The Alpha King Hexed Bride

Chapter 1. Becky.

Becky's POV.

"What are you looking at?" I asked, looking up from the book I was reading and to a pair of silver-gray eyes staring sharply at me.

" Why are you so stubborn? You weren't like this when we first met."

" I was a 17-year-old wolfless teenager when we first met, and mind you, you brutally rejected a teenager who believed in love, completely shattering any hopes of her believing in love ever again. And guess what... Now I'm a 21-year-old lady who spent the last 4 years of her life avoiding any form of love and still isn't about to transform! I said sarcastically while glaring at him, not caring if he was the Alpha King.

" I apologize for that, but you were too young for me to claim you as mine," Hunter said, his voice a hint of emotion.

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me. No one has ever made me this angry before." I said, turning my eyes back to the book in my hand. "If you don't mind, I really don't care, could you leave? I need to work."

The room fell silent for a while, neither of us saying any word or moving.

I could still feel Haunter, the Alpha king's gaze on me, but I wasn't going to give him what he wanted that easily. And to hell with the stupid mate bond, I'll resist that thing for as long as I can.

"You have three days to pack your things and come live with me." The Alpha King said, not breaking his gaze from me, his voice was filled with authority and command.

I snapped my eyes to look up at him. Not this again. "Excuse me?" I asked, my brows knotted together.

He didn't respond and kept staring at me, his gaze sharp and intense. I could feel my heart starting to speed up against my will.

Curse this mate bond.

Jiggle...jiggle...

Knock...knock...knock

The silence between us was disrupted by a sudden Jiggle and knock on the door. I had forgotten we were in my office at work. I just got back from the human world a few days ago.

Jimmy's voice was heard from the other side of the door. " What the...girl, why's your door locked?"

Haunter and I both turned to look at the door at the same time, a frown appeared on his face.

"Your attention is needed in the meeting room, and it's urgent; Mr. Zach is yelling at everyone for a mistake Mira made except her. Why do we have to get punished for a mistake she did and she's not even getting punished for it because she's the Alpha king's adopted sister? Seriously, I wanna quit and start my own company; I'm tired of the way he treats us." Jimmy whined, his voice sounding like he was about to cry while leaning on the door.

I turned to look at Haunter who was now staring at me, his face unreadable.

I guess Mr. Zach hasn't heard the latest news yet.

I dropped the book I was reading on my table and stood up, walking towards the door when Haunter took hold of my hand.

I turned to look at him, his expression still unreadable. "What is it?" I asked, my voice flat.

He didn't respond for what seemed like two long seconds. " Can I kiss you?"

He asked, catching me off guard. I blinked a few times and was about to refuse when his soft and rosy lips landed on mine.

I couldn't help but engage in the kiss and kissed him back, placing my hand around his neck and pulling him closer to me.

Knock...knock...

A knock on the door made us separate, gasping for air while looking at Haunter in the eyes. "Bec!? You in there?"

" Yes! I'm coming, just give...give me a minute." I said, still looking at him before breaking eye contact.

Immediately, washing over me, I can't believe I kissed him back and didn't push him off in time. "Seriously, damn this stupid mate bond," I mumbled to myself and walked towards the door.

I reached the door and paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm my racing heart. I had to put on a mask of indifference, especially around my coworkers. I opened the door, and Jimmy's wide eyes blinked back at me, curious and confused.

"Finally!" he said, his eyes narrowing as he scanned my face. "Why do you look so flustered? And why was the door locked?"

I quickly brushed past him, trying to avoid further questions. "Not now, Jimmy. You said Mr. Zach is making a scene? I need to sort it out."

Jimmy huffed as he followed me down the hallway. "Yeah, he's in one of his moods again. Honestly, I don't know how you put up with him. Mira's untouchable, and the rest of us have to walk on eggshells." He said, not noticing the Alpha King in my office.

I sighed. "I know. It's unfair, but we have to do our jobs. We can't control how Mr. Zach handles the Alpha King's adopted sister." I glanced back briefly, noticing Jimmy still looked upset. "Look, let me handle this, okay?"

Jimmy nodded but didn't seem entirely convinced. "Alright, but one of these days, you're gonna need to stand up to him. You're the only one here who can."

We reached the meeting room, and I could hear Mr. Zach's voice already booming from inside. I took another deep breath, squared my shoulders, and opened the door.

Mr. Zach stood at the head of the room, his face red with frustration. He was yelling at some poor junior who looked like they might burst into tears any second. Mira, meanwhile, sat calmly in her chair, her eyes lazily scanning her phone. It made my blood boil.

"Mr. Zach," I called out, stepping into the room with as much authority as I could muster. His head snapped around, and his glare landed on me.

"Becky," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "So nice of you to join us. Perhaps you can explain why your department has completely botched the numbers for the quarterly report..." He suddenly stopped, his eyes widened in shock, still staring past me.

