My Alpha's Betrayal: Burning In The Flames Of His Vengeance

Chapter 143

53. Let’s Go Back THEON.

The Queen... Someone who fucking deserved the best, but I had marked her... The pull towards her was a storm in my mind, and although the bond was completed, all I fucking wanted to do was fuck and claim her all over again.

Seeing everyone bow to her and my mark adorning her neck had overwhelmed me with emotions that were far too many for me to process.

I was Alpha now, I felt it the moment he died, the transfer of power...

I had walked away, helping with the worst job, disposing of the dead before I had washed my hands with soap a thousand fucking times, wanting to remove the memory of Theoden from my skin.

It was strange how everyone looked to me for guidance, as if they had forgotten what I had done in the past. Was it just me who couldn‘t forgive myself?

I was now down by the coast, sitting on the edge of one of the rocky cliffs, not wanting to run into any sirens down in the water below. I just wanted peace.

I had unleashed my anger upon Theoden, but his death had taken no more than a few minutes ... He deserved far worse...

Would he go to hell? Was it enough for him? Was Mom looking down on us? Did she know all he had done? Did she think I deserve forgiveness?

And what of William and Hana De‘Lacor? Would they have forgiven me?

In those final moments of his life, I had wanted to ask him why?

Why did he fucking do this to us? We could have been a happy family. Living together and enjoying mundane things like dinner together. Thalia... she would have been on her way to becoming a woman. Meeting her mate just like Thea... 1

I licked my lips and hung my head, closing my eyes.

Was this what revenge was meant to feel like? Once it‘s over, am I simply supposed to feel lost?

My entire life had been a journey for vengeance... I opened my eyes and looked up at the sky, the rain had eased up, and only a light sprinkle fell as I stared at the shining moon.

What is my life‘s purpose now that vengeance and retribution have been dealt?

Yileyna.

Live for her.

Although it‘s what I wanted, I didn‘t deserve forgiveness... I know I kept thinking about it, but it was hard not to. I needed to be punished for my crimes too. Misguided or manipulated, it didn‘t matter... I commit crimes that I would never be able to ever simply wipe from my book of sins.

The sound of heels on the ground, and an intoxicating scent that belonged to none other than the one who was always on my mind, approached.

“Why are you here?” I asked, as I got up and turned to look at her.

I could smell the scent of her shampoo, so subtle compared to her own scent, that was already making me feel light–headed. She had showered and changed, now wearing a white shirt with several buttons opened, exposing her breasts, tucked into black pants. Her hair was open, and she had her hands in her back pockets. Looking as breathtaking and sexy as always.

Did she realise her top was getting wet, showing off the pink bra she wore beneath it?

“To check up on you, I‘m sorry I didn‘t come sooner.” She whispered as she closed the gap between us.

She placed her hand on my chest, and even through the black tunic I wore, I felt the intense pull of the bond. I had removed my armour, but I was still wearing what I had worn in the battle. Although she looked too fucking perfect to touch, I still gripped her hips. Satisfied when her head began racing 2

“I‘m sure the Queen has a lot more to put her pretty blonde head to work on.” I remarked teasingly “Mm... but you were the one filling this blonde head of mine.” She replied, poking her eyes out at me.

I didn‘t reply. Reaching up I brushed her hair back, looking at the mark that adorned her neck. One that matched mine...

“It‘s beautiful, isn‘t it?”

“Yeah, it is... but not as beautiful as you.” I murmured, brushing my fingers down her neck.

Her eyes fluttered shut, her breasts heaving as she reacted to my touch.

Fucking perfectly...

I had to focus not to let the pleasure fucking get to me, and instead brushed my fingers slowly across her collarbone, down towards her breasts. She sucked in a breath as her eyes opened, filled with love and desire, as she looked at me through those thick lashes.

“Theon…” She gripped my hand, stopping my fingers from skimming her breasts, and instead kissing my fingers, closing her eyes.

“Yileyna...” I teased in the same tone she had used.

Her eyes looked upwards to meet mine, and she stepped closer. Oh fuck....

“Yileyna. Those who have committed crimes will be trialled, and so should I.”

She frowned, searching my eyes for something, before she shook her head.

