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15. FIST TO FIST
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THE ROYALLY SCREWED PRINCESS 16. SEX ALL NIGHT
Brum's influence on me was not what could be considered good. Instead of walking through the front door like any sane person, I began scaling up the side of the wall to get to our room. It was difficult and that excited me even more because I was never one to say no to a challenge. The windows were far apart from each other, the wall nearly smooth and I leaped over with no fear at all. I was bleeding and sweating by the time I got to our room yet the grin on my face was a sign of deep satisfaction. I jumped through the window with a grunt. Before I could get up from my crouch, I heard the very faint creaking of wood. My head snapped up as I heard the main door close. Our eyes locked to each other, heavy with question. Brum was wearing the same clothes he left with a few hours ago but he was more presentable compared to me. He'd taken the front door instead of climbing up a whole castle. Despite his dickishness, at least my man was packing heat. I still couldn’t get over how good loo
THE ROYALLY SCREWED PRINCESS 17. BREAKING DOWN THE WALLS
The blanket was rudely ripped from my body, an unnecessarily rude awakening if you ask me. The sheets were tugged from under me and I was unceremoniously jerked onto my back two hours later. I groaned angrily, jerkily kicking my feet erratically at Brum's direction in hopes of killing him with a well-timed strike. It was like his mission was to just get on my last nerves until I burst apart. “Brum.” I groaned out, slipping my hand under my pillow to retrieve my knife. I pointed it at him through half lidded eyes. Then I dropped my hand, exhausted, and gingerly sat up, staring at Brum who was fully dressed. He straightened up, having done what he wanted, then walked over to the closet as I continued groaning in abject misery. I fought with the bed covers but even if I murdered them, I still had to wake up. I grumpily hopped off the bed, walking to the bathroom. “It's your turn to make the bed, right?” I asked. But I was not really asking. It was a way to tell him to do the bed. I was
THE ROYALLY SCREWED PRINCESS 18. UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTERS
With my belly full and a smile on my lips, I was ready to kick ass. I stood right next to Areli, holding a basket in hand. The girl had outdone herself yet again. There was a whole bunch of baskets behind us we would give out to each couple. Each basket had flowers, treats and tiny gifts. I shook my head, deciding there was a lot to learn from the goddess standing tall next to me. She was all sunlit smiles and her beauty was vividly illuminated in the light of day. I looked away from her when I heard the first couple make their way through the courtyard. Our border patrol accompanied them to make sure they got to us alright. The couple was delivered right to the doorstep and they immediately bowed. Areli quietly filled me in on their names, their pack and their family. With her by my side I would never go wrong. “Your majesty.” The man greeted as he swept into bow. He was six feet tall, a bit shorter than the king. He looked good, middle-aged but werewolf ages were confusing even for
THE ROYALLY SCREWED PRINCESS 19. MINE!
I should have been pissed. I should have been moody and fuming but I was not. As torturous as it was standing there all day long, I could not help but be excited. I did not know what I was excited about. The smiles that I had gotten, the compliments and the well wishes, they did something to me. I should have hated it, should have hated how much I was forced to smile but I was the opposite of that. All these were unexplored emotions for me. Such happiness, it seemed almost criminal to have. I worked my hands over my dress. It was a bundle of colors and patterns with spaghetti straps, skin tight. I paired it with tall black heel sandals and odd pieces of jewelry. To add a piece that was known to me to the outfit, I put on my pearl beads. With that, I was ready to face the alpha couples sitting at the dinner table at that point. My hands were damp with sweat but admitting that out loud would be stupid because I would be accepting that I was nervous. I never got nervous. I thought, shaki
THE ROYALLY SCREWED PRINCESS 20. STONE COLD
Every time Brum and I had sex it was more than I could ever imagine. But every time he pulled away from me, it hit me equally as brutal. The cold air kissed my skin, the tingling imprint of his touch and his bruising kisses. He immediately went cold while I was still at the peak of the sensation. It never got better. I never could get used to it. It was damaging and heart breaking. I lay on the floor, trying to gather the scattered pieces of my mind but he was already carrying his pants to the bathroom where he shut the door. The euphoria left, and from the emptiness rose disgust and that oohh so familiar sham. Where was the care? At least show some respect for the person you are intimate with. The cold started to seep from the tiles onto my back, making me feel really cold. I felt dirty. The aftermath of our jaunt suddenly made my skin prickle with more shame and disgust. My hands shook, and I stared at them as I stood up. I folded them into fists, pushing myself up despite the d
THE ROYALLY SCREWED PRINCESS 21. THE LAST STRAW
Brum walked in just as the sun was over the horizon. It’s vibrant rays poured over the valley, bringing color to the dull of the night. I was almost raw with fatigue, my eyes burning from it. Brum walked in to shower as I sniffed the air. He did not smell of anything at all, not even the woods. Maybe my nose just wasn’t working at all. I took a whiff again, getting nothing then the thought hit me. I could barely even get his own scent which meant he had used something to remove any scents on him. Why would he do that? What was he hiding? Could there have been someone in the hall and they had also hid their scent? I was sure I wasn’t making it up, someone had been standing at the other end of the door. My thoughts ran to the night I got sick. I had felt someone next to me. But now looking at it, it could have been Brum with his scent masked. All I had wanted was a good night sleep and that had been thrown in the gutter. Every part of me was aching, too numb to even shift from Brum’s
THE ROYALLY SCREWED PRINCESS 22. FAMILY OR MATE
I did not have the energy to put up a show. I did not have the energy to stride in with confidence. All I could do was keep my head up and show them nothing. I still could not wrap my head around what had happened this morning. I was having difficulty processing it to the fullest. The moment I entered the dining room, chairs scraped the floors but you could feel the tension even then. It was thick, almost tangible in the air and consumed all in that room. I could feel my body sway with each step, my waist curving in as my long legs swallowed the distance between me and the breakfast table, yet I was not in control. I took a back seat and let muscle memory take over, leaving my body vacant of any coherent thoughts. I felt hollow, an empty vessel with an abyss inside. I bent into a respectful curtsey. “My king. My queen.” I did not know if they replied or not. I pulled out my chair and sat down. The one next to me was vacant. The opposite chair to me was also vacant, as were the six
THE ROYALLY SCREWED PRINCESS 23. CLAIMING DESTINY
Just after dinner the alphas from all the packs began showing up. They were trickling in like flies. Most had been travelling by groups. I was not in the best of moods and I was actually doing well considering the morning I'd had. Brum was nowhere to be seen but we had all expected that. He would miss even the birth of his child own at the rate he was going. “My king.” An alpha couple greeted the king. “My queen.” They continued, moving onto to me. I waited until the whole group had said their greetings then I led them to the dining hall where they would get refreshments. The castle was buzzing in a way I had not seen before. The kitchen was in full swing, the sounds of pots and cutlery cluttering could be faintly heard. Some ladies were showing the alpha couples to their rooms where they would catch some sleep. At that point I wished I was one of the incoming guests so I could also go sleep in my room. The many sleepless nights I'd endured had finally caught up with me and by the
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