The Lycan king had come to remind me of brunch with his mother and I couldn't be more scared. I knew it wasn't going to end well. “Just breathe,” Sheliah whispered. Of course I named my wolf. The walk to where we were having brunch was awfully quiet, I couldn’t remember passing through so many doors last night. When we finally made it there, it was the rooftop, a table had been set up there and the view was magnificent … well, breathtaking. A waterfall poured from above, forming a small pond, which reflected the woods in every direction. The sky was clear blue with puffy clouds, not too high or too low for it to be uncomfortable. A light breeze rustled the leaves on the tree tops. It was perfect. I could have stayed here all day if only it weren’t for the fact that this morning the Lycan King's mother had summoned me here. My stomach lurched at the thought. The table was covered in a baby pink tablecloth, flowers were in little vases, along with glasses filled with red wine. There we
I had imagined it, nothing crept toward me, I didn't hear a thud but the footsteps around my door was there.“Arielle?” I heard his voice, and relief washed over me.At least it wasn't a monster.I opened the door and came face to face with him. It was only when he moved into the room that I saw a maid was behind him but his large frame had concealed her.Dropping off whatever she was carrying in that tray, she eyed me before hurrying out of the room. It was only then I came to the realization that I had stripped off my dress and was wrapped In sheets.My face burned.I looked up at the Lycan King to see if he was staring at me inappropriately but he was looking everywhere in the room except at me and when he finally looked at me, his eyes didn't roam.I thought he was such a gentleman but what if it wasn't about being a gentleman? what if he didn't find me attractive at all? and it hurt.What if he thought of himself as better than me? I told myself that it didn't matter but it did.
I almost scoffed at her. What did she think the Lycan King was? a trophy that she could claim at any time? even trophies had competitors not like I was one.“Okay” I told her, she could have him back, I didn’t even know where I belonged.I think she was looking for a fight because my response had gotten her riled up.“You think you are smart huh?” what was she? a five year old?“Look I am not interested in whatever you want, he might be my mate,true. Moreover he isn’t a thing that you toss around and get whenever, he’s an actual person and I think he’s old enough to decide “ I yanked my hand off her grip. I hope I wasn’t defensive, I was trying to be neutral. “Unbelievable!”She snarled at me, like she couldn’t believe her ears with a priceless expression on her face and stalked away to a corner of the garden. Her arms crossed over her chest and she was muttering something about my stupidity.“And you bite, Mother was right, how many façades do you have?” His voice rang behind me. How
I fell on the bed once I had gone back to my room, I felt sick and worn out, the unceasing banging in my head had increased and I just wanted to disappear. The day had been exhausting but it couldn’t get much more than this, as I lay there with closed eyes trying desperately to not think about anything and everything at once. It was like a nightmare that wouldn’t leave me alone. Taking in my environment again, I knew it was pointless. I didn't have anything on me. All I took was Eleanor's borrowed dress and the one I was wearing. I was sure the Lycan King wouldn't mind if I borrowed it.I passed through the large living room and it seemed Diana, Penelope and his mother were waiting for me to leave. No one acted as if they had seen me and I didn't mind, I didn't want to hear any word of so much venom, I didn't think I could survive it.When I made it outside, the cool breeze caressed my cheeks, it helped me relaxed and it felt good. The light blue sky gave me some sort of peace and com
I was tired and drained. I would have sobbed as usual but my body wouldn't agree with my emotions. I fell on the bed, not sleeping though, I couldn't sleep. The restlessness of my mind didn’t help. My thoughts were going in all directions at once. There were too many questions, I didn't know how to answer them. This wasn't the life I bargained for, now I had another Leon and Zoey in my life only that there were three now. I could see the darkness slowly creeping into the room, the last rays of daylight were fading away into darkness. I fell into a dreamless slumber . The night continued like this without interruption until morning arrived. The sky was grey, a light fog covered the atmosphere. The cold weather did not suit me, it made me shiver more. I woke up earlier than usual because my stomach wouldn't stop rumbling. When I realized this, In as much as I would have loved to go get some food instead of waiting around for breakfast to come, I just couldn't. It wasn't my home. Even w
The Lycan King didn't come to check on me that evening. Only the maid brought food, the same maid I had spoken to earlier. I had a feeling he was avoiding me. I tried to convince myself that it wasn't that much of a big deal yet I felt unsatisfied.The moon shone through my window, its call was as loud as sirens and I answered. From my bed, I could see the trees outside glittering from the silver light from the moon but tonight, even though there was nothing particularly special going on there, I found myself drawn to the window. A strange excitement took hold of me, maybe it was the thrill of adventure, and the desire to explore and discover what lied beyond my walls. Immediately I moved toward it, I knew just why.It was Sheliah who was excited not me. Okay maybe I was a little because beneath the moonlight was the Lycan King in a white shirt that seemed to glow more and his black hair flowed gently around his back and shoulders. His long arms were crossed over his chest, and he sto
It had been two days and he wasn't back.I had managed to avoid his mother, sister, and former mate like plaques. One of the maids was kind enough to get paintbrushes, plain white sheets, and a row of watercolors for me. It was one of the kindest someone had done for me, an act of generosity.I had begun to paint and that kept me busy for most of the time. Today, I decided to help Luisa make apple pie. Did you know she spoke German, Spanish, and French? It was all very interesting to listen to. I'd spend time in the kitchen and even when she wouldn't let me help, she always entertained me with stories from her childhood.She had grown up in a small village near Berlin, in Bavaria. She and her sister grew up together. They both attended high school together. Her brother had died shortly after entering high school due to a heart attack and the family had broken apart, she herself ended up living with her aunt and uncle.I didn't press on any further, it was a sad tale and I didn't want
The Lycan King seemed to be avoiding. He didn't stop by my room again, he seemed to always hurry away when he saw me in the hallway. I didn't go beyond there. Luisa always stopped by with food and whatever I needed by that I meant whatever the Lycan King sent her to give to me. Sometimes we'll chitchat but not for long because she was scared of the Lycan King and was always hurrying away. I spent more time painting, the annual gathering for all werewolves from different packs was tomorrow and Luisa told me she was hyped up for it. She was going with Alfred, he was her mate and trust me when I say I didn't see it coming.They were so into each other, Luisa looked like she could be floating in the air. I didn't think I was going, Leon always had the habit of telling me when it was five minutes before the occasion and I wasn't surprised that the Lycan King didn't tell me.I was in my room when Luisa came in with a shopping bag, while wriggling her eyes suggestively.“What's in the bag?”