I turned to look behind me when I saw the Alpha King, aka Haunter, standing confidently behind me.

Chapter 2. The rejection.

Becky's POV

They say, the day you find the chosen mate given to you by the moon goddess would be the happiest day of your life, but unfortunately...mine was hexed.

Who knew the one person I was desperately waiting for all my life, wanting to spend the remaining days of my life with would reject me on the spot without batting an eye or thinking it over all because I was wolfless. What a jerk.

I guess finding happiness or being happy was a curse for me since the day I opened my eyes into this world.

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4 years ago

I was only 17 years old when I met him. I know I was young and maybe expecting too much at that age but give me a break here. I was brainwashed by my parents' happy marriage and those around me and the stories that all told me. My parents found each other when they were only 16, a year younger than me, so don't judge me if there's anyone you want to judge or blame, do that with the moon goddess.

The Alpha King.

Or should I say, my fated mate...

I was never one to participate in any form of parties or gatherings. I always found it useless and annoying with everyone older or younger, drinking, making out, vomiting after getting wasted. The room or wherever always smelled like sweaty wolves and alcohol and some other odd smell I have zero interest to know about. But that one unforgettable night when I was forcefully dragged out/ pushed out of my home by my friends and family urging me to live a little, stop burring yourself into books, movies, novels, who knows maybe you could just be lucky to find your mate like we did. so they say. How Irresponsible of my parents to do that to me, their only daughter. Who had five older brothers, I had no choice but to go either way.

I got to the party with my lifelong friends, Cassie and Cindy. They were twin sisters with dirty blond curly hair, same age as me and big brown eyes.

"Come on, you might actually find your mate as your parents have said, and I heard the Alpha king's going to be here too." Cassy the more girly one said giggling before dragging Candy to go get drinks.

Yeah, the name dosen't stick well with their personalitys. I guess their parents made a mistake with their names and not being able to differentiate who's gonna be the boy and who's gonna be the girl. But for reasons known to them, the twins didn't want to switch it so they left it at that.

I stood there for what felt like a minute before I caught the scent of lavender and the woods.

It smelt so sweet and comforting. I turned to follow the scent when I bumped my head on what felt like a rock but soft and looked up immediately.

"You're Becky?" A deep low voice asked, looking down at me with his silver gray eyes.

For a girl who had never experienced love or even the slightest bit of crush for anyone. I melted at the sound of his voice, I could almost picture myself doing the deed with him. I quickly shook the thoughts out of my head but I was finding it a bit hard to breathe because him just standing in front of me, staring at me and talking to me. Normally, anyone who sees him would be nervous as to how cold, dominating and a bit scary he is but would still melt at the sight of him.

I nodded my head, "Yes, Becky Hart." I replied nervously.

He looked at me intensely which made me feel fragile and wanted to be protected by the massive handsome looking man in front of me. Despite my fragile physical appearance, I could take on any one of them crossed the line and I would care less about anything. But at that time, I couldn't help but wonder if this was how people felt when they felt like they found their mate or fell in love.

"How old are you?"He asked, staring at me with a sharp look.

" 17." I replied, feeling a lump in my throat.

"Why can't I sense your wolf?" He asked straightforwardly. An average wolf would have their wolves at the age of 16 but I haven't been able to awaken mine yet. My parents told me not to worry too much about it because they always knew I was special and would still get my wolf.

I smiled warmly. "I guess I'm a late bloomer, I don't know."

He nodded and I frowned in confusion because there was no smile visible on his lips.

Wasn't he happy with my response or did he not find that a bit funny? I wasn't sure.

He nodded looking away and a small sigh escaped his lips. "Then this would be easier than I thought." He said turning to look back at me who was now extremely confused as to how things had drastically turned.

I was about to say something when he cut me off.

"You see, the woman I'm with is older, bigger and better than you..." he said, staring into my eyes. One part of me could clearly understand what he was saying but the other part felt hurt but wanted some part of him to say it was a lie or something but those words never came out.

Bang!

It felt like a bullet had been fired at me directly into my heart, there goes the 17 years of me fantasizing about me finding a happy ending with my mate or ever believing in love again.

"I'm a king, it's impossible to be with a wolfless girl like you and besides, your still young and all..."

Stab...stab...

The sharp words that came out of his mouth made me touch my aching chest.

"I hope you understand Becky." Were his last words before he turned, walking over to the lady he came with, leaving me hurt.

Why...what did I do so wrong? Why me?

I thought not having a wolf meant not having a mate but you gave me the best only for him not to want me, if that was the case, you shouldn't have given me one in the first place.

From then on, I realized even the moon goddess must hate me like I hate my life.

I quietly left the party and found my way home, subbing as I dragged my weak body home. I snuck into my room through the window, careful not to alert my parents that I was back. I didn't have to worry about my brothers because they were still at the party probably hooking up with a girl or whatever it is they did and quietly cried myself to sleep.

