Zion |✔️ {featured on Wattpad Talent Scouts}

TEN

"Her name is-

"Pardon me, my King, I would like to hear her introduce herself," the Alpha speaks, causing me to find my skin pale. She just interrupted the Alpha with no regret, yet Zion seems to be collected.

"Lady Sybil," I greet, offering her a smile, only to be denied one. "I am a friend of the King's," I explain, only for her to add a short and fake giggle.

"A friend, my dear Lady Sybil, I wish you all the luck." I raise an eyebrow. "Beasts are hard to contain within formation and I'd hate to see another nightmare." What does she mean? "Plus, good luck with all this man's energy, now, I'd better be off."

The last part has me flushing even redder by the energy statement, knowing she meant sex. The rest of her greeting made me all the more scared. What does she mean by all of this?

"Alpha Shannon is a character," I express, seeing King Zion nod.

"I know, she's my cousin."

"Is she the one...Elijah, you know..."

"Got laid with? No, that is another one. Penelope is no one to mess with." I nod, greeting ready for the next Alpha as I try and go back to my origin color as I try and forget her comment relating to more mature actions.

Another twenty Alphas pass, my feet beginning to ache, my feet shifting from one foot to the other, Zion taking note of my actions as the sun begins to set. "Ah, the next Alpha awaits."

I nod, looking as the black Ranger Rover pulls up, the windows tinted pitch black as I feel my heartbeat pick up.

It's him. It's the man that caused so much pain.

I put on the mask, smiling just like I have done to every Alpha as he steps out of the vehicle, his eyes searching the palace. Those pale green eyes set upon the King, the door closing behind him as the footmen grab his luggage. Time to act like I've never met this man that should be mine.

"How many do we have left?" I ask, watching Sebastian as he makes his way up the stairs, his black hair thick and combed back gently, his toned body in a suit with the familiar bronze sash. My wolf is immediately drawn to him, almost forgetting the rejection, but it comes back to me, all the times hate and pain filled me.

"Quite the number," he replies as Sebastian reaches the top step.

"King Zion, thank you for the hospitality," he exclaims, bowing his head, his voice rich with power unlike before he was an Alpha, but nothing compared to Zion's.

Just as he passes to me, emotions flash through his eyes, but the second he sees me pleading with him to not do anything, he simply bows his head to me. "A rogue, King Zion?"

"Is that a problem?" King Zion questions, almost taking a step forward to approach Sebastian.

"It's fine, your Majesty," I state, looking to Sebastian as I force a smile upon my face. "Welcome to the palace, Alpha," I welcome, feeling myself question my every action from my smile to words. If I only had enough hate to give away the man who destroyed my life, if I only had enough hate flooding my system to see him perish by the hands of the King. But what good would his death do to me? Nothing.

"Thank you...Lady?"

"Sybil," I introduce, watching as Sebastian nods, playing along with my game as he bows his head once more and disappears into the palace.

"You do understand people will question why a rogue is, no need to get mad," I speak, my voice almost cracking as my legs begin to slightly shake. Looking back to the King, I see him scowl, letting me know he understands.

For the rest o the greeting, those pale green eyes flood my mind as I try and think of how to go through the rest of the time the Senate is here. "And that would be the last one," Zion comments as an arm wraps around my waist, leading me back into the palace walls. "By tomorrow morning we go into session and I hope to see you by my throne for the first hour or so."

I nod once more, following King Zion back through the palace halls as the Alphas have been taken to their rooms. As the secret passage opens, Zion pulls me through the doorway, my wolf on her toes as I think of Sebastian. I grew up with that Alpha and I know, that in that head of his, he is thinking of a way to talk with me. "Goodnight," I say as we arrive at my door. I can tell Zion is on edge, how he doesn't know who my mate is.

The door opens and I step through, raising an eyebrow as he stands in the doorway, wanting to come into the door. "Why did you put me in this room?" I ask, blurring out the question as Zion crosses his arms, entering the room.

"It suits you." I don't reply, but rather head towards the closet, taking down my hair in a hurry. As I shut the closet door, I peel off the dress, changing quickly into a pair of pajama shorts and  shirt. Once done, I head back out of the closet, seeing Zion there, sitting on the bed, his eyes stuck upon me as I make my way over to the massive window.

I open the curtains further, letting the moonlight flood the room as the King takes off his royal robes, rolling up his sleeves. "What do you need? I'm tired," I add.

"I need a name still, Sybil."

"You said my actions would give it away," I mumble, crossing my arms as Zion gets up, walking towards me. One foot away from me and my breath hitches slightly, my mouth running dry as he takes hold of my chin, raising it to meet his gaze.

"I could order it upon you, to release the name," he threatens, taking another step forward and his chest brushes mine. By now my neck is strained as I look into his eyes, plundering his next move.

His head lowers, his lips dangerously close to mine as I can smell his intoxicating scent. Right as his lips almost brush mine, he pulls away, heading towards the door as I'm left alone and surrounded by the cold air.

"I will see you in the morning."

"Until then," I whispered, the pale green eyes flashing through my mind, and in seconds, Zion is gone, out of the room, and out of my mind.

Only to return as I lay down, wondering how these next days will go.

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