Se connecterAmelia’s P.O.V. He took me into his mouth in an instant, no hesitations, and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, kissing him back. I cradle wide to accommodate his thighs between them. His chest heaved with every inhalation into the kiss as his hands clamped down on my hips with enough force to leave a bruise. Our tongues tangled, teeth clashing as I clung to him like I'd die if we separated. He pulled away, peppering gentle doting kisses to my mouth and jawline, nibbling at my earlobe before descending down my neck. My head fell to the side, offering him unimpeded access as his teeth nickelled the heated skin between the base of my neck and collarbone. I moaned out through the burn it gave me. “Claim me." I moaned again, aligning our hips. "For goodness's sake and for the world to see. I… I need to know that I'm yours.“ He went still beneath me, heart thundering like it might burst through his chest, and I felt him harden against my seam— a hot, still, like a rod that gr
Amelia's P.O.V. “I want to train." I said as I slammed the door behind me, walking into the bedroom with Stark at my front. We just got back from the clinic, and I've been thinking about how to phrase my words to him. He froze, halting abruptly before turning to me with a furrowed brow. “What did you say?" He asked, tilting his head to the left, and I gulp walking to stand in front of him. Biting on my bottom lip, I raise my hand to trail my pointer fingertip on his left arm before replying. “Isn't that what you've always wanted? For me to be strong." My voice was gentle as I tried to focus on tracing a single vein among the scattered ones on his bulgy arm down to the back of his hand. His arms look sexy as hell. I wonder… “Amelia," he called, stepping back, which made me snap out of my thoughts and pout. I lifted my head to him, and my eyes widened slightly when I saw pitch-dark ones gazing down at me. Is that a reaction to what I said or a reaction to my touch on him? I
Amelia’s P.O.V. “You found where I came from?" He nodded, stepping away from me with a smile. I was surprised that he had gone his way to search about my real background and also eager to know who my real parents are. “What did you find?" I gulped, anxious to hear things about my real family. In as much as I love the parents that raised me, I wanted to know who my birth parents are. Where are they? What really had happened that made me get separated from them? “Hold on.“ He says and turns away before walking to his bed. I watch as he picks up a small brown file and walks back to me. “Have a look at this." I eye the brown envelope, scared of what I might see that would be good. If truly that memory is mine, then some of my life would be a tragedy, considering all that I've dreamed of. I hesitantly collected the envelope from him and looked down at it. I opened it and pulled out some pictures and a small piece of paper. The first pick that caught my eyes was me, the younger
Amelia's P.O.V. I spent most of the morning with Julie showing me everywhere in the Royal Empire Pack, from the top floor where Stark and his family's room was to the lower floors where the servants, Omegas, and other low-ranking pack members were. The living arrangements resembled an ascension order. The higher your rank, the higher floor you get to live on. The only pack members that are allowed to stay at the top floor are those with strong and prominent rank titles, like those that are betas and gammas either by blood or by earning them, but it's not all of them that stay at the pack house; some prefer to stay in their homes outside the pack house but within the pack borders. Julie showed me the kitchen, food storage unit, library, dungeons, and many other areas of the castle. “Do you know why the pack is called Royal Empire instead of just Empire Pack?" Julie asked her question just as we were leaving one of the dining rooms. Apparently, it was also true that there are two di
Amelia's P.O.V.It's been five days since I got here, and everyone has been so kind and accepting. I recall my appearance as a homeless girl, characterized by flushed cheeks, unkempt hair, and oversized clothes. I never knew this until I looked at myself in the mirror later that day. They never questioned my appearance, nor did they make me feel unworthy to be among them. They had only welcomed me with genuine happiness. Later, I learned that they were already aware of my unfortunate experience with the rogues. Stark told others I was his mate and that I was missing. I remember Lorena, his mother, almost crushing me with a tight hug and never leaving my side until evening. She explained to me that the pack members had been eager to meet me ever since they learned about Stark's mate. After a long bath, I remember crashing out onto the bed that night.I was finally here, but what I can't seem to get my mind off is the fact that everything about this place screamed royalty and soft life.
Amelia's P.O.V.There's a single word that perfectly captures my current state of mind. It was anxiety. I was anxious.After I'd felt beyond embarrassed about the fact that Stark and I kissed publicly with everyone watching, I'd summoned up a little courage and walked with him to one of the cars already situated to take everyone home.Home.Yes, I couldn't wait to be back home. I can't wait to finally leave this place and return, but then I'd be going back to living my usual life at the training pack house. Stark and I would go back to living as strangers. I'd return to learn how to fight like a warrior, and no one would ever find out I was the Alpha's mate until he decided he was ready to let people know.Isn't that what is going to happen at home?I know he's been nothing but completely kind and gentle since he came for me, but would he still be this caring when I finally arrive among his pack members? Did our little kiss mean something to him?My stomach tumbled at the thought of
Amelia's P.O.V. The sound of a high-pitched voice emanating from a speaker startled me, prompting me to frown. A female voice. “We would like you all to get ready for the regular check-in assessment as soon as your breakfasts are served. Thank you for your loyal cooperation." The female continu
I wake up to the sound of keys jingling together, and I peel my eyes open to sit up but immediately groan out loud when I feel an immense amount of ache fill my head. My hands, legs, and entire body throbbed with intense pain as I winced and forced myself to sit up. I instantly squished my nose tog
Amelia 's P.O.VI woke to the rays of sunlight showering on my face and I try to sit up but groan when I felt my head pounding and my right arm heavy. I swallowed the lump in my throat and surveyed where I was. It was my room, I also notice the IV drip in my skin and the sling over my shoulder. Doc
Stark 's P.O.V. I woke shortly after with me feeling hungry, it was in the morning I last ate. My stomach stirred and I got up to walk out of the room. I walk into the kitchen and ordered Eva to make something quick for me. “Bring it to the office once it's done.“ I told them before walking away







