7 DAYS TO PROVE MY INNOCENCE TO THE ALPHA KING

7 DAYS TO PROVE MY INNOCENCE TO THE ALPHA KING

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What happens when the most powerful Alpha in the universe believes you killed his pregnant mate? You know his next move but the twist happens...you're his second chance mate. Read this story of Valerie Walter, an Omega, and the dangerous Alpha King, Ethan Hunter.

Chapter 1 Meeting him.

Valerie's POV

"GO, GO, GO!!" I screamed and looked back to see the trail of cars pursuing us.

My heart drummed in my chest as I thought of what might happen next. They were getting closer and if I was caught-no, if we were caught, we were as good as dead meat.

"Nana, drive faster. They are catching up with us!" I screamed at my younger brother.

"I'm trying my best. Stop yelling at me. I bet you can't even drive like me." He yelled back.

I sighed.

Shit.

I ran my fingers down my hair in frustration. My heart drummed faster in my chest as one of the cars pursuing was just at our tail.

"Nana!" I screamed worriedly and he drove into a corner unexpectedly causing us to lose the black car on our tail.

I sighed in relief.

The people in the area screamed and ran. It was unusual for a car to drive through that route since it was a market and always crowded.

But seeing our car and the speed it was riding, they cleared the way for us, running for their lives and screaming.

"I think we lost them." Nana said excitedly.

"Don't get too excited. We aren't safe yet."

"Alright, where are we heading to now?"

"The park. I need to make a call before we board a ship. We are leaving New York tonight."

"I didn't think it would turn out like this. I mean...we just got here."

"Shut up, Nana and just-" I couldn't finish my sentence because an unexpected force suddenly hit our car and sent it flying in the air before crashing down on the ground.

Our car had overturned and the only thing holding me in place was my seat belt. My sight was hazy, pain seared through my body and I couldn't move.

"Val...rie," I heard my brother call weakly, "They've caught us."

Those were the last words I heard before my eyes closed and my world turned black.

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My ears twitched, hearing someone humming. My eyes slowly opened and the first sight I caught was Nana. He was sitting in a chair in front of me. The ropes around him forced him to remain on the chair despite his struggles for freedom.

"Val..." He called weakly and coughed out blood. My brother was beaten to a pulp. He was all bloody and wounded.

"Nana!!" I screamed at the top of my voice. I bursted into tears. He didn't deserve this. It was my fault. I made us come to New York. How would I have known that we would be caught?

"Shut up!" I heard a thundering voice and whimpered in fear. I looked up and saw a 5'3" man standing beside me. He poked my forehead, "Don't look at me with those eyes of yours."

I looked down.

The humming in the room didn't cease. It reminded me of someone. Someone who carried death and fear with him everywhere he went. Goose bumps rose on my skin and I shook the scary thoughts off my mind.

No. He can't be the one. Why would he come after me?

The humming suddenly stopped. The short man beside me laughed and fear gripped me. He turned my chair around and I met him. The most dreadful man on earth. The Alpha of death. He was sitting right before my eyes. He began humming again.

My heart pounded in my chest. Rumor has it that whenever he hummed he was ready to kill, to destroy.

I bowed my head quickly, "Alpha King, please spare our lives." I begged, tears falling from my eyes.

He stopped humming and I sensed his gaze on me. They felt like daggers.

"One reason. Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you both." His cold voice echoed in the room. My entire body shivered under his cold deadly aura.

My eyes moved quickly in its sockets as I thought of the best answer to his question.

"We've done nothing wrong, Alpha king." My shaky voice said the only answer I could think of. My face remained down, I hadn't raised my head since the bow.

The Alpha King scoffed and I blinked back tears. He didn't buy my answer. I became more nervous.

"You did nothing wrong?" He scoffed again and stood up. The short man behind me pulled my head up and I met the King's cold gaze.

A boy walked in bearing a large framed photo in his hands. He stood before me.

"Who is she?" The Alpha King asked.

"Luna Queen." I answered nervously, recognising the woman in the framed photo.

"What is her name, dummy?" The man behind me poked the back of my head and I cringed at the pain.

"Luna Margaret." I whimpered, looking down in fear.

The boy stepped aside and the Alpha King closed in on me. His cold aura paralysed me with fear. I was almost going to wee on my pants.

"Answer my next question correctly and I will let your brother live." I nodded quickly in response to him and he continued, "Who killed her?"

I stilled.

Who killed the Luna Queen? Goddess, how the hell should I know that?

My heart beat kicked up. What should I say? I don't know.

The man behind me poked the rear of my head again, "Answer the Alpha king now."

"I don't know, Alpha. I don't know." I cried out quickly.

"Oh dear, you shouldn't have said that." The short man behind me muttered. He turned my chair back to face my brother, and the next second blood splashed on me and I saw Nana's head drop to the floor.

"NANA!" I screamed with all my strength, struggling to free myself from the chair I was tied to so I could go to my brother's body.

My heart shattered to pieces as I looked from his head on the floor to the blood pumping out of his neck.

My hair was pulled back and I heard the King's voice in my ear, "How does it feel to watch your brother die? Your head will roll too after I make you suffer. Now tell me, why did you kill my mate?"

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