The Alpha King's Rebellious Queen
The Alpha King’s Rebellious Queen Chapter 47

Jeremy’s POV

I held my son as the royal limo drove away from the packhouse. I had agreed to allow Nicholas to live at the royal palace with his mother. It was for the best. It would help me achieve my goal of winning Jemma back. She was about to be crowned queen, and she was pregnant with the king’s pups. But I knew that I could get her back. I would remind her of what we had.

I set Nick down and lead him up to my room. “Want to watch your cartoons?” I asked him. He nodded and ran over to the couch in front of the TV. I turned on the TV and flipped through the channels until I found his favorite show. I sat on the couch next to him.

Esther walked into the room a few minutes later and sat beside me. “I saw the King.”

“He is hard to miss.,” I replied sarcastically.

“Why was he here?” She asked as I tried holding her hand. She pulled away. She had never liked much contact with me.

I sighed with frustration. “He came here to ask me if he could take Nick to the palace so he can live with Jemma,” I explained to her.

“And you said no, right?”

I shook my head. “I said yes. Nick needs his mother, Esther.” I knew she had gotten attached to my son. But I didn’t want her to think she was replacing Jemma.

“But what about us?” She folded her arms.

“King Cassius said I could go see Nick anytime I wanted. It’s up to Jemma and me to figure out custody arrangements.”

“I was getting to like caring for him. He is even calling me Mommy.” Esther sounded upset. Not that I cared.

“You aren’t his mother, Esther,” I explained to her.

She scoffed. “You were the one that encouraged it. You told me it would be better for him.

I traced a finger over her belly and looked into her brown eyes, imagining I was touching Jemma. “It will give us a chance to work on having one of our own.”

She cringed as I touched her. “I have to use the restroom,” She stood up and walked into the bathroom.

A low growl fell out of my chest. The cold heart woman I gave up the love of my life for was starting to sicken me. She rarely allowed me to even k**s her. Let alone touch her. We had s*x rarely. Not that I wanted it with her. Still, I was feeling the need as I imagined Jemma. I stood up and looked down at my son, “Nicky, you stay here and watch your cartoons.” I said to my son. I then walked into the bathroom and saw Esther staring at the mirror.

“You wish I were Jemma,” She mumbled.

I walked over to her and placed my hands on her shoulders. She stiffened as I kissed her neck. “Jemma would let me touch her. She didn’t writhe away from me.” I moved my hands down her chest and under her shirt. I caressed her small breasts. “You won’t even give me a blow job. We rarely have s*x, and you wonder why I imagine myself with another woman.” I hissed in her ear.

She turned herself around till we were facing each other. “I told you, Jeremy. I don’t like being touched. It’s not you. I just-“

I placed a k**s on her lips and felt the faint sparks of our bond. I bit her lower l*p making her gasp. “I should just take from you what I want. You are my mate, after all.”

She whimpered as her hands pressed against my chest in an attempt to push me away. Her eyes looked away as I backed up from her. Sighing, I walked out of the bathroom. I sat on the couch with a sigh of frustration.

“What’s wrong, Daddy?” Nick asked while climbing on my lap.

“I am alright, buddy. Are you excited to see your Mommy tomorrow?” I asked him.

“Yes,” He hopped off my lap and picked up one of his cars. “Can I take my cars?”

I nodded, “Of course you can. I’m sure you’ll get a big room to fit all of your toys.”

“I’ll have my own room?” He asked with glee.

I laughed. “You bet.”

Esther walked out of the bathroom and stood in front of the door. “I’m going to go hang out with the girls. I’ll be back later.”

“Ask Tiffany if she wouldn’t mind taking Nick for the night,” I said to her. She tilted her head. “I have plans with my mate.” I gave her a sinister look as she walked out of the room. I looked down at Nick and ruffled his hair. There was a knock on the door. I answered it to my mother and Luna Melinda.

“We are here to help you pack up Nick’s things,” My mother said as she pushed past me into the room.

Luna Melinda had some bags and a box. “Phil and I will take a few things tomorrow. Then your parents will send the rest after the coronation.”

I nodded as I stood up and took the boxes from my luna. My mother sniffled as she walked over to the drawers where I kept Nick’s clothes. “Mom, are you crying?”

She shook her head. “No, Jeremy.”

“It will be alright, right, Luna?” I patted my mother’s back as she neatly placed Nick’s clothes into a bag. “Nick will be well cared for, and I’m sure King Cassius and Jemma will allow you and Dad to visit whenever.”

