Trevor's POV

I got her, King. Cole says through mind link.

Bring her to me. I command him.

My wolf is content, but also on the other hand very jealous of Cole.

He is touching what is mine and my wolf has been yearning for her touch for days. My beautiful mate must be so confused and upset. I internally whimper at that thought.

Round up the troops and head back to the castle. I order my warriors.

In a flash, Cole appears with my stunning and gorgeous mate resting on his back. The mix of her lavender scent with the disgusting scents of the faux alpha and Landon are on her too.

She will need to be washed to rid her of those tacky scents.

Cole nears me so I can pick her up. "Lets leave before this faux alpha realizes I have taken what is mine back." Cole nods in agreement.

I switch to my wolf and rest my angel on my back. My wolf is even more pumped and encouraged to run faster knowing we are reunited with our mate and she is safe in our reach.

*** We finally make it back home to my castle. Finally.

I place my queen on our bed and leave the room.

I go to my beta, Derek to briefly discuss with him our next moves to demolish that sadistic kingdom.

Cole appears out of no where. "Alpha King." He bows. "I'm listening." I state.

"Sir, I was able to figure out who the faux king is..." He trails on. "Who?" He takes a deep breath, "It's your brother, Marcus." I nod coldly.

Of course its my half brother, Marcus. He is petty that he's not in line to be king.

"Thank you Cole. You showed great loyalty to your kingdom. I will praise you in great wealth and title once we are clear of my greedy half brother." I say and he nods.

"Thank you, my king." He says and walks out of the room. I turn toward Derek. "I appreciate your support of protecting my mate."

"Thanks, Trevor." He says.

We discuss our plan in discrete. No one needs know to know of it yet.

You see, my half brother Marcus is jealous. Jealously can be used for good or evil. In the sense of my devious brother, he wants power. But more importantly a mate. My, mate.

Marcus always thought he would be next in line for royalty. He betrayed our loyalty once he killed our dad and my mother. We share the same father, and I've thought Marcus was gone for good.

Marcus is selfish. He genuinely believed himself to be all so pleasurably attracting. With his dirty blonde hair, you wouldn't of known we were related.

Marcus was cruel and emotionless when he killed my parents. But that wasn't the unspeakable thing he did to severe our ties. He did something more worst.

Marcus killed his mate.

That was the cherry on top for me to turn him into a rouge.

I genuinely pitied his mate. She was human, and her name was Selene. She had no idea of the werewolf realm. Marcus killed my parents before meeting her.

He dragged her in our world like a snake. He was abusive and repulsive. Before I was crowned king, I had no hold over him. I couldn't protect Selene and I regret every day since then.

Humans gave me a vulnerable side I have never understood. When the Moon Goddess gifted me Jasmine, all of the pieces came together.

Poor Selene.

I was not sure of how he killed her, but it made Marcus turn a cold shoulder and bought him time. He had too much time and revamped himself into this 'alpha king' . I scoff.

There was no chance that monster was ever going to lay a hand on my queen again. My Alpha Queen is back, and I have never felt so much relief in my life.

Thinking about this predator, wants me to sink my teeth in him now and to kill him. He manipulated people in my pack to turn against me.

I can show them who can be crueler. As this is a fight till the end. A fight I will not give up easy.

Shaking my thoughts, I look up to Derek.

"I believe we have our plan formed. Tomorrow, we shall engage at our target. I want him dead for his crimes." I say venomously.

"He needs to be destroyed to bring peace to the kingdom." Derek agrees.

I nod. "Leave me. I must check on your queen." He bows and exits without a word.

Knowing everyone for centuries leaves us with not much to say. Even as my second in command.

I storm out of the room anxiously. I need to see my angel.

I go to my room to see Jasmine awake. I smile. "Where am I?" She asks with fluttering eyelids. She is tired, dazed and confused.

