Valerie
The coming days were torturous for me with arduous daily tasks. I had literally no spare time to consider any of the puzzles I had about this place or my parents before. All I wanted was good sleeps after long-day work.
Fortunately, my ordeal was supposed to be ended soon, or at least that’s what I thought so.
The masters would all be coming back this evening as guests coming from a far distance would perhaps arrive very early tomorrow. That meant we would have to get everything fully prepared before the night fell.
I was designated to clean a spare bedroom on the second floor by Mrs. Manson this morning. She had been completely resenting me after Mr. Drakos nominating me to be selected, so she doubled my daily work. Samantha implied that I should find a chance to report it to Mr. Drakos as Mrs. Manson was clearly “revenging” me for being “mistreated” by him, and that Mrs. Manson wasn’t only hop
ValerieI had no idea where did this strange feeling came from but when I saw him stood there alone staring at the statue in sorrow, my heart flinched in pain. It seemed like he was going to disappear from my vision in a few seconds.And I, for some reason, didn’t want him to go. I held his hand tightly and leant forward, trying to get closer. Mr. Lang turned his head to me in confusion. When he saw the soft smile on my face, he stiffened. His eyes darkened immediately with a trace of redness. A signal of craving blood.
XavierI wasn’t supposed to be here until the night fell. There were loads of papers piled up on my office desk waiting for my approval. And I needed to get them done before the celebration tomorrow, so I would have plenty of spare time to accompany with guests from the North, rambling about pack business or that ridiculous arrangement. Fuck it. I didn’t care about that Alpha, his daughter or his pack. The Red Moon wasn’t in need of any alliance to elevate our power. And it’s absurd that father would consider using a marriage to create a strong bond between The Red Moon and The Eclipse.
Valerie It was the first time I saw a wolf shifting and what Ava said had been true – it was indeed very horrible. But she perhaps forgot to mention that when werewolves were in rage, it didn’t matter which forms they took. They were monsters. I was slammed against the wall before those eyes locking with mine. A deep color of crimson looked like a stain of dried blood on the rag, resembling with the ones I had seen in the raid. And it’s not my delusion that before I fainted out on the auction, I had seen his eye turned into the same color like this, the same of those orbs I dreaded in nightmares, like smothering lava waiting to burst out of a crater. “Sorry for what, Valerie? For that Kiss, or for your rejection to me?” He asked. It was not supposed to be a question as he would obviously not be contented with either of my answers. And he didn’t wait for it at all. His index finger trailed down my cheek before r
ValerieThough it’s perfectly reasonable for Mr. Drakos to regard my behavior as a lubricity from a rapacious slave, and I had understood very well that there’s no right or need for me to explain. I still got a strong compulsion of sounding off and clearing for myself, caused by my useless ego.But it would be more ridiculous if I did so, because I had the grievance against myself that I had absurdly behaved like a whore in front of that Alpha. I couldn’t really forget how tightly his body pressing against mine, the burning heat of that huge aroused maleness and a heavy scent of musk and woods easily intriguing my sexual desire. It felt like my treacherous body had taken the control of my brain and forced it to react lasciviously to his lure.The feelings were still vividly clear when I had got back to the castle. Fortunately, the strenuous work offered me a best distraction, enabling me to retrieve calmness and tranquility in
ValerieMy heart flinched like being clenched by a strong force, a pain washing over my body making me trembled uncontrollably.I had no idea where this feel came from but it overwhelmed me instantly when I saw Xavier Murphy took the princess in his arm.A lump in my throat choked me and I couldn’t breathe smoothly.I heaved in anger, depression, hatred and jealousy, neither of which emotions were supposed to be mine. A strong impulse to leap up and slit the girl’s throat formed in my chest, and I had to dig my nails deeply into flesh to control myself stay still.Something was deeply wrong inside of me.My heartbeats didn’t slow down until they finally disappeared into the lounge. It was fortunate that I don’t have to serve in the lounge, otherwise I was pretty sure of lose my mind there.“Are you alright?” Benjamin came to me and asked in a concerned face when we were preparing th
Valerie I froze at the Alpha’s callous stare of inspection. He was obviously skeptical about of the two masters’ reaction to me. Rubbing my hands together anxiously, I swallowed the lump in my throat before stuttering, “I…I’m s…sorry, Alpha Felix—” “It’s not your turn to speak with an Alpha!” His tone hardened, as he cut me off, turned to Xavier and said in provocation, “Am I right, Alpha Xavier? I have never known that humans in the South would be so boorish.” The Alpha was apparently trying to sound Xavier out about his excessive attention on me. He
ValerieI should have been happy that I finally got what I wanted. But I wasn’t. Every time I thought about the disappointed eyes Mr. Lang glanced at me with before leaving, my chest was stuck with something sore and painful that prickled my heart as each breath I took. Maybe Mr. Drakos was right in his commentary on me. I was grabby, pompous and shameless. I couldn’t really tell right from wrong. What I had done was contradicting what I believed to be correct. I claimed that I loathed them all, all of those sup
Valerie Once the grand feast started, there’s no time for us to take a break. We had to bring out a mountainous plie decadent dishes of finest cuisine to all the guests with hearty smiles to show our respects. Celebratory chatters echoed in the air with flavors of delicious food. The guests, laughing and toasting in pride, all seemed to enjoy themselves, except a group of vampires seated near the Alpha families that, if I didn’t take it wrong, would be Mr. Lang’s relatives as Benjamin had mentioned, royal vampires from The Lang family. The wineglasses served in front of them were filled with animal bloods, which they seemed to have no interests in tasting. They didn’t talk, smile or even take their black robes off, as if they just came here for a rest stop. Despite their gloomy faces, they still got the decency not to flare in public. I had seen either Mr. Lang since the feast began. There’s a spare seat next to the only female vampir