The beta curtis had ensured that everything around the scenario and the notorious street was all clear. He had to male sure about any kind of danger lurking around the corner, it was his responsibility to keep his master safe. As soon as he was sure the sentry announced the arrival of the alpha King and everyone in the lane slightly bowed obediently with their eyes glued to the ground. It was obvious that the civilians were infested with fear and were forced to respect the alpha, that was why nobody dared to come forward to intrude in the matter or to get the full information of the reason why the  alpha was there.

The Alpha Cyrus Rhaziel inhaled deeply and the door of the carriage was opened, a tall man clad in black suit with matching waistcoat and golden shiny buttons. The terrifying man oozed a powerful aura as his scent smelled unusual to the other werewolves and it had some invisible strength to make others feel him. Despite the fact that the alpha was terribly sick it did not hinder his aura from reaching and intimidating others. Cyrus was in a black attire which had gold chains on both of the shoulder blades which were also made of metallic stuff and had matching furs over it. 

As soon as he crept out of the carriage the alpha could sense her scent around him. Cyrus grinned and closed his golden orbs while he inhaled deeply. How could he let the heavenly scent of his mate go unnoticed by him, the alpha devoured it along with the utter satisfaction which appeared on his chiselled face. Cyrus' smirk turned into a proper lopsided smug as he could sense his mark nearby which indicated the presence of his mate. 

Danielle was worried for a valid reason because in the morning the brothel did not allow any man to enter, whereas at night it was crowded with male wolves of all kinds of statuses. It was the reason which kept Danielle worried and conscious because at that very night every single male in the brothel would know that somebody had marked her! 

And since she was upright and was known for her pious nature and now suddenly everybody would know that somebody marked her and she could be used for brothel purposes. Since the alpha had drafted the rule for brothel workers, only the ones who were wronged by other werewolves who were not their mates. And that was the reason why Cyrus mistook Danielle for a sex worker because the idea of her being a dishwasher never crossed his mind. It caused the utter despising emotion within the alpha all because of a misunderstanding. 

'Mm, she is close. I can smell her scent around in the air.'

Cyrus could sniff the pungent fragrance in the chilled winter breeze which made his heart flutter for once. It was definitely not because he was interested in her now all of a sudden but the idea of her touch and healing fascinated the alpha. Cyrus was aware now that Danielle was the counter of his curse as the woman's touch induced a spark within him which was the utter indication of her being the mate. 

'Mhm, she smells so good! Her scent is already intoxicating me from this far. It seems that my mark is doing wonders.'

A tall silhouette with utmost jade complexion appeared to bless the sight of ordinary citizens. No one could believe that his highness had specially stepped out of Belle Morte. But what was he doing among the commoners? The whole thing was suspicious itself and the whispering among the civilians started to spread rumours that the alpha was perhaps finding a sex slave. That was the only viable reason people could understand because only that could justify his visit to a brothel. 

Curtis appeared near the alpha and stood a few steps behind him as a personal bodyguard, Cyrus inhaled deeply with his eyes closed and snapped open his golden glowing orbs. The night moments he had yesterday left a good effect on his health and he was feeling powerful after marking her and tasting a drop of her blood. 

Cyrus knew her blood also tasted different which was also an indicator of her peculiar existence. Though it raised more suspicions and confirmed a few hunch of the alpha about her unusual identity. Yesterday a lot of other things came into his vision when he bit Danielle’s thigh, Cyrus was sure that she was neither a wolf nor an ordinary human. 

'Her blood would make a great booster for me and I'm certain a lowly woman like her would not miss this opportunity to earn from it. All I have to do is to pay her for it.' 

No doubt he was not in love with her but the thought about expanding the level of his strength was fascinating. Now that Danielle’s blood had introduced a different flavour to his taste buds, Cyrus again assumed all that because of her association with the brothel. He was ready to pay her a hefty sum for having sex with him or other kinds of luxuries which she desired in exchange of intimacy. 

The Alpha had been hiring people who volunteered to give their blood to be used as precious wine for him. Cyrus knew that a peculiar kind of blood could heal his drastically dropping health, and that was the reason for conducting a ball every five years to locate that woman. Numerous counts were aware of such rumours and other kinds of similar statements which aided in the visiting of that five year ball for that purpose. 

No wonder Lord Hawthorne wanted to have Danielle all to himself acknowledging the worth of her blood from her peculiar scent. But the question still remained there, how that count was able to sense her scent when other werewolves could not!? That was the utmost enigma which nobody could figure out because it justified how the alpha Cyrus and Curtis were able to sense Danielle. 

However, after that incident the beta Curtis was investigating the matter because the whole scenario seemed suspicious. Count Hawthorne was an ordinary beta werewolf without any special abilities. But he was still able to sense the peculiar scent of Danielle, it did not seem like luck or a sheer moment of impulsive emotion which led him to try biting Danielle. 

The beta Curtis arranged the alpha’s entrance into the brothel which surprised the viewers, and made them gasp upon the validity that the alpha was actually there. The first woman whose thought clicked into their mind was Martha because only she was immensely popular among men. And it was expected that if the alpha would decide to buy a sex slave he will definitely prefer someone beautiful and experienced to serve him. All of those features shortlisted the girls and only displayed one woman who fell under the criteria. Martha. 

The Alpha Cyrus Rhaziel smiled and was led inside the brothel with proper protocol, and respect since it was unusual for the ruler to personally arrive in the town. The brothel owner approached the alpha and made it sure that he would get comfortable with whatever they could provide. Meanwhile the word spread like wildfire and a lady approached Agnes and Martha in their room hurriedly, her heavy breathing assured that she was going to  announce some bad news. Because nothing bad had ever happened in the kingdom after the alpha Cyrus took over and strictly enforced the laws. Well, yesterday's eradication of count Hawthorne was an exception. 

