Chapter 2/ the selling

Darlings POV.

This has to be some kind of joke. The dress that the fae prince sent over is a long silky fabric red In Color that has a slit all the way to my hip on one side the back is completely exposed and my breast will fall out if I bend over. But it is beautiful and it hugs my body like a glove. If I didn’t feel so much like whore that’s used and damaged I would have said I looked beautiful, sexy even but not the way this has come to me, not with all the crazy thoughts running through my mind. I put mascara on and some lip gloss and a little blush. My hair is naturally wavy so I’m just leaving it down. I know my dad is up to something and this is all some kind of joke or master plan I couldn’t hide the bruise on my cheek so I’m just going with it.

I’ve never had to walk in heels before so let’s hope that goes well and I don’t make a bigger fool of myself than I already am. The drive from our hidden cabin in the woods to the prince's castle took us about an hour. Thank God that was a silent trip. And now that I no longer have to be on the run for my life I plan to make my escape from my father when he’s least expecting it. I’ll never come back here. Somehow I will find someone that can help me jump through the realms and go back to the humans where I belong.

The castle was packed with everyone, even down to the trolls. Everyone’s dresses were fancy and puffy and when I stepped out of the car all eyes were on me. The woman all glared as I walked past them with my dad holding my arm. The men were all drooling and making abnormal sounds. I kept my eyes ahead of me and ignored their rude and snid comments about me. It’s already been established that I’m the realm’s whore, I got it loud and clear but that’s not the worst part the worst part is I’m starting to believe it myself even though with all the men I’ve slept with I still haven’t gotten turned on most just fuck me dry they have to.

“Sit here, I’m going to Oberon. Don’t talk to anyone until I get back,” He said and hurried off to only god knows where. I sit there for the longest time but the urge to pee was getting stronger and I can’t take the looks of disgust from every one who passed gave me. So get up and start looking for the lady’s room.

I’ve asked a few people but they just scrunched their noses and walked away like I’m some type of disease.

Whatever.

I Spot a young girl carrying a tray full of empty glasses so I hurry over to her.

“I’m sorry to bother you but I have to pee and no one will tell me where the restroom is,”

She smiled at me like literally smiled. “The closest one is right down this hall past the meeting room second door to the left.”

“Thank you so much,” I nodded and headed down the hall but then froze. There has to be at least eight doors here. What door to the left? Crap very smart of you Darling Kate. I groaned and started walking, opening the doors but the urge was strong now and I sighed with relief when I finally found the bathroom.

I washed and dried my hands and straightened the dress before I left the room. I started back down the hall towards the party hoping Nolan wouldn’t notice my absence. Just before I could turn the corner I was pulled and slammed against the wall. My eyes darted in front of me but all I saw was stomach and chest. My eyes slowly traveled up and widened. This man has huge shoulder length hair and the brightest blue eyes I’ve ever seen and they are looking at me intensely. I shivered under his gaze and my stomach flipped and flopped. My lips parted to tell him he has the wrong person that I’m not who he thinks I am but his chest rumbled and growl purred from his lips and my eyes once again widened and my mouth closed.

Werewolf. He’s a werewolf.

I swallowed hard as he bent over and his face started getting closer towards mine he inhaled deeply and when his nose touched my skin above my collar bone shivers danced along my skin and goosebumps prickled up and he inhaled again. He pulled back and muttered. “Fuck,”

His once blue eyes were now a golden color he steps back and runs his fingers through his hair muttering a line of curses to himself and as stupid as I am I tried to slowly start backing away back towards the party only to be pulled into a hard chest. “Where the fuck do you think your going?”

“Back to the party?” That came out more of a question than an answer. His eyes narrowed and slowly took in my attire, his jaw clenched and his grip on my hips tightened. “Not dressed like this,”

Who the hell does this guy think he is? Anger boiled over and with all my strength I pushed him. He never budged but hey I tried. “You have no right to tell me what I can and cannot do. Now if you would please excuse me I really must return,”

Nolan’s going to kill me for sure.

He pushes me gently back against the wall. “Your mine,” he growls. And my heart stops beating for a second. No way he said that now my brain is starting to fuck up too not enough my dad sells my body but now he’s ruined my mind.

“I’m sorry but I’m not who you think….”

“Your my fucking mate. Which means your mine,” He growls louder.

His chest is heaving and I swallow hard. My heart was pounding in my chest as we both stared at each other. He strokes the pad of his thumb over my bruised cheek and his jaw tics. “What happened?”

“It’s nothing,”

I could tell he wasn’t happy with my answer and for some reason he let it go. A low growl merged from his throat as his finger slides between my breasts. A gasp left my lips and my stomach swirls and my walls clenched together. Holy fuck he has me feeling things that no other man has yet to make me feel and all he done was slightly touched my skin and it feels like my body is on fire.

He groans and leans in and whispers. “I can smell your arousal,”

My eyes widened and he laughs.

“What’s your name?”

“Da..Darling,” I stuttered out. He takes off his suit jacket and places it around me. “Leave that on. We’re going to find Ophelia then we’re leaving,”

“Leaving?” I frowned.

He nods, “You’re my mate Darling, where I go you go,” He wraps his hand around mine as he leads us back to the party and for the first time since I got here I don’t feel like the whore my father created I feel like me….at least it did for a minute because the moment we entered back into the Galla hall the music stops and gasps from the crowd and all eyes were once again on me.