Chapter 48 THE REAL KING ICE

FIRA'S POV

When I was walking in the hallway to bring the clothes to the laundry area, I saw the Rainbow Sisters conversing. That was why I ran to hide at the wall. For sure, they would bully me again.

"Why are you hiding?" I jumped, the clothes scattered around as I saw Colden, sitting on the stair, and his knee folded. He raised his finger to give me a peace sign and then walked towards me to help me.

I never looked at him, I wanted to kick his face to make him aware how much I hate him. "I can do this." I picked the clothes one by one while my knee was kneeling on tge ground.

"Fira, are you mad at me?"

I gritted my teeth. It sounded sarcastic to me even if the tone was gentle and kind. My attitude was talking and talking every day and every night, but when I was mad, he would not make me speak.

"Yeah. You are mad," he answered his own question. He put the clothes in the basket and gazed at my face.

I heard a blow of an air coming from him. "Whatever your reason, I know it is heavy."

I clenched my palm, preventing myself from shouting at him because he is a royal, Alpha King of Ice. I might be punished if I do that so what I did was bowing in front of him and preparing to walk away. He suddenly ran in front of me and stared at my face. I fought his gaze with a madness in my eyes.

"I'm sorry. Whatever I did to you, I'm sorry." His voice was kind even his expression was innocent, which made me even more annoyed.

"Stop pretending that you're kind, King Ice. It won't affect me." I rolled my eyes and was about to pass him when he held the basket.

"I'm not pretending."

My left eyebrow rose up. "Really? Seriously?" I chuckled sarcastically while looking up and then my head moved down to stare at his eyes. "Your majesty, you are good at acting. Are you a professional in theater?" My voice was full of sarcasm and the giggle was emphasized.

"I don't know what makes you so mad." As I studied the expression in his face, that made my blood boil even more, to the highest temperature.

Crap. Calm down, Fira. Calm down. He is a royal, you are just an omega.

"Excuse me, your majesty. I am still working." I walked forward, but my feet stuck on where I was standing when he spoke.

"About your sister?" I heard footsteps. He went in front of me. "I can't tell you the whole details, but trust me, I didn't know what I was doing."

I tsked. I managed to calm myself even though I was ready to kick him and brutally murder him in my mind for hurting my sister.

"That's what a royal can do, manipulate those in low rank and pretend that they are kind, loving and respectful. But the truth is they are all monsters. They are just finding the right time to show to the world their true colors," I said with full madness to this king in front of me. "Do you think that omega is just a table napkin? After you use it, you throw it?"

The tears condensed in the corner of my eyes. I cleared my throat because my voice started to crack. "My sister is a good woman. Why are you hurting her! Just because you have power and she is just…" I looked up and down. Showed him the gesture of belittling height in the air, "just an omega? Low born, no power! You are abusing what you have! You don't deserve to be a king or a royal!"

"You are nothing, but a b*llshit king who hurts every woman! Using power to take advantage of everything that scope of your hands—abusing women!"

I was confused why Colden looked down and sniffed. "You're right." He nodded and nodded. That was all he did. Agreeing to what I have said.

Is he not going to save himself from the accusation?

"Yeah, I abused women. I am that b*llshit you are talking about. I am, yeah!" He nodded again. "I am doing something that might cause a terrible experience to them. Did you know that last time, I killed a woman? I killed her in the bar and even though many times...my brothers said 'she's fine' I am not believing—she died! She died, Fira!" He raised his hand and showed me his hands. "I am trying to be kind and calm. I am trying! So bad! So helplessly, but...I can't. These hands want to do something when I desire. It will not stop until I can't get it. I can't control it."

I was in high shock when I watched the sincerity in his eyes and expression. "I'm trying, but even if I try. Even if I work hard. I am a monster! A monster that invades women." He talked so fast, but I got what he was saying. The tone was high and emotional.

"All I am asking is someone who can help me. Someone who can—" He sniffed the liquid on his nose. He looked up, down, left and right. "Someone who can tame my monster. Eira did that, which is why I can't let her go."

My heart filled with stun. My mouth opened. I wanted to say something, but I could not find the words.

"When the monster is consuming me, Eira never leaves me. Eira accompanied me even if it hurt her so much. You think it's not hurting me, too?"

The tears in my eyes freely slid on my cheek until it flooded my face. I was guilty that I was accusing him, but the reality was more complicated that I have ever thought.

"She's so kind and dedicated to everything she does. Do you think I never asked myself how I deserve to be with her?"

"Think something bad to me, but you should exclude Pyro here. He is different from me, not all royals are the same as me. I am the only one."

"And if you want me to avoid your sister, don't worry. I can do that for the peace of your heart." He looked down.

Suddenly, I saw the Colden that I first met saying sorry to me because Pyro did not want to talk to me. I saw only the kind in him that he first expressed to me from the moment I knew him.

I am wrong. He is not pretending. He is trying to be calm because like Pyro, sometimes the monsters inside them are going out. Harming people. It is not him, but the uncontrollable power.

"My deepest apology, Fira." He bowed his head to me. I would never expect that one of the royals would bow in front of me.

"Just...please give me one night to spend special time with Eira." He turned his back slowly and walked faster. Going away from me, from my accusation and madness that he never deserved.

I wanted to prevent him from going, but I had no strength to do that. I would like to say sorry for what I said, but I could not move my body.

He only makes me see the purity in his heart that I never saw. Who am I to judge him when in fact I am not usually with him? Eira knows her better that is why she cannot leave Colden's side.

I do not know him and I am guilty that I can't see the sincerity in his heart that only Eira can view.