"Leave." Noah's voice was the only one in the room. " All of you. I'd like to talk to my wife. In private."
I thought I was dreaming. I'd been staring at Noah for a while so maybe I was imagining things. Maybe if I blinked or broke an arm, everything would go back to normal.
Maybe.
"Can you not hear me?" The Alpha's boom caused me to snap out of my thoughts. I shuddered as a chill ran down my spine. " I said leave!"
The maids scurried out first, their footsteps like mice running from their biggest predator, the cat, in the hallway. I glanced quickly at the bed and cursed inside when I saw the silk dress lying on the bed, it's beauty taunting me.
Why didn't they take it along?
Noah, like a pest, followed my gaze to the dress too. His eyes darted back and forth between us before a smug smile rested on his lips.
"You can't be serious." Eric broke our staring contest. He always seemed to know the right time to butt into our business. " Noah, you're joking, right?"
"You're still here." His cousin countered. " I asked you to leave.'
"But…"
"Leave." Noah was this close to spelling the actual word out to Eric. " Don't make me have them escort you out. I want to talk to my Queen in private."
Noah saying My Queen was even more cringe and I wanted to barf so bad.
"Fine then." Eric headed to the door. He gave Noah a curt nod and a deadly eye roll before exiting my room. " Have a good night's rest."
Noah then smiled sinisterly at me. I choked on air.
Just like In the movies, the door closed slowly, it's creaking filling the room. Immediately the door closed shut, Noah turned to me. He said nothing, only watching me with a certain glint in his eyes.
Unable to bear the silence for much longer, I yelled. " What do you want Noah?"
He said nothing. His smile only grew wid until I realized he had a dent in his left cheek.
" I'm talking to you." I yelled. " What do you want from me?"
"Bailey." My name was the first thing he pronounced. There was something about the way he called my name. " No one calls me by my name, except they've earned it. You, haven't. " He paused. " But since you're new to all this and I'm in a relatively good mood, I'll let it slide. You are my Queen after all."
"Would you stop calling me that?" I barked. " I am not your Queen so stop calling me that."
"But by royal decree you are." He toyed around with a powder case on my vanity. " All that's left is a few formalities. Then your coronation ceremony and everything's a done deal."
"Why?" It made no sense. He hated me so why did he make me the Luna? " Why are you doing this?"
" You're a special one, Bailey." He started, his smile never for once faltering. "And special cases require special procedures. Don't worry, it'll all make sense in the end."
" If you think you can punish me, just to bend and stroke your useless ego then it won't work. " I fired back. " I'm not like the other girls you've come across."
"Like I said, special case, special procedures." He made it look like I was in a mental asylum waiting to be treated. His eyes locked on me one more time before going back to the dress. Pushing himself off the vanity he was resting on, he strolled to the bed.
"What are you coming to do?" I asked nervously, as he moved closer. The beat of my heart increased its pace. And i stood still, unable to move. Noah still didn't stop, he moved closer
He stopped next to the bed, and picked up the dress in one swift motion. As I watched him pick up the dress, my heart started racing. I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions: anger, confusion, and a strange attraction. He delicately twirled a piece of the fabric on his fingers and I saw it sparkle a bit. "This would have looked really good on you, you know," he said, breaking my chain of thoughts again. My anger flared up. "Is that why you sent your maids to play dress up with me? For your pleasure?" I seethed, clenching my fists. "Not necessarily," he replied, taking a step towards me. "I just wanted to get you in a clean set of clothes. You looking aesthetically pleasing to the eyes would just be an added bonus." I was so angry that I couldn't control myself. "Pervert," I let out through clenched teeth. "Not only are you proud, you're also a fucking pervert!" As he took a step towards me, I instinctively stepped back. He continued coming closer until my back came in contact w
A gentle breeze blew by, sending leaves rustling my way. I shut my eyes tighter as I padded the bed, frantically searching for the duvet I'd slept in last night. But instead of the soft warmth of the quality cotton material, my hand felt a hard surface, prickly prickles poking through my skin. I jerked up immediately and what I saw wasn't what I expected. Trees bloomed all around me, like it was spring. Songbirds flew around, their rhythmic chirps filling my ears. Flowers of different colors and types spread about with lush green hedges in between. And the sun was as bright as ever, the round celestial body glowing and giving warmth to my skin. Where was I? Glancing around my immediate surroundings, I surveyed what was supposed to be my bed. My fancy queen sized bed with lacy covers was no longer where I left it last night. Instead, I was sprawled on top of a flower bed. A rose bush to be exact. It's petals, I'd probably used as a cover and it's thorns were what pricked
