The drive down to the Alpha King's castle was mostly quiet. I laid my head comfortably on the leather seat, trying to not get frozen in place. I thought about whether or not the Alpha King's mother was going to like me. I thought about it for long and hard and I did not even know when I fell asleep.I woke up with a start when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I opened my eyes tiredly and found that my head was on the Alpha King's chest. He had even covered me with an extremely soft and lush furry blanket. I sat up immediately, feeling really shy as he reached out and gently wiped the drool from the side of my mouth. "I am just really tired." I explained, in reply to questions nobody had asked me. The Alpha King smiled kindly, and told me that he understood. As the guards held open the door and I stepped out of the car, "I hope I did not snore too loudly…" I said, actually feeling more like a teenager than I had in a while. The Alpha King walked over to where I was, laughing lightly. "Yo
The maids came in to help me with my hair, dress and light makeup. Since I was going to be meeting the family for the first time, I looked in the full length mirror in the room allocated to me, and I did not recognize the girl whose sad green eyes looked back out at me. My reflection showed beauty and class. Sophistication even, with the dainty way I held my manicured hands. But my eyes held sorrow. I noticed how much change had happened to my entire existence in such a short period of time. I was still only eighteen years old, but I looked so much older to myself, and I was sure that it was not the makeup. Trauma had indeed aged me. As it was a team working all at once on me, I was ready and on my way down the stairs to the dining room in roughly twenty minutes. I let the small tail of my silk dinner gown trail beautifully beside me as I descended the stairs slowly and confidently. I had already decided on the shower that I would fit in here or literally die trying. When the guard
I stood close to the beautifully plush sofa directly opposite the large TV set where Attus sat. "What are you watching?" I asked, even though I knew that I would not know the show or movie if he mentioned it. My parents had been very particular about keeping me away from screens. The TV in our own mansion ahd been mostly for guests and Becky, before she became the favored of the clan. My mother always use dti say that addictions should be formed in adulthood, not from childhood and it had never made sense to me as I grew up to hear it severally from her. "Just this new series I have wanted to see for so long." Attus answered, not once taking his eyes off of me. I smiled. "May I join you?" I asked, and he gestured quickly for me to sit. "Of course, Clara. You are a part of the family now." He said, as I sat closer to him than I had originally intended. But after my body sank in and I felt the warmth of his body on mine, I did not want to have to bring myself to move away. "I'm sor
I looked boldly and angrily at the Alpha King as I arranged my nightdress slowly; menacingly. He looked a tad bit uncomfortable, but the amusement on his face and in his eyes; that insufferable carriage and arrogant swagger, pissed me off more than anything else in the entire world. "Is that it?" asked, shaking from the surge of adrenaline in my body. "If all you wanted to do was to strip me naked in front of your entire family, should you not have at least told me about it so I could be prepared?" I asked, hating the fact that tears were welling up in my eyes and blurring my vision. Attus stood up then, mumbled some unintelligible words, and walked uncomfortably out of the TV room, leaving the Alpha King and I alone. "If it is not apparent to you that stripping you just now was a mistake? You might really just be as daft as u have always thought." He said coldly, staring me up and down with disdain. "Maybe that is what you wanted anyway, to show your damn tits to Attus!" His word
The Alpha King walked out of the TV room in deep thoughts about his love for his half brother. He thought about going into his room and telling him the whole truth about Clara and her presence in the house. But at the same time, as much as he loved and trusted Attus, his Gamma's words kept playing back over and over again again. As he padded up the stairs, he decided against telling Attus about Clara. At least not yet. But he would apologise for the scuffle down in the TV room. He took a few deep breaths before getting to Attus's door, which was surprisingly open. But considering how much Attus loved his personal space and privacy, the Alpha King decided to just wait and probably knock before going in, but a sound caught his attention and held it. The sound was like that of a whiny little mouse or crying baby. His curiosity shadowed his sense of better judgement, and he popped his head gently into the room. The shock that he felt was like having ice cold water being poured on him fr
The Alpha King shook his head, not trusting himself to speak. He did not want to say anything that might make his mother worry. He just needed her comfort and support. His mother held him tighter and went silent for a while. Then she had slowly started humming a soft tune that he had never heard before. It was a soothing melody that slowly calmed his racing thoughts and helped him drift off to sleep. It cooled his brain and soothed the pains he carried in his chest. As he drifted off to sleep, he felt a sense of peace wash over him. He knew that he could not continue to hide from his problems and that he would have to face them eventually. But for now, he was grateful for his mother's love and support. He felt safe and protected in her embrace, and he knew that everything would be alright in the end.The Alpha King's mother continued to hold him, singing her soft melody until he was fast asleep. And when he awoke the next day, he felt renewed and ready to face whatever challenges la
I allowed myself to let my guards down following the insistent and consistent nice treatment from the Alpha King, and even Morrigan's exit from the castle. It was all a plan from the beginning, but I had not known that yet, so I had just gone along with it, being nice to the Alpha King, accepting his hugs and giving him the same. I caught him staring at me a lot. When he was not working, he spent more time with me. We would sometimes sit in silence even while he worked. I read many different books from the Castle's library during those days. The Alpha King literally interrupted with a kind word every time I tried to ask him what was going on. It seemed like all he had needed, was a slap to set him straight and bring him back to reality. He was always around me. Even when I just wanted to spend some time with Attus, he would just show up and ask to join in on whatever it is that we were doing. I noticed the brief glances loaded with deep, impenetrable meaning that passed often betwee
I was having a panic attack. I snapped severally at the personal maid assigned to me. Martha. She was sweet and loyal. And at fifteen she was only three years younger than I was. I was always particularly sweet to her and we were more like besties than future Luna and personal maid. Martha devoted her entire life in my service. When I had recurring nightmares about Ethan and had flashbacks of almost being buried, she slept with me in my room. It was against the rules, but we kept our own secrets. Apart from Attus, Martha made my stay in the Castle bearable. "That dress is not properly ironed! Take it out and get it ironed!" I screamed, looking at my reddened face in the mirror. I could see the fear, tiredness and exhaustion on Martha's face and it made me feel very guilty for overworking her so that when she returned with a better ironed dress, I broke into tears, embarrassing her. The poor little thing did not know how to handle my outburst. "What if they are going to send me out