“Jeremy is right, Liz,” Luna Melinda stood next to my mother.

My mother paused, “I know Nick will be alright, Melinda. But I’ll miss my little Boo,” She sighed. “I’ll leave some stuff here for when he comes to visit.”

I patted her back and walked back over to the couch. Nick was engrossed by his cartoons. He barely noticed that his grandmothers were in the room. “Hey buddy, why don’t you go cheer up your Nana. She is sad.”

He ran over and tugged on my mother’s shirt. “Nana, what did the duck say to the dog?”

My mother picked him up and kissed his cheek, “No, what did the duck say to the dog?”

“Quack, because that’s what ducks say.” He laughed, which made my mother laugh.

“Did Papa teach you that?” Mom asked my son.

Luna Melinda snorted, “Certainly sounds like something Mark would teach him.

“Papa is funny,” Nick giggled.

My mother tickled him, “Your Papa is very funny,” She kissed him and set him down. “Want to help me and Grandma pack your things? Pick out your favorite toys to take to the palace.”

Nick nodded and then started running around, picking up his favorite toys. Mostly his toy car collection. My mother was smiling as he helped. I should have helped too, but my mother and the luna needed this.

An hour later, the bags were packed and sitting by the door of my room. I took Nick to the dining room for dinner. I sat by Esther, and we ate dinner in silence while Nick chatted with my parents.

“Jeremy,” Tiffany said to me. “I can take Nick tonight. Esther asked if I could.”

“Thanks, Tiff,” I smiled at her.

After dinner, Nick went to his aunt’s room. I sat on the couch next to Esther with my arm around her. A plan was forming in my head as we sat in silence. I would reject Esther before I left for the palace in two weeks to go to alpha/beta training. Then I was going to increase my efforts to win back Jemma. Enough of faking happiness with the cold fish next to me. I would take Jemma and Nick far away and live happily for once. We could go to Greece as we had discussed a long time ago. Hopefully, it would be too far away from here for the king to replace us.

I unzipped my pants and pulled my d**k out, and placed Esther’s hand on it. She pulled away. “Oh, come on, Esther. Just a little blow job?” I looked at her.

She sighed and slid off the couch, and started to lick and suck. There was no enthusiasm on her part. I gathered her hair in my hands and thrust into her dull mouth, imagining it was Jemma giving me the blow job. Esther coughed as I thrust into her, not caring if I choked her. “Oh yeah,” I growled. ‘Jemma is not our mate why are you thinking of her?’ My wolf Rex growled.

‘You know why,’ I replied to him. With one last thrust, my seed exploded in Esther’s mouth. She gagged and choked as she spit my c*m all over the floor. I pulled her to her feet. “Take off your clothes and lay on the bed,” I ordered her.

“Jeremy, I don’t want-“

I growled at her. “I don’t give a f**k what you want, Esther. Now get on the bed.”

She whimpered as she took off her clothes and lay on the bed. I stood up and took mine off. I looked down at her thin frame on the bed. She was weak for a she-wolf from a beta bloodline. Slender and almost bony, I hate looking at her body. I had to imagine it was Jemma lying there waiting for me. Her tanned and toned body with her large breasts as her blonde hair cascade around her. I smiled as I climbed on top of my mate. I positioned my d**k at her entrance and thrust hard into her. I didn’t care that she wasn’t wet for me. Esther whimpered as tears fell down her cheeks. I placed my hand on her throat and squeezed. She gasped for air.

“It hurts Jeremy,” She cried. “Please stop.”

I thrust harder into her despite her protests. “You want a pup, Esther. This is how it’s done. Now stop crying.” I growled at her. Oh, how I hated this woman. I regretted every day since I had to accept her. My father had insisted I give up Jemma for her. I resented my old man for that.

I pulled out of her and rolled her onto her stomach. She was still crying as I thrust into her again as she lay face down on the bed. ‘Oh Jemma,’ I imagined in my head. Jemma would love to get it from me. She would be moaning while screaming my name. She would meet my rhythm and not just lie there. I growled as I dug my nails into the back of Esther’s neck as she cried into the pillow.

“It hurts,” Her muffled cries protested.

“Well, if we did it more often, it wouldn’t hurt,” I growled against her ear. I thrust hard into her a few more times before releasing my seed into her. I rolled off of her and lay on my side, facing away from her. She continued to cry as I imagined Jemma beside me. “I’m coming for you, Jemma,” I whispered. “You, me, and Nick will be happy.” I closed my eyes and fell into a comfortable sleep as my so-called mate cried behind me.