Who.. who are you?" I stammered. My teeth were chattering as I raised a finger at him. " Who the hell are you?!" "I'm sorry I frightened you." He really did look sorry. " I didn't mean to. We'd been knocking at your door with no response, so I let myself in." "You haven't answered my question." I didn't want to hear any excuses. I just wanted to know who the fuck he was. " I'm not going to ask you again." "I'm Gustav." He stood straight, something glinting on his wrist. It was a gold bracelet. Almost every guard in the palace had one. I may or may not have snuck a glance at all of them a couple of times " Your personal bodyguard and royal escort." As I looked at Gustav, my heartbeat began to slow down. I could see the concern in his eyes, and I realized that my reaction to his presence was a bit extreme. I felt a bit embarrassed, and I hoped that he would not judge me for it. I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself. "Gustav," I repeated his name in a softer tone. "I'm sor
"Gustav?" I echoed, narrowing my eyes at him. "I've never heard of you before. What are you doing in my room?" "I'm one of your personal guards, your majesty." He replied, still looking apologetic. "I'm supposed to be on duty right outside your door." "I see." I muttered, feeling a little embarrassed at my outburst. "I'm sorry for shouting at you. It's just that I had a bad dream and I'm a little disoriented." "It's alright, your highness." Gustav reassured me. "Is there anything I can do to assist you?" I shook my head, still feeling a little shaky. "No, thank you. I think I just need some time to gather my thoughts." "Very well." Gustav nodded, before turning to leave the room. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me." As soon as he was gone, I let out a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. What was that dream about? And why did it feel so real? I got out of bed and walked over to the window, pulling back the curtains to let in some sunlight. Outside, I could
I sighed deeply, trying to ignore the infuriatingly smug expression on Noah's face. It wasn't the first time he had insulted me with his so-called compliments. I knew he didn't really mean them, but that didn't make them any less irritating. "I wish you wouldn't call me that," I replied, keeping my tone as neutral as possible. "You know I don't like it." Noah chuckled, a sound that grated on my nerves. "What, 'your highness'?" he said. "But you are my mate, my queen. Don't you think you deserve a little respect?" I rolled my eyes. He was mocking me and it was very intent. I hated it when he was all smug. He was too arrogant, and oh goddess, i hated him so much. I hated seeing his handsome face, As I looked at him, I couldn't help but notice the way his dark hair was slicked back, revealing the sharp angles of his face. His skin was bronzed and seemed to glow in the light, as if he had just returned from a tropical vacation. His tall frame towered over me, and I couldn't help but
The sudden darkness that ruled the night had cleared off but my mind was still very stormy. A cold breeze whipped through the night, sending a shiver down my spine. I was by my window in my room, that overlooked a fair share of the kingdom, one of the many places that reminded me of my current predicament. I couldn't help but wonder how I had ended up in this situation, mated to someone I didn't even like. And then, like a bad omen, I heard the sound of footsteps coming towards my room. I already knew who it was, and my heart sank as the door opened to reveal him standing there. "Bailey," he said with a hint of annoyance in his voice, "You always manage to be in my space.” That voice that i hated so much. That same voice that brought sparks to my chest. As much as i hated it. I turned to face him, taking in his appearance once again. His dark hair was still slicked back, and his tan skin looked even more pronounced in the moonlight. He looked as arrogant as ever, and I could fee
As I walked over to my vanity, I caught my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy from crying, but I refused to let my sadness show on the outside. I straightened my posture and looked at myself with determination. I knew that I needed to start taking action if I wanted to change my situation. I needed to find a way to break the bond between Noah and me, to be free from this loveless marriage. But how? the sky, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of sadness wash over me. Being mated to Noah was not what I wanted for myself. I missed my family, my friends, and the life I had before this forced union. My mind drifted to Nita, my best friend since childhood. She would always be there for me, no matter what. I wished she was here with me now, to offer some comfort and support. But I knew that wasn't possible. I was alone in this, with no one to turn to but myself. As I thought about my situation, a wave of determination swept over me. I couldn't just accept my fate a
As I walked down the hallway, I noticed a group of ladies huddled together, whispering and giggling. They fell silent as I approached, and I could feel their eyes on me as I passed by. I tried to ignore them, but their hushed tones made me curious. What were they talking about? Was it about me? I quickened my pace, eager to get away from their stares and their whispered gossip. But as I turned a corner, I heard one of them say, "Did you hear about Bailey? She's been forced to marry Noah. Can you imagine? Next time, she would learn to keep her mouth shut.” My heart sank. I knew I was the subject of their gossip. I felt like I was on display, like I was some sort of circus freak for them to gawk at. I could hear their laughter and their snickers as I walked away, and it made me feel small and insignificant. I was just another pawn in the game of the palace, another piece to be moved around and talked about. I longed to be back home with my family and friends, where I was accepted f