The Alpha King's Princess

He’s the alpha king, my crush, my guardian. And he’s 20 years older than me.**“How old are you?”“T-Twenty,” I bit my lower lip, stuttering on the lie. “I’m an adult.”I trembled but turned my head, allowing him to drag his nose along my neck and breathe in my scent. I didn’t know what I smelled like to him. Did I smell like I was lying? I held still. He shifted just a bit, seemingly retreating, and I flung my arms around his neck, holding him down. “Please, Alpha King,” I said. My voice trembled even as I tried to sound sultry. “I’m… sure I can please you.”“Do you know what happens when you lie to the Alpha King, little girl?”He knew. I should have known that he would know I wasn’t twenty.“You seem so deliberate, but I’m not interested in your offer. How about we play a game?”“A-A game?” He narrowed his eyes and gave me a slow, cruel smile. “If you win, I’ll grant you sanctuary.”My eyes widened with a spark of hope.“But if you lose….”