The Alpha Wants Everything Book 1 The King's Queen

Around two the next morning, Dax opened her bleary eyes and blinked. She had no idea what time it was. She had no idea where she was and she had no idea when she was. She got kidnapped to Edward and Martina’s because the bride was not allowed to see the groom until the wedding. And to help her make it through the night the girls decided she needed to drink. She refused at first, then paced herself, then came gifts….they visited Pam’s Adult shop. So she drank, she drank a lot. Her mouth tasted like cotton, her head was throbbing and fuzzy and her back hurt. And why the fuck am I upside down? Inside voice! Nyx whimpered back. Sorry Nyx! She blinked some more as she looked around the very dark room trying to take in some detail that might help clear her fuzzy head. Nothing looked familiar to her, then again she really couldn’t see anything for it to look familiar. Holy fuck did I really get kidnapped? What if he got me or they got me or someone fucking got me? Inside voice, inside voice, inside fucking voice! She went to get up and she stumbled back into the wall. Knocking into someone. Oh no! They got someone else too! Excuse me, excuse me, are you ok? Why the fuck aren’t they answering me? They can’t hear you, I can. And to answer your question. No! No! NO! I am not fucking ok! I want our mate! I want Ky! Where the fuck is Ky! Ok Nyx hold on don’t panic we’ll find him! How can you find him when you can’t even find you? That’s not very nice. I can find me, I’m just a little fuzzy on my whereabouts right now. She stumbled some more only to fall into the other person in the room, and something hit the ground. Feeling around for it in the dark, she could only hope she bumped a light. When her fingers brushed past something, she grabbed it. What the fuck is this? I don’t know, I can’t see it! What the fuck? Her fingers felt around the object in her hands, roundish but kinda oval. What the fuck is this? Her fingers moved furiously over the object in her hands.

“Hey, hey excuse me!” Why the fuck isn’t this person answering me? Dax was starting to panic now. She was trapped in a room with no light and she couldn’t see anything and the only other person in the room was giving her the fucking silent treatment. She reached out for the other person and crashed into their chest.

“Oops sorry!” But it didn’t stop her from trailing her other hand up. Arms, shoulders, neck, he…. Where the fuck is the head? What? There’s no head, there’s no fucking head! Realization dawned on her what she was now cradling in her casted arm. She took their head off when she crashed into them.

“Oh shit! Oh fuck! Oh shit, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Please don’t be mad. Please, I didn’t meant to.” She blurted trying to put the head back on. How was she going to explain to anybody that she decapitated someone?

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! Please don’t be mad, please. You can’t tell anybody I did this, but please don’t be mad” Busy trying to put the head back on and apologizing for taking it off Dax didn’t notice the door to the room opening behind her.

“Dax?” That voice was familiar, causing her to turn and look at who was standing there.

“LYDIA! You get kidnapped too?”

Kane woke the next morning, no weight on his chest, he was alone in the bed. Sleep was not easy for him, he tossed and turned without her in the bed with him, the covers were tangled around his legs and he released a deep displeased growl. Her scent though hung in the air was not as strong as it would be if she was in the room with him. He was completely alone and he did not like it. Who’s fucking idea was this? Ky grumbled. What idea? That the groom can’t see the bride until the wedding? Apparently it’s a human tradition! Its a stupid tradition! I agree! I want our mate! I do too! Let’s go fucking get her then! What was really stopping him? He could just go get her. She was at Edward and Martina’s. He looked towards the bathroom, the thought of showering without her, displeased him even more. This is fucking bullshit! Ky too seemed pissed about this. I don’t think you’re supposed to wake up on your wedding day grumpy! Stupid humans and their stupid fucking traditions! We’re past grumpy! I want our mate! The fight with the covers to untangle his legs ended with him just shredding them to gain his freedom. Someone else is grumpy! Fuck you! Kane stomped to the bathroom. Nope he really did not like this one little bit. He cursed the whole time in the shower, cursed the whole time he was getting dressed and cursed the whole way to his office. This does not look like where our mate is staying! Ky barked at him.

“Someone looks a little grumpy” Johnny quipped as he watched Kane drop into his chair.