“You sided with me before victory was ours. Those in the cells are those who chose to follow Theoden for their selfish gain. You have completed your redemption Theon, when you led this army and fought for justice and good. Let it go. You are not a villain.” “I feel it‘s too easy.” I murmured looking away from her, but she refused to let me go, instead

forcing my face back to look at her. “Theon, your entire life you have been punished and groomed to become a tool for vengeance. No. You will not be punished for anything more. You are my mate, and king. Plus you have a pack that has been abused. You need to give them hope–”

“I am no king, Yileyna. As for the Pack, I was going to ask if you can take the Obsidian Shadow Pack members into the Silver Storm. There are not many.”

Her eyes filled with hurt as she nodded.

“Of course, into our pack. Theon, to run this kingdom, I need you by my side.” She whispered.

She wasn‘t going to agree and so I simply nodded, my gaze dipping to her pouty sexy lips that had been taunting me ever since she had shown up. “How are your wounds? Deliana told me that the Emperor healed you.” Her fingers brushed my chest and I nodded.

“He did, I‘m perfectly fine once again.”

“Good, consider that injury as your punishment for your crimes Theon, those injuries caused you great pain, and leave it all in the past.” I didn‘t respond. I deserved far more of a punishment, but I couldn‘t ask for anything physical when I was now bound to her.

She ran her fingers along my jaw, and I spotted the ring on her finger. My heart skipped a beat, recognising it. I looked into her gorgeous face which now held a soft smile.

“This is...”

I took her hand, looking at the ring I had once given her before I broke her trust in me entirely

“An omega had found it and kept it safe... She returned it to me earlier, saying it was the king‘s ring for his queen... People are already considering you their king, Theon.” She said softly as I kissed her knuckles.

“Doesn‘t it bring back memories of my betrayal?” I asked quietly. “Hmm? No. It brings back your vulnerability as you begged for me to side with you so I would be safe. You thought Andres was the true villain, and you thought you were doing the right thing. Although... don‘t try to throw me off a balcony again.” She frowned. “I caught you, if that helps.”

She smirked, amused, before she looked into my eyes. Her smile faded away, but the love in her eyes didn‘t vanish

“What are we, Theon?” She whispered, reaching up as she brushed her lips down my neck, flicking her tongue against my mark, sending delicious rivets of pleasure through me. Her hand travelled dangerously low, lingering on my abs. She was weakening my self–control, and the urge to ravish her was fucking making me go crazy. I yanked her head back, looking into her eyes.

“Two opposites that somehow, go... No matter how much I tried to stay away, you came back into my life, time and again. No matter what I say or do, I am unable to stop thinking about you. To the extent, I can no longer control myself.” I confessed quietly, my gaze dipping to her breasts.

“Good, because I want to be the only thing you think of.” She replied, biting on her lower lips for a second as she watched me.

“Hmm... and you wore white when you know it‘s raining... Was it your aim to seduce me?” “That depends... Is it working?” She asked as the rain began pouring harder, soaking her white shirt in

seconds. I smirked slightly as my eyes flashed, my fingers tightening in her hair as I looked down at her now almost exposed breasts. Her shirt was completely see–through, and I could make out her stiff nipples.

“Oh, it fucking worked.”

“Good, because I got a little charm put on this ring before I came to find you.” She whispered teasingly, running her finger down my chest as she looked up at me with those eyes that were going to be the fucking end of me. “So you don‘t need to hold back.” 1 Oh fuck

“Fuck You make me lose control.” I growled huskily, bending down and lapping up the water from her neck right down to her cleavage. She whimpered, pressing herself against my manhood, which was already semi–hard, as she tilted her head back. “Then lose control.” She whispered softly.

And I did. I yanked her head up as I kissed her so fucking hard. A blinding kiss that now, with the bond complete, felt something between a million fireworks and pure ecstasy. I felt fucking drunk on her.

Tasting her, touching her, kissing her. Passion and emotions wrapped around us in a cocoon, and nothing else mattered. ‘Let‘s go home.‘ Her seductive voice came through the mind link.

I knew what she meant. The one place we could truly be ourselves... I may have been the fucking villain, but I was already given heaven.