Alpha King’s Lost Luna - Season 1 Episode 56

He needs alcohol

ASHER

“What’s the matter, Asher?” Adalyn demanded as she followed me into my study. “What exactly has gotten into you tonight?”

I fought back a groan as I approached one of the leather couches in the corner. Alcohol had plagued me just a little and my head swam with a mixture of drunkenness and agitation.

“Nothing is wrong,” I sighed as a heavy exhale escaped me “Go back to the banquet, Adalyn. I just need some time alone-”

“Time alone?” Adalyn repeated back in confusion and she shook her head. “Time alone for what, Asher? We have guests downstairs to entertain, in case. you’ve forgotten. We’re supposed to be welcoming the king of Yurene and his diplomats. I don’t think this is making too great of an impression of Wegalla.”

“Don’t tell me what I’m doing wrong,” I managed to say as my head pounded angrily. “I’m fully aware of what’s going on down there. I don’t think our guests care if I step away for a moment-”

“I bet Ca ssandra Keller cares,” my wife blurted out, and I whipped around to glare at her.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I challenged her.

“You seem to care a little too much about that healer and what she thinks,” she

seethed, and she crossed her arms against her chest. “I don’t understand what’s going on with you. You’ve never lost control like that in public, not ever. What was that little outburst in the banquet hall about?”

As Adalyn’s golden eyes shot daggers in my direction, I couldn’t help but wonder if she was right..

Did I care too much about Ca ssandra Keller and her whereabouts?

“I just… I don’t care for the king of Yurene,” I remarked as I fought to find an explanation. “Something about him doesn’t sit right with me. He’s arrogant, lofty…”

As my words trailed off, Adalyn remained silent but continued to glare at me angrily. As she continued to watch me, Kane’s words sparked back in my mind. Was my stepbrother right? Was she jealous?

“You should go back to the banquet,” I advised her with a wave of my hand. “I’ll see you later-”

“No,” Adalyn cut me off, and she took a step toward me. “I would rather stay here with you-”

As she advanced closer, I instinctively took a step back. Her hand raised like she was going to reach out toward me, but I rebuffed her. Adalyn’s red-painted lower lip trembled and for a moment, she looked as if she was going to cry, but then

she raised her chin slightly.

“know you brought back that woman because she’s a capable healer,” she said. “But I have a feeling that there’s more to the story than that. I think you’ve either crossed a line or you’re toeing the edge. Whatever the truth is… I think Marco would be very disappointed if you had any sort of relations with her.”

“Relations…” I murmured and then I turned away.

Adalyn was no stranger to these kinds of accusations. Whenever a woman even tried to hold my attention, even just a simple conversation, Adalyn threw a fit and tried to play at my emotions by bringing up Marco. Sometimes, she even brought Marco with her, as if his presence was going to further any suspected guilt.

Normally, I would find some kind of way to a*sure her or cast aside these. accusations. But tonight, I was exhausted. My head was throbbing with pain and my entire b*dy ached.

“You know, Asher, Marco often asks me why we don’t live together,” Adalyn pressed when I didn’t respond, and when I glanced over at her, her eyes were

narrowed. “He wants to know why his mother and father aren’t close, why we don’t stay in the same room. To be honest, I don’t quite understand either, Asher…”

As she continued on, I began to tune out her words. All I could focus on was the pounding in my head and the soreness of my limbs. Finally, I rubbed my thumb against my temples and sighed.

“I’ll speak with Marco,” I said. “He’s a grown-up now. He should understand-”

“We’re married, Asher!” Adalyn blurted out. “I don’t understand why you forget that sometimes. We’re married!”

Tears sprang out of her eyes. Had it been anyone else, I may have softened. But my heart had hardened toward Adalyn a long time ago.

“Yes, we’re married,” I said coldly.

“So why haven’t I been made your Luna?” Adalyn demanded. “Why am I not the queen of Wegalla and why haven’t you taken me as your mate? Marriage isn’t enough. I want to be your mate!”

It was true. Though Adalyn and I were married, I hadn’t taken her as my own in a real sense. We’d had the ceremony, but I hadn’t recognized her in the ways that

mattered.

Five years ago, after my engagement to Cora had been cut off, everyone had wanted her to be sentenced to death. Adalyn’s father was the one who’d insisted that if Cora didn’t die after her family had been sentenced, she’d affect me too much as her mate. I’d constantly feel the pangs of her emotions and they’d affect my ability to rule.

That’s when Adalyn had appeared with a plan. She told me that if we became engaged instead, her father would believe that I had forgotten Cora altogether and -leave her alone completely. That would buy me some time to investigate and try to

scrub away the Felix family’s guilt. Adalyn said that this plan was to help out her best friend Cora. If we didn’t get engaged and pull attention away from Cora, things. would go south.

So, I went through with the idea.

But then, Cora perished in the fire.

After that, I’d considered breaking off the engagement. I had no use for it any longer. But then Marco had appeared and he needed a mother. So, I married Adalyn and we became the boy’s parents.

But I would never think of Adalyn as anything more than that. As far as I was concerned, she would never be the Luna of this Pack or the queen of Wegalla. I couldn’t trust her and I certainly didn’t love her.

“I want you to at least think of Marco,” Adalyn pleaded.

“You’ll always be Marco’s mother,” I said. “And you’ll be my wife. But that’s all I’ll respect you as, Adalyn.”

Her eyes glimmered angrily and she opened her mouth to speak, but instead, she shook her head slowly. For a moment, I thought she was going to breathe fire, but then I spoke.

“Stay away from Ca ssandra Keller,” I warned her. “She is none of your concern.

Before she could say another word, I waved her on. “You’re dismissed. Return to the party, Adalyn.”

She shook her head but didn’t fight me. As she stormed out of the office, I

called out for one of my se rvants.

“Yes, Your Majesty?” he said as he entered the room. “How may I be of a*sistance to you?”

“I need you to bring me some wine,” I ordered as I finally slouched onto the leather sofa. I was in need of further distraction tonight.