“I’m not grumpy” He grumbled,

“Someone sounds grumpy” Damon agreed

“I’m not fucking grumpy” Kane snarled at them.

“Tell me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think you’re supposed to wake up grumpy on your wedding day” Johnny was trying not to crack a grin. Damon was already fighting back his laughter.

“Fuck you both!” Kane put his head down. Where is our mate dumbass? Do you see her anywhere? Cause I sure as fuck don’t! Ky snarled at him in his head. Kenneth and Marco walked into the office to see Kane face down on his desk.

“Someone a little grumpy this morning?” Kenneth asked.

“Probabilmente perché non ha avuto il suo addio al celibato….bachelor….party” Marco said.

“Yeah! What the fuck happened with that?” Damon asked, looking at Johnny. They all looked at Johnny.

“The fuck you looking at me for? I helped set up a damn wedding in less than 24 hours, no one said anything to me about a fucking party?” He snapped in defence.

“You have no idea what that is?” Kenneth asked, Johnny just shook his head throwing his hands in the air.

“L’ultima notte di dissolutezza con i ragazzi prima che diventi un uomo frustato!” Marco explained,

“English Marco!” Damon grumbled,

“Last night of debauchery with the boys before he becomes a whipped man! He wouldn’t be able to put that into English.” Kenneth translated for him

“Si!” Marco said, nodding his head.

“The best man is supposed to set it up. Human tradition” Kenneth told Johnny, again he could only shrug. They celebrated werewolf traditions, what the fuck did he know about human wedding traditions.

“If I’m not mistaken Dax had a bachelorette party last night. Carter is going to be dealing with a not so happy Luna today” Kenneth added,

“What exactly happens at a bachelor/bachelorette party?” Kane asked rather curiously when he heard his mate had one.

“Drinking….a lot of drinking and….uh….” Damon looked away, he’s been to a few.

“And what Damon? You seem to be the resident expert” Kane looked at him.

“They might have strippers” Damon mumbled the last part. Kane was already pissed the fuck off. They didn’t need him going off.

“What? They have what? I didn’t quite hear the last part you mumbled through” Kane asked him to repeat himself. Johnny was trying not to crack up. Damon sat stone stiff, he did not want to repeat himself.

“Damon what did you say?” Damon just shook his head, while the others in the office started laughing at him.

“Spogliarelliste!” Marco said with a grin,

“If that is what I think that is there better not have been any at her party” Kane said, glaring at Damon.

“You guys are fucking assholes” Damon grumbled, and the room erupted into laughter.

The next time Dax woke up she was in a room in a bed. She went to sit up only to lie back down and cover her face. Her head was pounding, the light was too bright and her stomach was threatening to reveal everything. What the fuck happened? Her memory was fuzzy. No, your memory is blank! Then you tell me what happened! I don’t know, mine’s a little blank as well! Great, something happened last night and she had no recollection of it. She lay there for a few more minutes willing the pounding to diminish and her stomach to stop churning. What do we remember? Um….Kane proposed! Good start! Then we went back to the pack house, then….I was kidnapped by Lydia and the girls and brought to Edward and Martina’s! Ok, we know where we are. Why were we brought here? Something about not seeing the groom till the wedding and a party. There was drinking….a lot of drinking and something about pancakes! Ok, so we can say that we were taken hostage by our friends, fed alcohol and they used your pancake addiction as a lure to keep you here and stop you from going to find the groom and jump his bones in your drunken state! Yup! I want our mate, what sort of stupid idea is it to keep the bride away from the groom? Human wedding tradition! It’s a stupid one, now we have to shower alone! Fuck, that’s bullshit! Dax huffed and tried again to get out of the bed. Her body felt heavy but she managed to pull herself up and into a sitting position. She looked towards the bathroom and then looked around the room. She was in Kane’s old room, and a sense of relief flooded her. She saw two aspirin and a glass of water sitting on the table beside her, and she greedily grabbed it, popping the pills and downing the water. Now to shower! Without our mountain wolf! This is bullshit! Dax huffed again and pulled herself from the bed.