Chapter 3: Leaving.

Becky's POV

I was forcefully work up the next morning by my parents arguing.

I groned in annoyance, they do this almost all the time, always arguing but never leaving each other. It must be nice.

I used my blacked to burry myself further into my bed and counted down from three.

"Three...two...one..."

And just like that, the yelling stopped. I tussed and turned trying to sleep but it was gone.

Today was a Saturday so I woldn't have to go to school and start explaing to Cassy and Cindy why I suddenly disappeared at the party last night.

I dragged myself out of bed, took a shower, got dressed and went downstairs imto the kitchen.

My parents were all Lovie dovie in the kitchen. "Gose, I need to wash my eyes, could the both of you please stop? A kid is here."

They both burs out laughing, "You're a teenager, and 17 at that, so...no go get a boyfriend if it bothers you that much."

" A hard pass." I said taking my seat at the kitchen counter.

" That reminds me, when did you get home last night? Did you come in with any of your brothers?" Mom asked, staring at me, her right hand on her hip.

" No, I left the party early and came home. Wasn't enjoying it."

"Well we didn't hear the front door open." Mom said, now staring at me suspiciously.

"Or the back door." Dad included, standing behind my mom and staring at me suspiciously as well.

"Okay, fine. I came in through my window okay." I said fustrated.

" Why? You didn't find your mate at the party?" Mom asked. After I didn't answer, her expression changed to a mixture of sad and pity. "Oh pumpkin, it's okay, you'll find your mate someday." She said, walking towards me and pulled me in for a hug.

I couldn't tell them that I did find my mate, it's just that he didn't want me.

I hugged her because I really needed it. I couldn't bring myself to tell them about it so I'll let them believe that I didn't find my mate, but one thing is for sure, i can't stay here in the pack world for now, the memory of what the Alpha King said least night is too much to bear right now.

I have to go to the human world.

Mom pulled away from the hug and caressed my head, the look of pity, worry and sadness evident in the pained my heart even more.

"I want to go to the human world." I dropped the bomb on them.

"What?" Mom asked, staring at me shocked.

Dad stared at me for a while, understanding the look in my heart and how I felt.

"Okay, for how long?"

"5 years."

"Wow, that's...that's long but if you really want to then no problem. When do you want to leave?"

" Weekend." I said, my voice firm.

Mom looked at me, a look of hurt in her eyes and it hurt me to leave but I really need to leave the pack for as long as I can.

"I respect your discussions, anything that makes you happy, pumpkin," Mom said softly, though her voice was laced with sadness. "But five years? That's a long time away from your family, your home."

I could see the pain in her eyes, the worry, but I couldn't stay here any longer. Not with the constant reminder of my rejection hanging over me like a storm cloud. I needed to escape this place, to forget about the Alpha King and everything he said to me.

"I know, Mom," I replied, my voice softening. "But I need this. I need time away to figure things out. And I won't be completely gone. I'll visit. I promise." I said crossing two fingers behind me.

Dad nodded, stepping forward. "We understand, Becky. If this is what you feel is right, then we'll support you. The human world can be tough, though, so make sure you're prepared. Your brothers will be able to help you settle in. We'll arrange everything."

I smiled gratefully at my dad. He always had a way of understanding without needing to hear every word. He knew something was wrong but wasn't pushing for answers, and for that, I was thankful.

Mom still looked hesitant, her eyes filling with unshed tears. "Are you sure you don't want to talk about it, sweetie? I know something happened last night."

I shook my head quickly. "I'm fine, Mom. Really. I just need a change of scenery for a while. I can't explain it, but... it's what I need right now."

Mom sighed, wiping at her eyes. "Okay, if you're sure. Just... promise me you'll call. And visit. Don't go disappearing on us completely, okay?"

"I promise," I said, though the weight of my own words felt heavy on my heart. Leaving them behind for five years would be hard, but staying here would break me.

I stood from the kitchen counter, the decision made. I was leaving. No matter how painful it was to walk away from the only life I'd ever known, I had to. I couldn't face my mate-no, my rejected mate-here, not when the memory of his cold words still echoed in my mind.

"I'll start packing," I said, glancing between my parents. "I'll be ready by the weekend."

Mom nodded, her smile weak but supportive. Dad placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "We'll help you with the arrangements. Don't worry."

As I turned to head back upstairs, I heard Mom's quiet sob behind me, followed by the comforting murmurs of Dad. I clenched my fists, forcing back my own tears. This was the right decision. I needed this.

But as I reached my room and stared at the open suitcase lying on my bed, the reality of leaving the pack, my family, and everything familiar behind hit me harder than I expected.

I wasn't just leaving to find myself. I was running from the pain, from the rejection, from him.

And I didn't know if I'd ever truly be able to come back.