his legends saying that each wolf would have a soul mate and had never been able to understand the relationships shared by other wolves and their wolves for him everything was just a myth.

It was clear now that it was not just a myth but a truth, he was frightened to hear the thoughts of the young foreigner but somehow managed to control himself.

He had no intention of holding the young stranger because after all, it could be a simple mistake.