Kane was standing on the front lawn hoping to catch any sight of her. He was pathetic, how was he supposed to go the whole day without seeing her? Who says we can’t? Who indeed, who was really going to stop him from going to see his mate? Only stupid people! She was going to the warehouse, he could go to the warehouse too. See mate, get our shower! Yeah, that was fucking bullshit this morning, he hated his shower. He fucking hated every minute of it! Can shower with her at the warehouse, she always gets herself very messy! Yes she does, especially if she’s painting, or drawing, or using clay! Art is messy! And he could clean her up. She does have to be clean for our wedding! The fuck we waiting for? Kane went to move to the garage when he ran into Damon and Johnny.

“Where the fuck you off too?” Johnny asked, a knowing look on his face.

“Nowhere!” Kane replied,

“Uh huh! You sure about that? Wouldn’t be to go and see a certain white haired little feisty pants?” Johnny pushed,

“No!” Kane answered a little too quickly,

“Uh huh! Sounds like someone’s already whipped” Damon added.

“Fuck you both!” Kane didn’t want to deal with them right now, he wanted to go see his mate.

“Carter said she’s hurting this morning,” Damon replied, trying to bite back his laugh.

“Why what happened?” Kane grew concerned, now he really wanted to go see her. Did someone do something to his mate?

“Relax, not that kind of hurting. She’s a little hungover. Carter said she crawled into the back of the SUV and told him to drive very slowly and make no sudden movements.” Damon explained,

“What the fuck happened?” Kane asked again. His baby was sick and now he wanted to take care of her. Let’s go dumbass our mate needs us! Ky huffed.

“You might want to hear it first hand from the girls about what happened last night. Cause they’re pretty sure feisty pants don’t remember a thing” Damon said pushing him back into the house.

Sitting back behind his desk, he would give them 20 minutes and then he was going to see his mate and no one was going to stop him. She was sick and she needed him.

“What happened?” He asked the four women sitting in his office holding cheshire cat grins. Wait, where’s the other two? Ky asked.

“Where’s Magda and Katalina?” He added, their grins getting bigger.

“First off, there were no strippers” Jackie put that out there right out the gate. Somehow that didn’t make him feel better.

“Magda and Katalina are sleeping off their hangovers. Being the only other two that could drink, they didn’t want Luna doing it alone.” Tamara offered. How thoughtful! He thought.

“She started off protesting, but then went slow.” Seraphine added.

“Then came the gifts!” Lydia stated, pressing her lips together.

“Gifts?” Kane asked, the girls all shared a look.

“We might have done a little….shopping….Luna told us about the red lace panties” Lydia explained. His eyes widened. They went to Pam’s Adult Shop! Who’s excited for gifts? I am! Me too!

“Then she started drinking more, and became a little insistent that she was going home to see you. Edward bribed her with pancakes to stay at the house” Jackie said, nodding. Our mate could be bought for pancakes? Don’t judge, you bribe her with dessert! Shut up!

“Then she got even more insistent that she was going, and pancakes were not working, so to get her to stay and not get lost in the woods, Edward told her that you were hiding somewhere in the house and she had to find you.” Seraphine was trying not to laugh, as she heard Tamara beside her giggling. Damon and Johnny were about to burst behind him as they listened to the events of last night again.

“She searched the whole house….twice before she somehow locked herself in the attic. We don’t know how she did that. Dad wasn’t sure how she did that either.” Tamara added, trying to keep her head ducked as her smile got bigger and bigger.

“Yeah, that’s impossible to do, the attic doesn’t have a lock on it” Johnny agreed.

“Edward got the attic open and we found her passed out, so we just kind of left her up there. She was safe and not trying to wander into the woods. We checked on her frequently, but she was good.” Jackie said.

“We heard a crash around two this morning and I went to check on her….” Lydia was trying really hard not to laugh, but it kept slipping out.

“What was the crash?” Kane asked,

“She fell into Momma’s dress form….” She shook her head, she was really trying, she was the only one that could tell him this part.

“And when I opened the door she was trying to put the head back on while apol….apologizing to it….and….and….asking for it to not be mad at her and not tell anyone she did it. Then asked if I got kidnapped too.” Lydia broke out laughing, Tamara had tears streaming down her cheeks. Jackie and Seraphine couldn’t even look at Kane. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open a little.