I walk over to her and sit next to her. "I'm apologize for this." She looks at me, "How did you find me? I don't get it. I was with a scary king..." She mumbles as tears begin to stream down her beautiful cheeks. I carefully take my palm, brushing the tears away with my thumb. The sparks erupt at my touch, and I feel the attraction strengthen.

My wolf is pleased, however, she still reeks of mutts.

"Shhh, angel. Go wash up, and then we shall speak." She nods and stands up. "I have clothes for you in the bathroom. Take your time, beautiful." She walks to the bathroom, "Thanks." She mutters and closes the door behind her. I sigh.

I can't wait to destroy Marcus.

I just wanted to love her and welcome her to my realm with open arms. This drama and tension with my brother cannot continue any further.

Thankfully, I'll have centuries with my queen for all of eternity.

I hear the shower turn off and Jasmine comes out in the clothes I left for her.

With her dripping wet brown hair and beautiful smile, I am in awe.

She's so beautiful.

"Now explain." She says. She looks relieved after the shower, as I'm sure it was needed for her and the trouble I put her through.

"My half brother, Marcus is a fool." I begin bitterly. Her eyes widen, "He is your half brother?" I nod.

"Yes, he has always been jealous of me and my position in my business." She rolls her eyes.

"I already know that Marcus is a 'king' so don't lie to me about your 'business'." Oof, I forgot that my little human is oblivious to the werewolf world and believes we are fighting for power of royalty.

"You are correct." I give her a small smile. "But that is not everything."

My wolf and I are petrified that she will reject us.

She cocks her eyebrow, "Mmhm. Well there needs to be a clearer explanation to why I was kidnapped!" I nod, in agreement.

I give her a smirk, "I told you, your pathetic friend Landon was no good for you." Jasmine frowns.

"He tricked me... But he told me he was captured and forced to by Marcus."

"He is a dead man." I say emotionless. The wolf in me was prying to come out. Fear crosses her expression.

"N-no." She whimpers, my heart melts.

"Marcus leaves me no choice but to give Landon severe consequences for taking what is mine." She now looks confused.

"What did he take?" She asks curiosity twinkling in her eyes.

"You."

"Me?" I nod in response.

"I need to tell you, everything." I say, taking a deep breath. Why am I so nervous of telling her shes my mate?

The answer to my question was clear, I was afraid she was going to reject me.

"Okay..." She mumbles, waiting for my explanation.

"You are my mate." I say softly. Again, she is so innocent and confused and she looks at me.

"Mate? What's a mate?" I give her a nervous chuckle.

"The Moon Goddess paired me up with you, as my forever soulmate. I can not ever hurt you, only to provide for you and love you..." I trail off, waiting for her reaction. She nods, anticipating me to continue. I can tell she is trying to process all of this information.

"I am a werewolf." As those words slipped through my lips, my angel looks at me bewildered.

"You're a-a- what?" I nod, "A werewolf. But not just any werewolf- the Alpha King of all Werewolves." Her cheeks that were once rosy, slip of its red color.

"H-how is that possible?" She asks examining me. She places her hand up to my face. I basically melt into her palm as she is tracing me up and down, dazed in a fantasy.

"I have been living for centuries and I finally found you. I found you when you were born. I didn't want to rip you from your family and innocence. I know this is a lot, but this is all happening because you now almost of age to be my Alpha Queen." My angel looks as if she was going to pass out.

"Prove it." She asks in disbelief. "Do you want me to show you my wolf?" She nods hesitantly.

"I will. Promise not to scream or run away. My wolf does love the thrill of the game of chase." She shudders at my response and I frown.

I begin stripping myself of my clothes. "I suggest you close your eyes or turn around, if you don't want a show." The red color returns to her cheeks and she blushes, covering her eyes.

Bones cracking and fur sprouts out from my human skin to transform into my large black wolf.

With one look at me, it was enough for my angel to faint.

My wolf whimpers as her closes her eyes in shock and falls onto the bed.

I hope she will accept us. My wolf lets out a sad howl in agreement.