Betrayed Heiress: My Second Chance Mate is A Lycan King

Alexander’s POV

TEN MINUTES EARLIER…

I can’t believe she put me up to this. Me? in a damn clown costume? Thank goodness we are miles away from the palace. If any of my subjects have seen me in this, then they are most likely to lose respect for me!

I would be the laughing stock of my very own pack.

What terrifies me most is how easily Aira convinced me to do it. That woman holds way too much power over me, and I do not like it. but at the same time I do. God, I am so confused.

I take off the clown costume and wash the makeup off my face before heading back down to the kitchen. A scowl takes over my face as my gaze falls on the balloons. I did not want to take Aira’s name down; I made all of this just for her.

Why the hell did she have to be a twin? And of an annoying, insufferable sister to top it off.

No need to worry; I knew something like this would happen. It’s a good thing I made a special plan for just her and me this evening. It’s a little surprise that I surprisingly thought of myself. All of this surprise in the kitchen with balloons and stuff was Carla’s idea. But it all seemed too plain.

Aira deserved far better. So that was what I was going to give her. It may not be perfect, but it will be close. All I have to do is make it through the day with that annoying sister of hers getting in the way, and then I shall have Aira all to myself this evening.

I almost feel excited. I have never felt this way before.

The sound of approaching footsteps fills the air, and I turn to find Ana walking in. Her eyes widen as she takes in the balloons and marvelous display of food on the counter. I notice that she has a lot more make-up than usual; it is almost done the way Aira does hers.

That is one of the very many things that distinguished the two of them. Aira’s makeup was always simple yet smokey, but Ana’s was a lot more eye-catching, attention-seeking, and shouting.

She smiled up at me after taking a look around. “This is a very beautiful baby; you shouldn’t have done all of this, really.”

Baby?

Did she just call me baby? The realization of what she was trying to do dawns on me. I thought I told this bitch not to try to act like Aira; she knew I would never kill her with Aira around. But she sure as hell is testing my nerves.

Acting all cute and trying to seduce me when her sister is just right above us? What a low blow, but I suppose it is to be expected from someone like Ana.

Maybe that is just what I need to do. Aira needs to see that her sister is still the same snake that tried to kill her. She never changed, and I know damn well that Jace never threatened her into doing anything either.

But since Aira is just going to be ignorant, the best thing I can do is play along and show Aira myself.

I plaster a smile on my face and say, “I did it all for you; I just had to make your day special.”

She places a hand over her chest, and I am impressed she is able to muster up tears. This woman’s acting skills were impeccable; no wonder she was able to fool Aira.

“No one has ever done this for me,” she says, then closes the distance between us. She takes my face in her hands and looks deeply into my eyes.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Never in my life have I wanted to throw up as much as I want to right now. But I contain myself.

“I love you,” she says, and I have to control myself from tearing her hands off her body. Her touch is absolutely repulsive! I can’t do this anymore; this is just pure disgust. I can’t even pretend to like her.

Before I can push her off me, she seals her lips with mine. It takes me a second to process what is going on. My eyes shift to the figure standing by the entrance of the kitchen, and my hands instinctively push Ana away from me.

Aira is standing by the doorway with tears streaming down her cheeks. That was by far the most painful thing I have ever seen in my life. I have never met someone who has looked at me the way she does right now.

With so much hurt, betrayal, and anger.

“Aira wait-” I start, but she doesn’t let me finish before running off.

“Uh oh,” I hear Ana say, but I do not pay her much attention. I go after Aira, and I catch up with her before she can get into a vehicle. My hands wrap around her wrist, but she spins around and slams her fist right into my nose.

There isn’t much force in her punch, but the shock causes me to let go of her wrist and stumble backwards.

“Let go of me!” she screams. My mouth opens, but no words come out. The anger and hurt radiating from her left me speechless. It is as though I could feel it myself; it was so strong and overwhelming.

“It’s not what you think! She kissed me, and she has been trying to act like you.”

“And you are telling me that you can’t tell the difference between Ana and me?” She snaps, her eyes narrowing into slits as more tears stream down her cheeks.

Sucking my lips into my mouth, I bow my head. “Yes, I can tell the difference. I wanted to show you that she wasn’t up to any good.”

Aira shakes her head, and a bitter, pained laugh leaves her lips. It feels so strange when it comes from her-so unnatural. “Oh, you definitely showed me Alexander.”

She turns her back on me, but I grab her hand once again to stop her from leaving. She tears her hand away from my grip as though I were some fire that burned her. What is this strange feeling? I have never felt this way before.

This feeling of regret.

“It wasn’t my intention to kiss her, Aira. She kissed me! You have to believe me.” I pause, and the next word that leaves my lips surprises the both of us. “Please.”

Her eyes widen slightly, but she looks away before I can even get a hint of what she was feeling. “I need some time, Alex; please just give me that.” She says it, and I don’t say anything.

Hell, what was there for me to say?

I stand there silently and watch her get into the car. She starts up the engine, and I watch her drive out of the compound until she is completely out of sight.

“Well, that was quite heartbreaking to watch, if I have to admit.”

My eyelid twitches.

Ana’s footsteps fill my ears as she approaches me from behind. My eyes remain on the spot Aira once filled.

“But on the bright side, you have me now. And trust me, I am far more fun to be with than my bore of a sister,” Ana says, coming to stand right in front of me. right at the spot where Aira once stood.

Our eyes meet, and all the color instantly drains from her face. She takes a step back, and I catch a glimpse of my reflection in her eyes.

The white in my eyes has turned pitch black, and my pupils are a striking shade of amber. My canines have elongated, and the desire for blood swirls within my eyes.

Oh, I want to do more than murder right now.

“Get out,” I say, surprised by the calmness of my own tone.

A nervous laugh leaves Ana’s lips. “Surely, you don’t mean that, right?”

“GET OUT!”

My roar shakes the ground beneath us, and Ana shrieks. Before I knew it, the monster in me was released, and he did not want any company right now. Ana lifts her dress and runs as fast as possible until she is completely out of the compound.

I stormed up to the men guarding the gate. “Make sure she doesn’t return.”

“Which one of them?” one of the guards asks.

“The one that just ran out screaming like a banshee, you idiot!” I snap, and I catch the two guards sharing a glance; they could not tell who was who among the both of them.

No matter, Ana wouldn’t dare set foot in here again. Because if she did, I would kill her. and I do not care if I have to spend the rest of my life asking for Aira’s forgiveness.

“Send three of our men after Aira; make sure they don’t lose sight of her for even a second!” I order, and they both bow their heads in submission.

I storm back into the mansion, pace it, and patiently wait for her return. The silence was driving me crazy. My feet paced the entire house until night fell. How long did she plan on staying out there? Did she even plan on coming back to me tonight?

Sighing to myself, I head out of the mansion and into the garden. The sky was completely dark now, with nothing but the full moon to provide light. My eyes fall on the little dinner I had set out for Aira and me tonight.

Two seats face each other with a table between them. There is a candle lit between the two golden platters, along with a single rose.

Tonight was supposed to be a fun day for Aira and me. Now it’s ruined.

Without thinking, I flip the table over and let its contents fall all over the floor. A furious roar leaves my lips, and never in my life have I desired another presence as much as I do right now.

Please come back to me, Aira. Please…