Johnny and Damon both erupted. They howled the first time they heard it as well, but it just got funnier.

“She….she decapitated a dress form and asked it not to tell anyone?” Kane asked, trying to fully understand what the hell happened in the attic. The girls could only nod, speaking was past them now. Our mate was taken from us last night. Drank a shit ton of booze even though she’s not much of a drinker. Opened who knows what from an adult shop, but probably red lace panties. Got bribed with her pancake addiction to stay in the house. When pancakes stopped working they tricked her into playing hide and go seek with us, and we didn’t even get to fucking play. Then got locked in the attic that you can’t get locked in and killed a mannequin! Ky said, summing up the events of the evening. Sounds about right! Kane couldn’t help it, he broke out laughing. He could just picture everything they told him and the beheaded mannequin was just the cherry on top for him.

“Oh fuck!” Damon howled out using the heel of his hand to wipe his eyes. “Feisty pants finally has a story you can sit around and laugh about and she doesn’t even remember it.”

“It’s ok, I’m not sure anyone will have an issue helping with the details” Johnny choked out.

“Are you sure you’re ok Luna?” Carter had asked that question 6 times since they got to the warehouse. He asked a few times on the drive over, only to receive her muffled replies that she was fine and for him to drive slower. She felt green, this is why she didn’t drink, she didn’t handle the next day very well at all. This was only her second hangover and she wasn’t a fan of the first one. She would rather have the liquid from the amber bottle poured on an open wound than deal with how she was feeling, at least after a while the pain from that went away. The rolling nausea just kept coming, the pounding headache seemed to get louder and the lights were way too bright.

“Never again, Carter. Never fucking again” She muffled with her head down on one of her work tables. She wanted to crawl on the surface and just go to sleep for the rest of her life. If this is what death feels like, take me off the waiting list….no fucking thank you! Nyx had been quiet since the shower, she was pouting that she didn’t get to see their mate, and giving her the silent treatment. Like it was her fault that this was happening, she didn’t ask for anyone to follow human traditions. That was their own idea. It was a stupid fucking idea. She wouldn’t have drunk her weight in booze, she wouldn’t have forgotten most of the night and she would have gotten her shower with Kane this morning. I’m gonna be mad at everyone!

“Ok Luna, time to get up” Carter said, lifting her to her feet.

“No, leave me die!” She grumbled,

“Come on Luna! You have to walk around and get it out of your system. Keep moving and you’ll feel better.” Carter insisted, as he started moving her.

She clung to him as he forced her to walk the full perimeter of the warehouse over and over again. He wouldn’t let her sit, he wouldn’t let her stop, they kept walking and walking in one giant rectangle. He pushed water, but kept her moving forward.

“You’re getting married today Luna!” Carter said, looking down at her.

“I’m getting married today!” She smiled, then her eyes widened. “Holy fuck! I’m getting married today!” She looked down at herself, she felt awful, fuck knows what she looks like. She was trying to smooth her hair down, she didn’t even bother brushing it after her shower she was too grumpy this morning.

“You look fine!” Carter said, trying to assure her.

“Fine….fine! I feel like death warmed over, I don’t think I look fine at all.” Dax was frantically trying to comb the knots out of her hair with her fingers only to get them tangled.

Carter grabbed her hands to stop her from pulling a chunk of her hair out, untangling her fingers in the process.

“Breathe Luna! You look beautiful. Alpha is not going to care, that your hair is messed up, and you’re a sickly shade of green. He would marry you right here, right now. The only reason he is not, is because he wants you to have the fairy tale wedding that you deserve.” Carter told her, holding her hands.

“I look sickly green?” She asked him,

“Not so much anymore, but we should keep walking.” Carter tried not to nod his head, but couldn’t help it. She did look a little green still.

“Thanks Carter.” The sarcasm dripped from Dax’s words as she just glared at him. He needs to work on his pep talks!

They walked the warehouse for another hour and a half and she was lost in thought. She was getting married today, something she thought would never happen. Then again she never thought a lot of things would happen.

