Chapter 3

Eleanor’s POV 

“Who are you? I don’t think we really know each other,” I stuttered, switching gazes between them. My lips slightly parted into a blush that I was trying hard to hide but as I realised, it was impossible. Even if I would succeed to hide it, the red on my cheeks would expose me. 

They smiled at my reaction, each looking at one another. Their gazes once again returned to me. The first among them, the one who spoke earlier to me, stepped forward leaving only a few inches between us. My body stiffened and when I took two steps backward, they moved closer covering the distance. It was like a pack of wolves coming after me. 

My wolf sprang up with excitement, I looked away to see if I would catch sight of Bella and Nella. To my surprise, they stood by the door from the inside peering at us, giggling and pushing each other. The moment their eyes met with mine, they dashed in with an excited laughter, disappearing from my side. 

“Such a lucky bitch to grab four charming princes!” Bella mindlinked immediately. I gulped down the saliva in my throat, slowly taking my eyes back to these four handsome men before me. 

“I’m Alessio, the first.” 

“Enzo.”

“Luca.”

“And Marco,” the last said with a perfect courtesy, blowing off a kiss. I smiled, falling on my face. I was thrilled but I couldn’t admit it to them. Within a few seconds of meeting them and they just captured my attention with their charms. I must confess I haven’t come across guys who had met my standards and at the same time gave me such vibes that grabbed my interest. 

They had introduced themselves, I sensed it was now my turn. I parted my lips to say something. 

“We’re the Alpha Princes of Oragon.” 

“Huhh?” I stuck out my head, jaw dropped before I realised the identity of the guys I was standing before, I immediately composed myself. I’d heard of Oragon several times, a very powerful country, one of the most powerful countries in the world ruled by a Lycan King. King Arthur, a strict authoritarian, is a king so many people in the world respect and fear. From the little time I’ve been able to attend meetings with my dad in Genovia, he’s not much in terms with us. 

“How does this stop me from flirting with these handsome dudes?” I muttered to myself, wiping out the discouraging emotion. The series of events back there at home, dad’s threat and my reluctance to marry Alpha Alexandro came to mind, playing so real. I needed to grab these guys and make them claim me. 

It’s risky but I have to do it! 

Tonight was the only chance I got to meet guys, after today we’d only have to go sightsee and spend time together, referring to Bella, Nella and I. I wouldn’t go around looking for a guy to fuck me. 

“I’m Eleanor, the Lycan Princess of Genovia.” I managed to say without incurring a crack in my voice. “I’m pretty sure you must have heard about me.” My voice flowed this time around more smoothly, I was gaining confidence gradually. 

Nothing felt good like being able to express myself with such freedom and not a stiffened demeanour. 

Their eyes cascaded down my body, only then did I look down to discover I was putting on a gown that exposed the upper part of my breasts, my cleavage and my thighs. 

“You look so sexy!” Luca, as I could detect said with a seductive grin. I blushed a deep red feeling myself exposed to their gazes. I loved it, I was freeing myself and soon I grabbed two hands, Luca and Alessio, gesturing to the others to come along. 

We got inside, walking in with so much confidence that caught everyone’s attention. It was surprising how the shyness went away so suddenly, probably due to the fear of being married to Alpha Alexandro but beside this, there was this budding feeling that was rising with the presence of these guys. 

We sat at a designated spot and the waiters came along to serve us. “Isabella Islay.” Marco ordered with a huge voice. I turned to my right to look at him in shock. 

“What do you care for?” He uttered, his voice kind of laced with sarcasm. “You’re a girl–” 

I bashed out my hand stopping him, my face engulfed with a frown. I hate the thought of being seen as weak right from home. The three others sat up, baffled. 

“I’ll take the same!” My tone was firm and steady, there was no persuasion that could change me. 

The party began in full swing, naked guys and girls filled up on the stage. My eyes nearly fell off from their sockets at the sight of this, I immediately pulled my palms over my eyes. Some firm hands pulled me over and the next second I was falling over a rock-hard chest with my right elbow falling on a most sensitive area I quickly detected to be a guy’s genitals. I jerked up immediately, flinching my face to check out who it was among them that wanted to seduce me in the most subtle way. 

Enzo! 

The one who hadn’t said a word right after introducing himself. 

“Are you shy?” He grinned at me and kissed my cheek. I stiffened. His brothers burst into a wild laughter. The waiter approached at this moment, bringing the tray of Isabella Islay ordered and they all sat up ready to receive it. 

I thanked my lucky star. I let out a sigh of relief but my wolf snarled at me. “Why don’t you let them touch you? I’m falling for their wolves!” 

“Huh?” I reacted with shock. “What do you mean?” 

“We can become mates!” She said this, pulling up tension in my chest. 

“Remember who they are, father would never let them marry me.” I reminded her in case she had forgotten. 

“Not until you let them mark and claim you!”