Chapter 13

"And when has that ever stopped anyone?"

"A lot of times actually."

"Really?" Why would that stop anyone? Are his people idiots?

"Are you gay?"

What is that?

"Depends, what does that mean?"

"You're on drugs. Don't bother me until I'm done. I have an important meeting to get to. You have free range of the house, but it is in my best interest to not let you leave until I've gotten the results and can send you away without alerting anyone to your presence."

"So, I'm your prisoner?"

"Yes, no. It's differe..." I smirked.

"You misunderstood. I don't mind being your prisoner with looks like that."

"Shut up."

I couldn't help the chuckle that escaped my throat and followed him all down the hallway. There was something about him, Alpha or not, that was magnetic. His reactions are akin to winning a title, something exciting, something, exhilarating.

That's probably his room. Well, there goes my entertainment, I thought as the door closed behind him. Guess it's time to entertain myself. If I did some snooping around, I must find some sort of evidence as to who he is or where I am.

Something seems off. I've been to every continent bordering ours with my father, dragged unwillingly as a child who's rather do anything but politics. Though it was bad then, I'm grateful now that I have to take over. He taught me everything so I could be a great King. All those unwilling political meetings was what led to us being at peace with neighboring continents. Thanks to them, I don't have to prepare my people for war and I can also rule out the possibility of them going to such lengths to capture me and not kill me. That leaves the obvious answer as someone who has not entered a peace treaty with us and while I don't know how long I've been out, from what I've gathered and from what they were discussing this morning, it had only been one night- A time frame of which would be impossible to traverse to continents so far away from ours. What is also impossible is the fact that the first part of my memory doesn't seem fake so why would someone let me stay in an alley with no certainty of where I'd go next or who could be so psychic to know every move I'd have made from the moment I woke up in the Alley? No one. The answer is no one. Not even magic users can do such a thing so what the fuck happened? Is this some kind of drug that causes serious hallucinations? The guy mentioned drugs too so maybe it's something gone wrong? Did I do something that led to this?

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