“Are you supposed to be nervous on your wedding day?” She asked,

“Having second thoughts about marrying Alpha?” Carter asked her,

“No, that is the only thing I am sure of. Everything else….” She left it there as she inhaled a deep breath and released it. She was to become not only a wife tonight, but a Luna.

“Everything else is going to be fine. You will make a great Luna, you don’t take shit from people, firm but gentle, commanding when you need to be. You care for the members of this pack, treat everyone equally and have taken the time to get to know them. There is no hard set way to be the Luna of a pack Luna. You have been acting as a Luna for sometime and you don’t even realize it. You’ve earned the respect, without demanding it. This pack is proud to call you their Luna. I’m proud to call you my Luna.” Carter told her.

“I’m gonna fall on my face,” Carter laughed and shook his head.

“I’ll be there, I’ll make sure you don’t fall.” Carter replied,

“You’re going to walk me down the aisle?” She looked up at him. Up until then she thought she was walking down the aisle by herself.

“Damon and I are. I don’t like suits, they’re not really my style, but you are my sister and for you, I will wear a suit” Carter said. Her face lit up as she hugged him.

“Thank you Carter”

“Come on Luna, couple more laps around the building then we can get something to eat and head back to the pack house.” She huffed and groaned, but followed him around the building.

Donny was sitting in the town square hoping to catch sight of either the tall one or his angel. He drove by her warehouse so he knew she was there, but she had not made an appearance in town in a few days. She frequents the diner for her food, but he has yet to see her. He was starting to grow concerned that this might just be a ruse to draw whoever was trying to get her out. He had to admit that it was a pretty good one, the tall one is obviously smart. So if this was a ruse then the tall one had to be in town, so where the fuck was he? Not like he could hide amongst the town folk, he stood out too much, but then again as he looked around, there were a lot of tall people in town. Now that he thought about it, this town was flooded with tall people. He had never noticed it before, his focus had always been on his angel. Did all these tall people know the tall one? Not only were they tall, some of them were rather large. Intimidatingly large!

The more he watched the people of this town, the more he was certain they knew who the tall one was. They only communicated really with each other, seeming to have a language only they understood. A head nod here and a look there. A silent communication happening amongst them. What could they possibly be communicating about that they don’t want others to know? Was something special going on today? Sure this town had festivals and fairs, but this seemed to be something else, something really big. There was electricity in the air today, something was going on and the tall people all seemed to know about it. His curiosity was piqued, he would head to the diner and find out. That seemed to be the place people went to gossip. Besides he was getting a little hungry, and he was sure Magnus would be starving, he hadn’t fed him since yesterday.

The bell above the diner ringing alerted the old woman behind the counter. Shifting her attention from her oversized cook to him she gave him a brief nod and he went to find somewhere in the diner to sit. No one really paid him much attention, some would offer a smile or a slight nod of the head, but for the most part they kept to their business. He was grateful for that. Kent’s death was old news and they were onto new gossip now. The police were at a stand still with the case, no clues as to who would have done this or why they did it. Kent was well liked and well respected and no one had a bad word to say about him. Except Kent was a fucking traitor, and he had every reason to do what he did. Just like he has every reason to kill Magnus and the tall one. He was lost in his own thoughts when the bell above the door rang again. The diner fell silent and all eyes turned in the direction of the newest customer. Whispers started flying and he heard bits and pieces, but he brushed them off. He was not really in the mood for this town’s pathetic source of entertainment until he caught sight of white hair.

His head snapped in the direction and it was like something was listening to him, rewarding him for the work he was doing. There she was his angel, his gift. She was with only one bodyguard, he seemed to be her regular one. He wasn’t as big as the others but something about how he stood told him he was not one to be messed with. His attention turned back to his angel, but something was off about her, she did not quite look like herself. Was she ill? Her hair was unkempt, like it hadn’t seen a brush in days. Her face was pale and had a slight green tinge to it. Her clothes were wrinkled and he was pretty sure her shirt was not only on inside out but it was backwards and belonged to a man. A very large man! Why was she wearing a man’s shirt? What happened to her? Where was she, that she needed to wear a man’s shirt? The more Donny saw the angrier he was starting to become. What the fuck did the tall one do to his angel? He had to leave, he had to get out of the diner, he could not bear to see his angel in this much distress. With a last look at her over his shoulder, he saw her touch the back of her neck and look around the diner. She always knew when he was there, and that thought brought him a sense of calm as he disappeared into the crowd of people.

