Alyssa's POV
"Hey babe, I'm really sorry but I'm not going to make it today. Something's come up and I'm struggling for time,"
I let out a deep exhale, my fingers gripping the phone as I listened to my fiance, Derek Charlton, spin some excuse to me.
"Okay Derek," I said, my tone disappointed. "But we've had this appointment booked a week now, is our pre-marital check up more important than what you've got going on there?"
"Sorry Alyssa," Derek said "We can surely reschedule it," He paused "Listen, I have to go. See you later,"
The call quickly ended, and as I pushed my phone back into my pocket, I approached the reception desk of the Dark Heart Hospital.
"Alyssa Richardson," I said to the older woman sitting at the computer "I had a pre-marital check up booked, but my partner can't make it," I paused, starting to feel the irritation build inside me "Is there any way we can do mine today, and book Derek in for another time?"
The older woman peered up at me over her glasses "I'm sorry, but all appointments have been cancelled today," she tapped on her keyboard "But I can reschedule it for tomorrow,"
"Cancelled?" I asked, feeling the frustration build "Why wasn't I told? And all appointments?"
"We have an unscheduled visit from the Alpha King, Travis Darlington," The woman said "My apologies, but you will have to come back tomorrow,"
"But why is Travis Darlington?" I asked out loud. I was met with silence as the woman peered at me before pulling her window closed.
Well, that was incredibly rude. My entire day has been messed up now, what a wasted journey. I pondered as I looked around, the waiting room had emptied after the news of the hospital being closed for the day now.
Intrigue filled me. I had heard of Travis Darlington, the King of the werewolves. Derek had told me he was an arrogant and ruthless leader, but I had never seen him with my own eyes. I was interested in getting a look at him, to see what the fuss was about.
I left the hospital in a hurry, and as I exited the large doors I already saw the press gathering, and an entourage of well built men.
"Wow, this guy is a big deal," I said out loud, I joined a crowd, all hoping to get a look as I did. I wormed between their bodies, pushing my way to the front. There was no way I was letting this moment pass me by.
As a human, being introduced to the world of werewolves was both thrilling and frightening enough. I was getting used to their way of life, but getting a glimpse of the King now was definitely more of the thrilling side.
"There he is," A woman behind me cried, and I followed the small crowds eyeline as a black car pulled up outside the Dark Heart Hospital, its windows tinted to hide the passenger inside. My heart began to race with anticipation as I watched the door open, and out came the figure of Travis Darlington.
"Oh my god," I said out loud again. Travis stood tall and muscular. The tight fitted shape of his dark grey tee didn't leave much to the imagination. As Travis walked from the car, a gang of men followed, pushing cameras out of the King's face and I watched Travis rake his hands through his dark hair.