The Alpha King's Heart
The Alpha King’s Heart – Chapter 143

Ethan’s house, lit from within, stood at the far end, close enough for her to watch.

Kate could see his silhouette moving about in his bedroom and she stood in silence, watching, soon to head directly there. She would have to explain why she was hurt and why she had come here. She braved another step, then immediately sensed a variant presence in his house, it was different from the female servants. She searched with her sharp eyes and finally confirmed the reason for her dissatisfaction.

Nestled on the bed in his bedroom was a woman, Danielle. The window was wide open and everything was revealing. Kate had been the one to compel her to forget what happened when she was lost in the night. Kate had done this kindness to get Ethan to focus on everything but Danielle.

Kate watched in wondrous suspense. Danielle was sitting in his massive white bed dourly as if unsatisfied with something. That perfume she wore only meant trouble and Kate

scowled, then hopelessly cowered, fearing the worst.

Ethan was still by the balcony. She was jealous, so jealous but there must have been a reason why Ethan had allowed her to stay up late at his house. Probably because she related her loss of memory and he felt indebted as a gentleman to offer comfort. A canning and desperate move……

Kate could see Danielle loosening her diamond necklace, then take off her wristwatch in an ordered fashion. That dress was anything but innocent and right when she thought this, Danielle began a playful series of hand stroking. First down her chest

then slowly and carefully up her legs.

Horrified, Kate muffled an angry scream. What was that woman doing?

A steadily escalating sense of defeat gripped Kate. It was clear now that Danielle was going to use every tactic possible to win Ethan over even if it meant throwing herself at him.

Danielle then decided to take it a step further. She got to her feet and unpinned her hair and afterwards slid out of her dress. Now she was completely nude and there was no telling the extent of her passionate desires. A body like hers was the

kind to make men go nuts. The mere thought of Ethan giving in to this temptation was painful. It hurt as if she had the right to claim him from Danielle. She had no right to be this overbearing and protective. Kate was in fright. What if he touched her as he did with her? He would k**s her with intent and own her right away. Kate winced, touching her lips and vaguely attempting to imagine that moment, the one when her body had stiffened

and lost control from his breath alone.

What Danielle was doing was no mistake. This must have been her plan for a long time, to have Ethan lay with her, but who wouldn’t want to?

Ethan sighed and took steps back into the bedroom, Kate was already out of breath. She should stop this, right away.

Danielle heard the footsteps and laid herself on the bed. Kate sprung for a better view, losing her mind,

‘No! Don’t do it’ she heard herself screaming in her head but it was of no use.

Ethan’s house, lit from within, stood at the far end, close enough for her to watch.

This was all too much, she could not look. She did not realize she was already in tears. What was happening to her pride? She immediately looked away. She began

tottering in the opposite direction, completely and utterly provoked.

Danielle had just crossed the line. She should have known to keep away from Ethan.

Thoughts of the two of them locked in that room were tearing Kate apart and she cursed as she hurried in the dark. Ethan was hers and forever would be.

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Kate ran and it hurt. She was not supposed to see what she just did.

Now she could not get that nude picture of that woman in his house out of her mind.

The reason it hurt, truly, was because, frustratingly, she seemed like his type.

Danielle was everything he deserved. She could ardently give him all the happiness in the world, as opposed to the pain and danger he would get with her.

The premonition she had earlier that night after the accident was not to be ignored. It was as much of a threat as the actual happening. Her stay, in her temporal home was compromised and she needed to find a new location.

She struggled in the dark to maintain her footing. Her vision was blurry and she was dangerously starving. Vermin b***d would not quench the appetite. What she needed was human b***d. Criminal human b***d. She still held on to the idea that

there was good in her, the kind that would exist long enough to understand the mystery with Ethan, to figure out why her supernatural faculties could not work with him.

Finally, in a few hours, she could sonorously rest her focus on some dumb civilian hurrying towards home.

There was a motel not far ahead and its red labels buzzed brightly at a distance in which the civilian woman approached.

Kate calculated the distance to cover mentally. This one was going to make a good meal for now. Kate closed in on the distance in stealth, readying her appetite.

Detective Bradley Burke had come so close to piecing together the puzzle that would put the murderer behind bars. It was evident now that the murderer was not entirely human, not in

the right sense, because the autopsy report had indicated a variant form of animal.

But this murderer, maybe human-like, had made their presence known here in the city.

The door swings open suddenly and his assistant walks in. “Sir, is there anything you need before I take my leave?”

The pile of paperwork on his desk would need all the help he could get, but who was he kidding? This was his share of problems to deal with. He shook his head in response. The assistant hesitated, lingering a few seconds longer.

“Is everything alright?” he insisted.

“Yes, David, you can take your leave now. Your wife is probably waiting for you.”

The assistant remembered that this was his way of saying, ” I’ve got everything under control,‟ He left and the room was once again dissolved in an unusual silence and Bradley slouched back in his seat, questioning his reasoning.

Then immediately his mind settled on some suspicious file and he reached out and dug through the papers scattered on his desk. There it was, Ethan West. He might not be a suspect but he was probably sleeping with one. That woman who

was in his house, Kate…….. Bradley got up, hope surging through his mind as if certain of solving his case.

He located his car keys and decided to take a drive and pay Ethan West another hostile visit. Only this time he picked out a stronger gun in case his woman friend decides to reveal her murderous intent.

Out in the street, there was nothing but cold air and echoing speeding cars that could be heard miles away. He wed his way to his car right away and he remembered, in this cruel weather, how unwaveringly focused he had become on this case that he was now losing himself in it, so much that he had almost set aside the thought of Danielle.

He drove out of the parking lot, paying attention to all the details of the street because of his cop instincts. Creek fall city was becoming too dangerous a place for people to freely roam the streets, especially these hours of the night.

Soon, behind one of the nearby buildings, he could hear an explosion like that of a gun and he immediately neglected his intended course into a close by aisle, one that

would direct him exactly where the sound had originated. He stopped his car at a distance and jumped out of his car, drawing his weapon immediately.

He immediately spotted an issue not far from him. It seemed like someone was being mugged. The victim was down on the ground and four huge male specimens were harassing him. Burke advanced with speed to interrupt the crime and his presence was immediately noticed. The criminals stopped, assessed Burke, and immediately concluded that he was a cop. One of them was carrying a gun and they knew this was trouble. They robbed the victim of some item and fled

the other way. By the time Burke reached the victim, the criminals had exited the sight.

He took one look at the victim and he was convinced that he wasn’t entirely innocent at all. He seemed a lot elderly for a drug addict but nothing was ever shocking in those parts of town.

Burke picked him up from the ground, “Are you hurt?”

“No, officer, am fine, and thank you. I don’t know what would have happened if you

hadn’t shown up”

“What‟s your name?”

“Mathias….”

“Last name?”

“Montgomery,” he added, “From France”

“You’re a long way from home, Mr. Montgomery. Tell me what you’re doing in this part of town and what those men took from you?”

“They took my wallet, officer,”

“What were you doing here? “

“I was heading home. I… live a few blocks from here,”

Burke grabbed him by the arm and began leading him to his car, “You are going to do a lot more explaining than that. Am taking you to the station.

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