Richard: revenge of the Alpha king

bit abo

g about myself. My name is Richard Smith, son of King Smit

so myself, quite handsome. I had always wished I could rock br

nger sister Becky burst into my room. She had that mischievou

ove them already!

now who she was talking abou

tending to be unint

annoyance. "Mr. Jude and his family, especially Au

cally and brought out a dress from behind her bac

here because they were stranded. How come she's bought you a dress,d

olled her eyes. "Maybe it was hers. She loves

nable to hide my amusem

nt. I couldn't help but smile a little. Becky had a way of

family. There was something about them, som

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s unattractive as his character. Short and round, he

h. His wife, Zainab, was stunning.a beauty that often m

early thirties, she was a bit younger than my mother, but

t said a lot about Jude's influence, having someone like Clinton in his corner. But what

mething about it felt off. Was he trying to

roof that someone else was still in there. My thoughts churned, spinning wild possibilities.

might have been if I weren't a prince. Would the world look at me diff

I want to study,will

wed me like shadows,

me back to the present. I hurried toward the

e friend of mine, his voice raised in an

knowing fully well it was only for the king?"

frozen, unab

her expression a mix of di

ould you?"

ammered, his gaze shifting toward h

commanding attention. His eyes locke

?" he asked, his vo

efore he could utter a w

room," he or

th a heavy sigh, he slowly turned,

rs older than him. All he ever did was obey

I really felt for him. His door was right next to mine, so I could hear the soft sobs and the s

r if Jude even cared abo

irmed that Jude was even more

ou know? But that night, I decided to

at one-hour intervals, shaken by a recurring nightmare that wou

ttered around me,I was in chains,helpless an