As I am sitting on the bed a knock on the door brings me out of my thoughts. "Come in," I mumble as my head rests on my knees. The bedroom door opens and the smell of sandalwood drifts into the room. Lifting my head I look up and see Raphael standing in front of me. "We need to talk," he says curtly as she shuts the door behind him. Pulling my knees away from my chest, I gently set my feet on the ground. "I would say that we do," I say angrily. "Where is Margaret?" "I do not have any idea what you are talking about," he says with a smirk on his face. "Your scent is all over this room," I tell him. "You have a good nose," he says with a hint of humor in his voice. "But the King can't know that I was in here," his tone turns serious. I stand up angrily and stare him in the eyes. "And exactly why should I do that?" I growl at him. "I will be the one punished for her going missing." "I can fix that for you," he says calmly. "I will tell the King that I saw you by
**Flashback**"I know he touched you," Alexander growls angrily. "Tell me the truth."Slowly I back away from Alexander with my hands raised in the air. "No one touched me. I swear it." I tell him honestly but the rage in his eyes will not cease. "I can smell his scent all over you," he growls as he stalks me like I am his prey."It was just a hug," I admit. Earlier in the day one of the male Omegas had engulfed me in a hug while he was telling me about his mate. I did not think anything of it at the time. But when Alexander walked into my bedroom and caught his scent he lost his mind. "You are mine," he yells in my face and I nod my head furiously up and down. "No one is to touch you but me.""I am yours," I say as I reach up and try to stroke his chest to settle him down. But it does not work. Alexander grabs my wrist and squeezes down hard. I can hear my bones snapping under the pressure. "Alexander please," I beg him. "You are hurting me.""Good," he says with an
The rising sun peeks through the thin curtains that I have hung in our room. I let out a little sigh as I look at the empty bed across from me. The curtains that I have hung in MY room, I mentally correct myself. I tossed and turned all night. Each time I fell asleep my dreams were plagued with memories of my past life. Memories that I would like to forget. In one dream Alexander was kind and caring. Trying to win my favor. But in the next he would be the cold and heartless King that I knew he could be. The early morning bells haven't rung yet and I know that the bathroom will be empty. I grab a clean maid's uniform and my toiletries and head down the hall to the bathroom. As I pump the water through the shower I brace myself for the cold water that is about to sting my skin. In a quick burst the water comes spraying out of the shower head and I wet my hair and body quickly before it turns off again. The first bell rings as I am scrubbing my hair. My eyes are tightly cl
I stand outside of Alexander's office with my hands sweating. I wipe them on the skirt of my maid's uniform over and over again. Staring at the dark wood door I try to think of all of the reasons that I could have been in his room without him this morning. I am sure that Raphael has already told him I was in there. I raise my hand to knock on the door but before my hand hits the door Alexander's voice rings out loudly. "Are you going to stand there forever or come inside?" There is a gruffness to his voice but also a hint of humor.Gripping the cold door knob I slowly turn the knob and walk inside. As I walk in the door Alexander is sitting with his feet propped up on his desk. His hands are lazily placed behind his head as he watches me intently with his crystal blue eyes. "You wanted to see me, Your Highness?" I say baring my neck to him in submission. "Your scent gives you away," he says with a grin on his lips. "You smell like chocolate cake." I cannot help but smile
**Indicates a Dream****I gaze at my reflection in the mirror. I barely recognize the woman that is staring back at me. Earlier today I was in my maid's uniform cleaning the King's dirty laundry and now I am standing in a custom made gown. Alexander has chosen a deep emerald green dress for me to wear tonight. He said that it compliments my eyes perfectly. The dress clings tightly to my body, accentuating all of my curves perfectly. My dark hair falls in loopy waves down my back. I look down at the feather masquerade mask that sits on the dresser beside me. A knock on the door brings me out of my trance. I turn to see Alexander walking into the room in an black tux with an emerald green vest and tie that matches my dress perfectly. "I thought that we could match each other," he says cheerfully as he approaches me. "I brought you a present," he says sweetly. He pulls a velvet box out of his pocket and smiles brightly at me. "Close your eyes and turn around." My eyes wid
Victor wraps his arms around me tightly and I lean back comfortably in his arms. He nuzzles his nose into my neck and lets out a low rumble of a growl. "He touched you," he says angrily. Forgetting my nakedness, I spin myself around and look deeply into his bright blue eyes. "It isn't what you think," I tell him quickly. "It was not that kind of touch."Victor's eyes never stray from my own as they swirl from blue to silver and back again. "He touched you," he growls again. "Mine," his voice sounds gruff and mean. He wraps his arms back around me. He nuzzles his nose back in my neck and I can feel his canines lengthen against my neck. "Victor," I gasp out because he is holding me so tightly. "Please don't. Not like this." His canines scrap against my skin but they do not puncture it. His grip around me loosens and I suddenly remember that we are both naked. Something hard is pressing against my stomach but I do not dare look down to see what I already know it is. My
**Indicates a dream** **”There is more that you need to see,” a voice echoes in my mind. Suddenly, I am standing in the hallway outside of Alexander’s office. I raise my hand to knock on the door but no sound comes from my actions. I raise my hand to knock again, once again there is no sound and this time my hand pushes through the wood of the door like it isn’t even there. Raised voice from inside the office catch my attention. Alexander is extremely angry and screaming at someone. “What do you mean I am not meant to be the King,” his voice travels loudly through the door. “I am the rightful heir to the throne. My brother is nothing more than a bastard.”There is a muffled response in return but I cannot make out what the other person is saying. Lifting my hand to the wood of the door I gently push and my hand pushes all the way through. I take a deep breath and step forward pushing my body through the heavy wood of the door. Next thing I know I am standing in Alexande
Victor's mouth crashes down on my own and I gasp in excitement. Victor takes the opportunity to slide his tongue in my mouth and my tongue immediately fights him for dominance. Adeline is pushing forward in my mind as we kiss. I can feel my canines begin to tingle in my gums. She is dying to mark what she knows is hers. Victor and I break away from the kiss and pant heavily as we stare at one another. His bright blue eyes are swirling from blue to silver and I know that his wolf is having the same feelings as mine. Victor rests his head against my forehead and closes his eyes trying to regain some sort of self control. "What if I told you that I wanted you to mark me?" Victor says as he still pants heavily against my forehead. His request catches me off guard but Adeline is howling inside of my mind begging me to do it. But I know that now is not the time for us to mark one another, I still have the prophecy to find. I still have to mend what was broken in my previous l