Alpha's Bite Between My Legs
Chapter 99: The King’s Name

Chapter 99: The King’s Name

Rosina was placed in a small room. The man left her there without any word and locked the door. She stood there with a deadpan expression and looked around the room.

The room had no windows, with two candles lit on each side as Rosina’s light source. It was suffocating, and Rosina tried her best to keep calm and composed. She didn’t want to think of anything else since the room opened up the memories she had closed.

"What should I do now?" Rosina stated and sat on the hard mattress. She grimaced at the texture, but she didn’t mind it since it was better than staying at the cells where all she could lay on a used straw mat.

Rosina took the thin blanket to the corner and covered her body. It was cold since her clothes were torn apart and barely covered her legs. Her stomach grumbled in hunger, but she kept it in.

’I’m used to this before,’ Rosina thought unconsciously as she curled into a small ball. That was when she realized what she had thought.

"What?" Rosina sat up. She got confused by her own words. "I’m used to what?"

Rosina’s eyebrows furrowed in disarray while trying to remember any scenario in which she had the same experience as before. A memory of her past flashed into her eyes.

Rosina was in the room back in her parent’s house. The room she had used before looked more like a cell than a room, but the memory shifted to a different place.

The place was dark, and a girl was sitting in the corner.

"Ah!" Rosina screamed and fell on the bed in shock. She grasped her head and tried to erase the memories since it gave her an extreme headache.

The place was the same nightmare she had dreamed of before, but now, she was alone. Draco wasn’t there to take care of her if something happened.

"I- I hate this," Rosina muttered to herself and stood up. Her eyes were frantically searching for water, but nothing was inside the room. Her breath started to become ragged, but there was nothing she could do than lay on the bed and suffer.

Rosina wanted to burst the door open, but she didn’t have the strength to do it since her mind was draining her to the core. It took an hour before Rosina’s body relaxed, and the tiredness led her to fall asleep.

That night, Rosina had slept well for the past few days of having insufficient sleep in the carriage.

Morning came in, but the room was still filled with darkness, and the candles were nearing their end. The door opened with a loud bang, but Rosina was still fast asleep.

"Wake up," the man who put her in that room shouted, but Rosina ignored him.

The man sighed deeply before gesturing for the two female servants to wake Rosina. The servants trembled in fear before walking toward Rosina and shaking her shoulders.

"Hmm," Rosina groaned, but she was still half asleep. Her body was so tired and lacked the energy that she wanted to lie on the bed for a couple more hours.

"Wake her up. We don’t want the King to get angry because of this," the man stated firmly, which made the servants squeak in fear.

"Miss," the servant stated and pulled Rosina’s body forward, making her woke up from the sudden movement.

"What?" Rosina whispered in a sleepy voice. Her head throbbed in pain the moment she fully woke up. This made her curl into a small ball while clenching her hair. Her actions were disregarded as the man lifted her body.

Rosina let the man carry her. She had no strength to fight back since her focus was on the pain she felt. The next thing she knew, her body was thrown into a huge bathtub filled with warm water.

"Clean here," the man stated before leaving the room. The servants hastily undressed Rosina and scrubbed her skin, which was filled with dirt from the lack of shower.

The warm water relaxed Rosina’s body, and somehow, her attention was shifted, which helped the headache subside for a little.

After fifteen minutes, the servants pulled her out of the water and dried her body. Rosina smelled herself after the servants oiled her body.

"Lilac," Rosina whispered. The servants looked at her and nodded their heads, but no one dared to speak. She noticed the fear in their eyes even though she was a captured she-wolf.

Rosina was placed in the other room, which was fancier than the room she stayed in. A dress was placed on the bed. It was a simple black dress in an A-line form with off-shoulder sleeves.

The servants helped her get dressed and did her make-up and hair as Rosina stayed still. The service made her remember how Fina and Sal did their job daily.

’I wonder what’s happening to them now,’ Rosina thought while staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her mind went to thinking about Draco and Silvio.

’Are they searching for me?’ Rosina added, but she laughed it off.

"Miss, let’s go meet the King," the servant stated and gestured for her to come with them.

Although Rosina had been pampered. The chains on her hand and feet were still intact, restricting her movement. As they were walking, Rosina looked around and realized that the place was huge.

"Is this a palace?" Rosina asked the servant on her side, but they didn’t answer her. She could see that they were trying their best to ignore her words.

’Maybe the King told them to ignore my questions,’ Rosina thought and shrugged it off since she would be meeting the King in a few seconds.

Rosina was brought in front of a massive door made of metal and stones. She could see several human bones decorating the outer surface.

The guards opened the door, revealing a vast room and a throne in the middle. A man was sitting there with his furry black robe cascading on the marble floor.

Rosina and the King locked eyes.

"My King, this is her," the man that visited Rosina earlier stated.

"I see. She looked better now," the King stated while looking at Rosina’s body.

The servants stepped back when Rosina stood in front of the King. They bowed and started walking away with their heads lowered down.

"What’s your name?" the King asked in a firm voice. Although, it was softer compared to how he talked to those lower rank than him.

Rosina pursed her lips and stared at his emerald eyes. She knew that the King was observing if she was going to lie or not.

"I’m Rose," Rosina stated nonchalantly. She didn’t want to give another name since Draco might search in the area and would be informed that she was there due to her name.

"Rose... That’s a good name," the King stated and glanced at Rosina’s auburn hair that was close to red. Somehow, he found it amusing how her name suited her, but he didn’t want to compliment Rosina in front of his subordinates.

"Since I give you my name. I want to know yours," Rosina stated. Her face showed fearlessness as she talked to their King.

The King smirked at her boldness while his minions growled. They didn’t like how Rosina talked to their King.

Rosina was unwavering by the amount of dominance radiating to the men in front of her. She knew that she could fight them all, but it would also be hard for her due to their numbers, and she needed a lot of energy to do that, but she couldn’t supply her body with nutrients.

The King growled a little. His eyes went to his men and mind-linked them.

’I want you all outside,’ the King communicated to his subordinates. He wanted to talk to Rosina privately, and he couldn’t since they would react negatively toward her.

The subordinates looked at one another before leaving the throne room, but they glared at Rosina as they passed by her.

Rosina didn’t care about their glares since the man she was interested in was sitting in front of her. The man that was the ’buyer’ of the kidnapped she-wolves.

The King stood up from his throne made of bones and walked toward Rosina. Their eyes connected and stayed that way until he was in front of her.

"I’m Pepe Allesi," the King whispered and touched Rosina’s strand of hair that covered her face and tucked it beside her ears.

Rosina bit her lips to stop herself from laughing. She thought the man’s name was scary or dominant, but it was the opposite. She cleared her throat to calm herself.

"So, you’re the King of this pack. That confused me since there is only one King in the Werewolf realm," Rosina whispered softly. Letting Pepe smell her scent from the oil the servant put in her body. She knew that Pepe had been sensing her the moment he stepped closer.