Chapter 5

DARIAN'S POV

Alpha Prince.

Alpha Prince.

Alpha Prince.

These words had been drilled into his head over and over and over.

His father had been a great Alpha king, before he got hit with an incurable sickness...and now he was supposed to continue his father's legacy.

As King.

But becoming the king of Moonveil wasn't as enticing as people thought it was. He had to fight for his place, not only that but he has to find a mate before the coronation, as tradition demands.

But Darian had never been interested in any of the Omega that had been presented to him or human noblewomen who threw themselves at his feet in hopes of gaining his attention.

And getting a mate whom he didn't like sounded like torture to him. Because they were all the same, greedy for attention and power.

Well, until he met her.

The clumsy, untrained, but defiant new maid.

He didn't even remember approving a new servant. Matters like that were beneath the king-to-be. His mother took care of the palace staff.

But that girl...there was something about her that was unusual.

She smelled strange, something that his Alpha wolf couldn't pinpoint.

She didn't have the sweet smell of Omega, but she still didn't smell like a human either.

It irritated him, because her scent not only confused his wolf, it made it restless too.

And her face, he couldn't get it out of his mind no matter how much he tried. Her brown eyes were one of the most beautiful he'd ever seen on a non-wolf.

Her perfectly straight nose, gold soft hair, the small mole just at the tip of her hairline, all these details made his wolf go crazy.

So much that it had made him touch himself in the bath.

Darian before this had always prided himself on self control. He had lain with several women before, but he never let it get to him. Never made him loose control.

But while he soaked in his warmed milk water, he couldn't help but let his thoughts drift bashfully to the new maid, and before long he was touching himself.

He thought of her wide eyes when he first met her, soaked with her maiden dress clinging to all the right places, the way she looked confused and stubborn all at ones.

Then he imagined her eyes being wide for a whole other reason, chocking on his cock, touching him, begging to be filled.

He was so lost in his fantasy he didn't even realize the door was slightly open.

And then he smelt her,she was standing outside his door, most likely watching him. And the thought made his wolf surged, he smiled.

He could've stopped masturbating, acting like the sophisticated prince he was supposed to, but he didn't.

He continued to touch himself, moaning even louder, letting her watch him loose control over her like some virgin teenager.

Her smell was doing things to him and he tightened his hand, stroking his cock faster now.

He was so close...

And just like he thought, she didn't run. She didn't stop watching him,, like she was being pulled in by the same attraction.

Unknowingly walking right into his trap.

But then the clatter of plates shattered the moment. Now he can't pretend he doesn't notice her there anymore.

He gets up, the water cascading down his well toned body, the scars of his past fights settling like a beautiful map on his mucled body.

He quickly wraps the royal robe around him, pushing the door open and catching her off guard.

He sees her face turn pink, and she can't meet his eyes as she apologizes, clumsily picking the sweets in embarrassment.

But Darian can't even pretend to be upset. He is amused, painfully so, watching her with rapt attention.

He then confronts her about watching him masturbate, drinking in every reaction, every twitch her fingers made as she tried to lie.

He learns her name too… Isabella.

Darian likes the way it rolled off his tongue.

And now he has the sudden urge to hear his name spew from her lips in other different ways, but that would be too risky now.

Instead, he let his hand feel..  her hair, her skin that was smooth to the touch, the curve of her jaw. Softer and smoother than he'd imagined.

And when she leaned into his touch, his wolf stirred violently, be couldn't no longer deny that he wanted her.

His wolf wanted her too..

To take her, and claim her utterly and totally.

It was so strong he had to pull back, turning away from her before he did something he'd regret.

Then he'd sent her away, warning her not to let him set his eyes on her again... because he knew the next time he did, he might not be able to stop himself.

Isabella had agreed, scurying away soon after and taking her sweet scent with her.

But Darian doesn't have time to dwell on it, as only a few minutes later, his chamberlain emerges again with another message from his mother.

"The families selected to participate in the mating selection have arrived,Your Highness, and they're waiting for you."

Darian rolls his eyes in irritation. Now he has to interact with these money-hungry families who use their children as pawns to build alliances.

Perfect.

He unwraps his robe, settling back into the water, while his thoughts drifted back to her. He needed to know what she was, why she smelled like that...

Why one girl affected him so much.

Meanwhile the chamberlain stood awkwardly, looking around, trying not to let his gaze fall on the prince's naked body.

Not only he, but all the staffs are used to his shamelessness and carefree attitude, especially when it comes to tasks he wasn't really interested in.

So, the man stays silent until he finally sends him back to report that he'll be ready in half an hour.

Surely those Omegas and women could wait a few minutes if they really wanted to see him, couldn't they?

Alone, Darian calls for his most trusted man, David..his third cousin from his father's side, and most trusted confidant.

"There's apparently new maids in our kitchen." He says as soon as David walks in. "Did you know anything about it?"

David is taken aback by the Alpha Prince's sudden interest in palace staffs. He raises a brow, coming closer so he could see Darian's face properly.

"What's with the sudden interest..My Prince?" He says softly, before adding,

"Although your mother handles such details. Especially with the coming ball, I'm sure there are going to be more unfamiliar staff around."

He pauses suddenly, voice growing even more serious. "Why? Did one of them try to harm you? are you okay?"

Darian rolls his eyes at his cousin's overprotectiveness. A maid trying to harm him? That was truly laughable.

David continues in concern, "I've told you before, I know your powers are really strong, but you still need guards around you at all times, cousin. You're about to be king after all."

Damien just exhales loudly, stepping out of the bath again, wrapping the towel loosely around his body.

"There's a new maid, Isabella." He says again, ignoring David's initial questions. "Find out everything about her. Leave no stone unturned."

The protest in David's throat dies when he catches Darian's expression.  Understanding flickers on his face, and he sighs.

Whoever this girl is that has caught his cousin's attention...she better be prepared for a storm. .

He bows, "Yes, my lord."