“Carter called, they’re 10 mins away” Damon said as he walked into the office.

“Nervous big guy?” Johnny asked Kane as they all stood in the office getting ready. Kane was fighting with his stupid tie and he was getting quite pissed off at it. Small growls were escaping as he tied it and retied it.

“Told you we should have gotten him a clip on” Damon quipped as he pushed Kane’s hands out of the way so he could do it.

“Cause you’re doing a better job” Kane fired at him when he saw what Damon did. He untied it again and threw it on the desk, he wasn’t wearing the stupid thing.

“Someone’s a little nervous,” Edward said as he walked into the office holding a bottle of whiskey. Kane looked utterly grateful when he saw it. He would never admit it, but yes, yes he was nervous. He’s stayed away from her all night, he stayed away from her all day. He wasn’t entirely certain what he would do when he finally got to lay his eyes on her again. Stayed away? They kept us away from her! Ky was pissed the fuck off.

Everytime he tried to leave the pack house someone else needed something from him. They forcefully kept him here and away from his mate. Stupid fucking tradition! Edward poured him a glass and he down it in one shot. The amber liquid burned his throat the whole way down, but he didn’t care.

“Easy big guy!” Damon quipped as he accepted the glass from Edward.

“This is why we don’t do human traditions. At least not all of them, you can feel Ky’s anger through the whole link.” Edward nodded. “You can’t force mated werewolves apart, the pull to be together is too strong” He added as he poured him another glass. Kane downed that one as well, and only slightly started to feel better. He might just not rip her clothes off in front of everyone now. Slightly better!

Edward picked the bow tie up off the desk and stood in front of Kane.

“Your father couldn’t tie his own either, nor could your mother. One of us had to perfect this, so the honour fell to me. I clearly did not pass that on. Get in line you two.” Edward said as he tied and looked at both Johnny and Damon. “He would be proud of you son, they both would be” When Edward finished he stepped back so Kane could see himself in the mirror. Kenneth, Marco and Marcus walked into the office as Edward was finishing with Johnny’s bow tie.

“Of course you two know how to do it” Damon grumbled as Edward started on his. Kenneth could only laugh, as Damon stood there looking like a little kid getting his tie fixed.

“Qual è il problema Damon? Anche Marcus sa come annodare un papillon. Anche Edward deve allacciarti le scarpe? (What’s the problem Damon? Even Marcus also knows how to tie a bow tie. Does Edward have to tie your shoes too?)” Marco looked at him,

“English Marco” Damon huffed,

“You actually don’t want him to say that in English” Kenneth replied as he put his hand on Marco’s shoulder and shook his head. Kane and Johnny broke out laughing.

“What’s that guy’s problem with me?” Damon asked, “The fuck I do to him?”

“Believe it or not Damon, if he didn’t like you he would simply ignore your presence in the room.” Kenneth told him, and Marco just cracked up at the look on his face.

“Great, can he like me in English” Damon fired back

“Awpah, Awpah” Marcus let go of his dad’s hand and ran to Kane, he scooped him up and placed him on his hip.

“Hey little man” Kane replied to him,

“We geddin marred today” He said excitedly,

“I’m getting married” Kane told him,

“Me too!” Marcus said nodding his head,

“You are? Who are you marrying?” Though he had a feeling he already knew the answer.

“Yuna!” He stated matter of factly. Kane looked at Marco, he could only raise his shoulders.

“I….try,” Marco said, not really sure of what else to say.

“You and I need to have a little chat,” Kane said to the little boy.

“Not today. Today we geddin marred.” Marcus told him, shaking his head. Ky was howling in his head.

“Good luck to both of you” Edward said as he poured another round of drinks.

“I has some!” Marcus asked as he watched the men take the drinks.

“Sorry little man, this is only for the bigger boys” Damon said to him

“Fancuwo!” Marcus huffed, they all looked at Marco.

“Don’t….say that….near….tua madre, lei colpito mio nuovo!” Marco replied, and the office erupted into laughter once more.