Alpha King of Fire

INTRODUCTION OF SLAVES

FIRA’S POV

“Fira! Zephyrus is so handsome!” Cass was jumping so high as she was looking at him.

“Yes.” I gave her a wide, but fake smile. I was not happy seeing the hand of the Princess was on Pyro.

“Please welcome the Alpha Kings!” The speaker’s voice was so loud as if it could ruin our eardrums.

“Happy Birthday, King Zephyrus!”

“Happy Birthday, King Raiden!”

“Happy Birthday, King Pyro!”

“Happy Birthday, King Colden!”This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“Happy Birthday, King Hali!”

The loud sound of their greetings echoed in the area. I was looking at Zephyrus, waving my hand and greeting him when suddenly, my eyes met King Fire’s eyes. He had no emotion at all, his mouth was zipped. No plan to talk. I just gave him a big wide beautiful gorgeous smile. I raised my wrist to show him my watch. He looked down to his watch and then went back to me. My forehead knitted as I observed how cold his expression was. He did not even smile or wave back at me. He just walked past everyone, continuing to step at the red carpet.

“What happened to him?” Even Cass was curious about how he reacted to me.

“I have no idea. Maybe he is just overwhelmed?”

I watched him walking away from us. The crowd were still shouting and saying good wishes to them. I was only seeing the back of King Fire. Then suddenly, my world stopped moving when he faced his back and stared at my eyes as if he was trying to recognize me. His eyes looked down again to his watch and furrowed his eyebrow.

Why is he acting strange? He looked at me with nothing in his eyes as if I was a stranger to him.

“Dearest…” I whispered as one tear dropped on my cheek. I was sure this time that he did not recognize me.

Was he not? Or he was just pretending? I will sneak into his room later and know everything.

The celebration went well. The speeches of the kings could be heard by anyone. They last called Pyro for a speech. He went in front of the stage and held the microphone. He was looking around as if he was looking for something-someone, but he could not find it.

When his eyes viewed me, he suddenly glued to me and then there was a furrow on his eyebrow again. A confusion was written on his face.

The shout of the crowd echoed in the hall. They were greeting the Alpha King of Fire over and over again.

“Thank you.”

I was surprised when his speech was just two words compared to the kings. It was just ‘Thank you’. Just saying his gratitude to people. I intertwined my hand while looking at him so intensely. I was asking what happened, but his eyes were just cold.

I almost bruised my hands when he bent his body down and then kissed the cheek of Princess Ziraya. That also shocked the kings. They looked at me with knitted eyebrows, too.

Zephyrus was having jaw dropped. If this was not a serious matter, I must have chuckled at the way he held his chin, not to literally fell it on the ground.

“Now, let’s witness the Introduction of Slaves!”

My attention was not on the speaker, but to Pyro. He was talking to the Princess as if they were so close. They even do the holding hands while waiting for the next program.

Zephyrus was looking at me with worry in his eyes. It was obvious that he was mad at his brother. Raiden was also not on good terms as he clenched his jaw, glaring at Pyro. Hali was folding his arms while shaking his head. Colden was no emotion at all, but he was biting his lips.

The slaves went to the stages. The eggs flew on their bodies as the people were shouting and cursing them for being a sinner. Their hands were on the back, fused with rope and they had a chain on their necks.

My eyes glued on the two men standing at the end. My mouth opened as I recognized that they were the hunters who killed my mother. I thought the other man was dead. I shot him with the gun. I was sure of that, but he did not die?

The people became aggressive as they threw many eggs to their faces, chest, and body. I looked to my side when I felt that someone stood next to me. It was Saza.

“Don’t do anything stupidity today.” She whispered in my ear.

I could not understand why she kept repeating those lines to me. Maybe she was thinking that I would be hysterical seeing the hunters who killed my mother.

“I’ll not,” I answered in a low tone.

My eyes did not stop glaring at those two men. Their big bodies before became thin. Maybe because of the lack of food in the Dungeon.

I looked at King Fire. My eyes slightly opened as the surprise crawled all over me. He was staring at me.

I mouthed, “Thank you.”

That was because of bringing the hunters to the Dungeon to suffer for my mother’s death. He never said anything, he just brought back his stare to Princess Ziraya. They were now sitting at the stage beside King Arealdo.

“Next batch of Slaves!” King Arealdo commanded.

The guards grabbed those men and then entered another batch of slaves. The crowd became noisy again as they threw eggs to the sinners.

My body stuck to where I was standing when my sister shouted. “Dad!”

She ran to the stage and then hugged one of the men. I immediately ran towards the stage, but there was no strength for me to climb up. My whole system filled with dread and worry as I confirmed that our father was included in the slaves!

The tears welled up on the side of my eyes when I stared at his dirty clothes, long mustaches and long hair. That was why we could not find him outside because he is inside the Dungeon!

My sister was crying silently as she embraced our father. The guards immediately went towards her and then grabbed her arms.

“No! My father should not be here! He is not a bad person!” Eira was shouting to the guards.

I could not move my body to defend her or my father. All of the braveness that Hali taught me came into vain, like the bubble. I could not stomp on the stage and joined my sister ‘s protest because of Saza. Now I understand why she was repeating her words of threat to me.

The guards held my sister’s arms and dragged her away from our father.

“I’ll be fine. I promised!” Dad said that as if we would not worry for him.

I clenched my fist and gathered all my bravery. I was ready to stomp on the stage when someone held my hand.