But that was not bad either. Was it? What do you think? 

"Martha! Oh my goodness,  Martha!" 

The lady caught her breath and yelled her name, making the two ladies nearly jump into their places. Danielle and Martha blankly stared at her and rebuked the lady who completely ignored their complaining tones. After all, she had some big news to tell and nothing could stop or divert her attention. 

"Martha, his highness is here for you!" 

Her words made both of the ladies numb that the hairbrush dropped from Martha's hand and that was the only noise in the room.

She could not utter any word for a long moment,  it was not because Martha was happy about it. No one in their sane minds would be elated upon knowing that their predator had come by tracking them only to hunt. Moreover, Martha had taken a genuine liking towards the count she met and now that the lady had mated with him it was impossible for her to give her heart to somebody else. Whereas Danielle was immersed in her own thoughts, she was standing beside Martha and for a moment Danielle could not feel her legs anymore. 

'Oh no! His highness is here? No, no. He is here to kill me in front of the whole town!'

Danielle panicked upon the news and within her heart she wished to hide somewhere but knowing that Cyrus had already sniffed her scent here, it was all in vain. The woman could not think of anything else other than wishing that either the floor burst and eat her or the sky could gobble her up. Within the frenzy of emotional attack she sat on the bed with her eyes panicking while her gaze was glued to the wooden floor. 

Even though she was aware that nothing would work against the alpha lord, she still had to do something and masking the scent of his bite mark was definitely not it because Cyrus had more fine senses than other werewolves. Danielle had no clue how she could escape from his clutches and from her possible death, because if she tried to hide somewhere in another town the alpha would find her sooner or later. Danielle could not think of moving out of the kingdom to somewhere else because she totally acknowledged the lurking dangers outside those four secure walls of the kingdom Selene. 

Meanwhile, Martha quickly acted up upon her senses because she could not deny or refuse the supreme alpha. He was not some regular alpha who was in charge of some town but Cyrus was supreme lord. And refusing to go in front of him was equivalent to insulting the alpha lord which could easily and potentially result in her death.

"Really? His highness...is here for me?" 

Martha tried to pretend and sound like she was in the ninth sky after hearing that the noble lord had demanded her presence and her fate was about to change now. 

She immediately moved away from her spot and strode towards the wardrobe to pick some good attire, possibly the one from last night because that might have caught the supreme alpha’s attention. Whereas Danielle was unsure why would the alpha demand Martha rather her? Or was it a genuine mistake? Or perhaps her life was spared by Cyrus? There were many questions but she had to wait and let the nature take its course to make the things fall into their places. 

Meanwhile in the downhall Cyrus was having a conversation with the brothel owner, the poor woman was panicked and terrified after his arrival. It was not a casual meet up or a usual ordinary day which would pass easily. The brothel owner could not let that matter slide, it was the golden opportunity for her that the supreme alpha wanted to buy a girl from her. How could she kick those gold coins or rubies which the alpha was going to pay her!? 

Numerous dishes were served to the alpha in the small decently decorative room and all the beauties were strictly told not to appear unless demanded. After all, offending the supreme alpha was equivalent to writing your own death note! Whereas, Cyrus was not even slightly impressed by the fancy food he was presented with. Not that he was going to risk his life by eating it but the intensely excited yet seductive gaze of the middle aged brothel owner was making him uncomfortable. The woman sat opposite to Cyrus so she could flaunt her busty cleavage and fine appearance which did not male her seem older. 

The beta could clearly sense the awkwardness of his master who was sitting on the sofa with one leg on the other while his both hands rested on the arm rest. 

"Alpha Cyrus demands the finest woman from here."

Curtis presented the actual reason for their arrival and the madame, brothel owner, pretended to be stunned at the blunt words. Her cringe fake attempts to appear innocent made the alpha despise her even more that the owner's presence became unbearable for him. 

The madame nodded and went away immediately while Cyrus inhaled again in relief but this time something unusual hit his senses. He immediately halted in his actions and snapped open his golden orbs. Danielle’s scent turned into something else, something else was mixed with it now. The pungent smell made the alpha feel disgusted because the combined scent was something gross and unbearable for him at least. 

'What? She thinks Jasmine and Lily oils can mask her scent?'

The naive act made him smirk a little which forced Curtis to think about the reason for his master’s smile. The beta was aware that Cyrus had come all the way to buy the woman from yesterday night.

'How naive! I can still sense you around and now I can feel your heart beating in my ears too, dearie.'

No doubt marking her had perks too and yet Danielle was unaware what she had done was not fruitful. 

The Madame appeared with Martha in the hall while Cyrus was sitting with his back straight on the sofa and eyes closed.

"My lord, his highness, here is our best woman."

Cyrus opened his eyes only to see Martha in front of him, to his dismay he was angry beyond his own expectations. The disobedience of his command infuriated Cyrus and his iris turned into a golden slit , Curtis immediately gasping upon the situation had no clue what to do ahead.

He wasn't in the position to help or give them any hint that Martha was not the woman the alpha wanted, whereas Cyrus began to develop a dark aura around his body as he growled once. Everything present in the downhall began to fly in the air and a storm stirred when he vanished. Again, that was not what an ordinary alpha could do but it appeared that both Cyrus and his beta were specially blessed with some kind of powers. However, it appeared to be more of a curse given as a punishment to both of them. 

'Where is the master going?'

Curtis was unable to determine where his master vanished to, while all the ladies in the room were dumbfounded and terrified after incurring the rage. Whereas in the some room on the second floor Cyrus appeared in the thin air startling Danielle, who dropped the jug on the floor with the sudden appearance of someone condensing behind her.