Chapter 35.

Thane's POV

The games lasted a very long time, and I could tell that the king was having fun just from the way he watched. He'd stand up and clap every now and then, and he'd even act like he was just one of us.

Everyone dispersed after his good night speech, and his very numerous guards followed him around. John waited behind to speak with me.

“You've done very well.” He said, patting my shoulder.

“Thank you.” I responded, feeling very tired.

“What else do you have planned for the remaining two days? The king has told me that he wouldn't be around on Saturday.” He said, and I nodded.

“Well, the dinner and awards night is on Friday so the King can present the awards, and for tomorrow, we have the movie night, and the theatre class has something also.” I said, and he nodded his head whilst smiling.

“You have made me very proud. I'll find ways to make sure you have another conversation with the King, but this time use it very well.” He warned.

“What do you mean?”

“The King is in need of a successor as he has no male children. The only one he had died a few years back, and his female children are all betrothed to people that the King wants to keep at arm's length.

I wondered why a man would marry his daughters to people he didn't like in the first place, but the politics played in the palace was beyond anything else.

“I will sir.” I assured Registrar John, and watched him leave. Alpha Harry was nowhere to be found, and I was thankful about it. I had barely moved on from where I stopped on the assignment. The activities had taken up my whole time.

I met with Lincoln and headed straight for my room. I couldn't stop thinking about Scarlett and the kiss. Her lips were unlike any I had ever tasted. I wasn't sure why I kissed her last night, but I was happy that I did.

Lincoln and I parted ways, and I went into the room. Scarlett wasn't in, so I undressed, wrapping my lower body in my towel. I entered the bathroom to see her in the bathtub with eyes closed and a glass of wine in her hands. She was clearly enjoying whatever she was doing.

I coughed, and she sprung up immediately, crossing her arms around her chest.

“Don't worry,” I muttered, “I just want to have my bath.”

“Please, pass me my towel.” She asked, and I gently reached for it.

She was very fast with it, but I also wasn't trying to see anything without her permission. She annoys me, but somehow still makes me go nuts. I was beginning to imagine the things that I would do to her whilst I had my bath.

It took a lot of cold water to calm down the storm that was rising inside of me.

When I was done bathing, I walked outside the room. She was already fully dressed again. I locked the door, and changed into my shorts.

“Are you running out again? Or you just want to torture yourself?” I asked.

“Huh?” She blurted out, totally clueless.

“You can get rid of the clothes.” I said. “The heat is a lot.”

She didn't look at me for a while, and then she removed just the shirt she was wearing.

There was a small piece of clothing called a tube covering her breasts, although that couldn't be what she was using to press them down.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to suppress every lustful act that wanted to hold me down. I growled, grabbing the edge of the bed as Scarlett stared at me with her pretty eyes.

She laid back on her bed, and turned the other way from me. I switched off the lights before I began rolling restlessly on the bed. I wanted to initiate a conversation, but I just didn't know what to say. I gave up and resigned to fate until I heard her tiny voice.

“Why did you kiss me yesterday?” Scarlett asked out of the blue. I contemplated the best reply to her question, but I seemed to get lost at every turn I thought.

“Why did you kiss me back?” I asked her, hoping she wouldn't just go quiet.

“You answer my question first.” She said, and I sighed.

“I wanted to.” I simply said. There was a weird silence for about a minute, and I just decided to keep talking. “There's this weird attraction I have to you, and it just made me…”

I stopped talking, and then I noticed that she turned to look at me. It was right then I knew that I was going to make a move. I wasn't sure if it was just because I needed to relieve so much stress, or because I was just curious, or because I wanted her.

“Have you told anyone yet?” Scarlett asked.

“A promise is a promise, Scarlett.” I sighed. “And I'm a man of my word.” I assured her. I saw her sit up, and I began to imagine several things that could happen.

She then walked into the bathroom, and I knew that I wouldn't let it just go. She spent quite a while in the bathroom, and came out when I coincidently stood up also. I was just going to get something to eat outside when she walked out.

We bumped into each other, and she held me for support. I held her by her waist to prevent her from falling.

I could not really see her face since it was already Nightfall, and the only light came from the moon. I could see her eyes though, and from the way her breathing shuddered, I could tell that she was nervous.

“Can I… kiss… you?” I asked, feeling my body shake. I wasn't going to let myself lose control.

She nodded gently, and I aggressively caught her lips. It sounded first like we both breathed in, but I was too caught up with her lips.

I gently parted her lips with my tongue, and rolled it over hers. She grabbed my shirt, and I held her waist with my right hand, and her back with my left.

She released soft moans as we kissed. I've kissed several people, but this one was doing something that no other kiss had done to me.

I hurriedly pulled away from her lips , and kissed her neck before I'd lose control of myself. She moaned as I kissed her. My hand strayed from her waist to her breast, and they weren't so small.

I kissed her again, and I was going to switch things up a notch when she pushed me away. She was breathing really fast, but I stayed away, breathing really hard. The temptation to just go close to her, and rip her clothes off got stronger by the minute.

“Can I…” she shook, and it was very visible. “Can I… just… sleep?” She asked.

“Yeah, sure… erm… sorry…” I responded, leaving the room to get some fresh air, and some food. I stood outside my room for a while, waiting for my election to cool off.