“You knew, didn’t you?” My voice shook as I asked, dreading the response I might receive. “Let’s go somewhere private.” Jasper gathered his things beside him. “No!” The thought of being alone with him again... “Stop yelling.” The Lycan was frowning at me before sighing. “And yes. I knew about it.” “Y-you knew, and didn’t stop me? You lured me into a trap!” “Would you listen if I told you?” “Yes! N-no, I...” My head was hurting. So much information and revelation, I was having an overload. Even if Jasper warned me, I wouldn’t have listened to him. I was so desperate for friends, I... “Well, that’s your answer.” “You purposely allowed me to be in danger. That’s grounds for treason.” “I saved you, didn’t I?” “That’s not the point—” I stared at him. “What else are you not telling me?” Jasper sighed in annoyance, rummaging in his pockets until he pulled out a white cellphone and tapped on it before showing it to me. I grabbed the phone with shaking hands. “Next time, turn your
If that video was not destroyed... I will die.With that in mind, I quickly washed my face and placed my head under the faucet to give my shorter hair a wet look. I chewed on my lower lip to make it appear redder and plumper, tapped my cheekbones a few times for fake blush. Then, I opened the collar of my dress to expose my throat. I stopped in my tracks when I saw the red hickey on my neck. I still had no idea which of them gave it to me.When I heard the door of the room open, I pulled myself together as best as I could, unbuttoning my dress just enough to show the top of my chest.I am beautiful and desirable. Jasper proved that to me last night. He was attracted to me... and I will use that to my advantage. Seducing him would be a piece of cake. Once he told me where the original video was... I will kill him.“Hey,” the duke said when he opened the bathroom door. “Come out. I’ll bandage your arm.”We were in the hospital, there were people who were more than qualified to do that.
“Something's different about you, Selina,” Henry said as he put a hand on my waist while gripping my hand with the other. We were in the middle of Lyall Palace's great hall, about to partake in the tradition to be the very first to hit the dance floor at every party. I had organized this one in honor of the winter solstice.It was like my heart stopped for a second and I swallowed nervously.“W-what do you mean?” I asked, grasping his shoulder and his hand, trying to sound casual. I purposely gave our chests space so that he wouldn't feel my heartbeat. Did he know? Had he found out about me and Jasper? How? Did Jasper talk? My eyes scoured the ball room for the man in question and I saw him sitting on the fainting couch in the corner with a girl in each arm. While I was being questioned, he was out there laughing and flirting with girls. I tried to keep my composure. All the nobles in the land were in attendance and everyone was watching us. The moment the music started, Henry and
“What do you think about magic?” I asked, looking at Clifford intently.My personal butler stopped pouring my wine for a split of a second before finishing his task and standing beside me again.“I believe magic is dangerous, Your Royal Highness. It should be considered illegal,” he replied, his face darkening for a few seconds before being formal again.“Why do you think that?” I was surprised that he had such a strong stance about it. Something must have happened in his past for him to react that way. I listened carefully as he spoke, hearing the conviction in his voice loud and clear.“Magic is unnatural, ma’am. It goes against the natural order of things. It can have unpredictable consequences and can be easily abused by those who wield it.”“But magic can do good as well. Maybe heal someone from a disease or help us in battle?” I pressed on, waiting for the perfect moment to insert the topic of love potions into the conversation.“I understand your point, ma’am, but I have seen to
“No. Absolutely not!” I got up from the bench outside of the establishment and looked through the window. Shania was arguing with an older woman with long, white hair behind the counter. I remembered her as the same person I met in that same bookstore a few months ago. If that was Vevila Callaghan, it was no wonder there was a witches’ bible on the shelves back then.“Are you trying to get me arrested?” the woman hissed. She walked briskly past Shania and locked the door of the store. Vevila gave me the side eye when she passed by the window to return to her POS terminal, but didn’t say anything.“C’mon, Vevila, help a girl out,” Shania said while leaning on the counter. “My friend is head over heels in love with this guy, but he’s completely clueless. She thinks a love potion could help her out, and I thought, who best to ask than a witch, right?”“Wrong, and don’t call me by that name.” Vevila took a stack of books from the counter and put them on the shelves behind her. “I’m calle
“That’s Vevila’s Grimoire! Her witch’s bible!”“You’re—kidding...” I muttered in shock.“I wish.” Shania picked up the heavy, leather bound book and brushed off some lint or dust. “Do you know how much I’ve tried so hard to find this book over the years?” She wasn’t slurring now and must’ve sobered up. “All this time, it’s just right there outside.”“Wait, wait,” I said, still confused. I tapped the book with my index finger. “That can’t be. I’ve seen a witch’s bible before, in that store, too. This isn’t it.”“So there’s two? Fascinating.” Shania sat on her bed. One could tell there was something brewing in her mind when she fell silent, flipping the pages of the Grimoire slowly. I almost jumped when she looked up at me, her face blazing with emotion. “Can you really read this?”“I mean… I can only see the scribbles, not read them but… I can try.”“Then try. Here.”I scanned each yellowish-brown page carefully with my eyes, squinting and turning it this and that, side to side, to see
“I’m pregnant.” Oh, my gods, I’m pregnant. That fact just felt more real when I said it out loud. Jasper stopped polishing the short sword he had in his hand to stare at me. He didn’t look angry or anything. His face was devoid of emotion and I think that was even scarier. “Congratulations,” he said. “Y-you're… the father.” I said the last bit in a whisper. I was nervous before, but after I said that, I was terrified. I realized I shouldn’t have confronted him all alone in the large gym, and while he was handling a blade like that. After I asked him to stay away from me, there I was weeks later, announcing the end of his bachelor life. His literal life if anyone ever found out. I touched the concealed pistol I always kept on my thigh. I know he’s faster, but if he even looked at me wrong, I would— “Are you sure you're pregnant?” he asked, making me flinch in surprise. There was a hint of disbelief in his voice, but overall, his countenance was calm. I relaxed. Calm was good. A
“Ahhh, s-stop...” That was a pathetic attempt to stop Jasper from ravishing my b reasts, even I knew it. I heard it. My moans and gasps. The lewd sounds our bodies were making as we did it in the dark, cramped storage room behind the gym. It was humiliating... a princess like me, being taken by an occult standing up, with clothes on, in that dusty place. But the thought that anyone could discover us there does wonders to my mind and body. It was thrilling. It was scary. It was dirty. I was delirious with desire. It must be the same for Jasper because he was pounding on me like mad. He was stirring my insides, hitting my sweetest spot. He was relentless. I stared at his face when his mouth left my b reasts. His eyes were big with wonder as he stared back at me. I don’t know if it’s still my pregnant brain’s doing again, but I want to kiss him so badly. And that’s what I did. I grasped both of his cheeks and leaned in. I teased his lips and they opened,