KaraI close the door to my bedroom. Goddess, it is five times the size of mine back home. I turn, seeing a little peephole through the door and sure enough, Marquis is still waiting outside. I need to calm down … perhaps a bath and some food will help.It’s hard to feel trapped when I can do cartwheels across the floor. I have never seen a room so big. There is a huge king size bed that I will drown in. it has its own curtain around the top of the bed frame. One wall is all arches with a view of the entire city. There is a walk-in wardrobe that I will use one shelf of with all the clothes I packed. Not that it matters, as the wardrobe is stocked with dresses, shoes, trousers, tops, jumpers, jackets. Anything I could ever want or need for my lifetime of servitude. Wonderful.I refuse to linger there too long. If I do, I will probably find ways for my mind to trick me into thinking he bought all these items for me. That he took the care to choose what I would wear. But I doubt it. It
Kara Despite the dark, damp smell that is coming from the twisted corridor, I decided to take a step. If they don’t know this corridor is here, perhaps … This could lead to me getting out of the castle. Then what I don’t know, but curiosity got the better of me, so I carried on all the same. I had only ever read one book when I was younger. It was a about 12 princesses who lived in a castle and would escape to dance all night with their prince. I wonder if this would lead me to my prince? The uneven steps made it tricky to manoeuvre down the further I went the light from my room began to disappear. Not that it mattered as a werewolf I can see easily in the dark, but there is something comforting about light. The sound of water dripping on some of the steps echoed through the air, making them slippery to walk on. Where does this lead? Once I was completely submerged in the darkness, there was a fork in my path, left, or right? This was a little tricky, as now I wasn’t sure where to
Elio All night, I kept envisioning her body. So beautiful. I wanted her. The image of her in the bathtub replayed over and over again in my mind. How she stood up, the water trickling down her breasts, curves and that pussy … so pink and perfect I was hard instantly. Of course, that image of her only lasted a second before she screamed bloody murder and dived back under the water to cover herself. One day she will scream like that for me. The entire castle will hear her. For such a sinful body, her face is so innocent. The green doe eyes and the plush pink pouty lips. The image of her on her knees as I feed my cock into her mouth has me twitching. Fuck. Then there is her fucking scent of sunshine and roses. I went back into the bathroom once I knew she had left. I replayed her standing before me, naked. The steam from her bath lingered, as did her scent. I trailed my fingers along the surface of the water, imagining how the water cascaded down over her smooth skin. Those water
Kara Burning flames and eyes filled my dreams last night. I don’t know how I made it back to my room, but I did. I am never ever going down there again. What is he keeping here? I woke with a start. The feeling of the shadow creature touching me lingered on my skin. I could still smell the faint smell of flames as I looked around my room. There was a knock at the door as I slowly tiptoed to the door, pushing away the furniture I’d used to barricade myself in. “Hello?” I asked tentatively. My skin was already warming with the heat of the day, a light sheen of sweat beginning to coat my skin. “Kara, please open up. I have brought you breakfast,” Marquis calls through the door for a fleeting second. I’m disappointed it’s not Elio. We are to be married soon; will he not spend any time with me? I shake my head at the thought, why do I want him too? I look over at where all the food from last night lay, thinking I can just graze on some of the fruit and nuts that were there. It’s gone.
Kara I left my room and began heading downstairs to see Elio. Marquis had shown me where it was earlier today, so I knew the route. Apparently, Elio had given him the night off because only he was allowed to see me in this dress. I had laughed when he told me, but now that I’m in it, I’m a little relieved. It’s having a balcony bra neckline and hugs my little curves like a second skin. There is a high thigh slit that cuts across diagonally. The fabric itself is rather sheer in places, with beads and lace concealing areas of my body. I have never worn a dress like this, but having seen Aurora wear them, I decide to channel her and wear it with confidence, squaring my shoulders back as I head down the stairs. There is also no one around. It gives me a few chills … did he command the whole castle not to be here? I don’t know if I should feel flattered by that or not? Still, I carry on focusing on remembering the way to go to the dining area. I feel my nerves begin to get the best of
Elio I could see her anger rising as her chest heaved, but still, I knew she wouldn’t be able to resist me for much longer. She looked up at me, her nostrils flaring as her eyes narrowed. I gave her my seductive smile, one that normally was enough to have most woman begging for me. If me being alpha and had a massive dick wasn’t enough. “Your only chance of getting laid is if you crawl up a chicken’s arse and wait!” she snapped as she swatted my hand away from her throat. She was stronger than she looked. “Now let me go!” she tugged on her wrist and my anger simmered. In the back of my mind, I enjoyed her arguing with me, although right now I wasn’t going to let her know that. “Is that so little wolf? Then why does you body suggest otherwise? I can see your nipples poking through the fabric of your dress,” I taunt, my fingers pinching one of them for emphasis. I smirked, seeing her bite her lip for a fraction of a second before she tried to stand, her hand still dragging the chair
Kara Tomorrow was the wedding and mum and dad were going to arrive first thing in the morning for breakfast. I couldn’t wait to see them. I just hoped seeing their faces wouldn’t make this harder than it already was. True to his word, Elio has kept me in here since our dinner. I have only caught glimpses of him when I have gone to use the bathroom. Marquis brings me my food twice a day, but otherwise I am confined to this room. Honestly, I genuinely prefer it. This is my safe space and no one can come in here without my permission. I’m used to being in small spaces. This is a luxury for my cell. I have a bed, a view, food, a bathroom. I get small amounts of conversation with Marquis when he brings me my food. I am truly happy. At night though, my dreams still haunt me. I have barricaded the door that leads to the secret corridor and steps. I don’t want to go to some torture chamber or witness that again. I have enough of my own demons I don’t wish for any more. I don’t even reall
Kara I blew the bubbles from my bath up in the air, their iridescent shimmer catching the light as I lay there. The warm, comforting aroma of lavender filled the room, soothing my senses. I glanced down at my skin, tracing the faint scars on my hips and thighs with my fingertips, feeling their raised texture against my touch. I don’t know how I got them or the ones on my back … I don’t want to know, but they just show of a time I wish I could erase. I wonder what Elio will make of them? Not that he is going to see them, of course. I immerse myself in the warm water, the sight of soapy bubbles engulfing my body fills my vision. he refreshing scent of soap permeates the air, mingling with the steam rising from the water. But if he did … I can’t even explain them. I don’t know what happened if they are from my wolf or from him? All I remember is waking to an excruciating pain that pierced through my body. A pain unlike anything I had ever known. Sometimes I'm glad I don't know, but a