Philip's POV
Unknown to Catherine, I had watched every single moment of her meeting with the women, through the footage I had secretly placed in the chambers without the notice of anyone.
I was amazed at how she had handled the lady and easily left the chambers, after obviously trying to hold her anger. She was committed to the throne and that is the attribute of a good Luna, even though I knew deep down I was never going to love her.
I closed the laptop, upon hearing a knock on the door and after I requested that they entered, William stepped in.
"Alpha, I am sorry to bother you, but you have a guest from Crystal Cloud pack." I dismissed William immediately after his announcement. Getting up to my feet, I knew they were here to enquire about not coming to their pack, but I could care less as a worthy fitting member of their pack seats on the throne.
Stepping into the chamber that had just been used by Catherine to host the meeting, I saw the faces of the pack guests. It was appalling not to see the face of the Alpha amongst them.
"We came from our pack to ask to know the reason why you haven't come and taken your bride. Months ago, we noticed your agitation in getting your bride out of the pack, but as the months went on, we never heard from you." One of the members of the pack spoke out loud.
"I don't think I would be needing the bride again. I have found someone suitable for the throne and she is from your pack as well." They all held gazes of confusion as murmuring amongst themselves continued.
"I want you to deliver this message to the Alpha. Let him understand that I am displeased by the fact that he had sent his entourage to come meet me, instead of coming here himself." I got up to my feet. "And with that said, I wish you all a great day." As I step away from the throne and walk out of the chamber, there was one place I would never want to be in that moment and that was with Catherine.
I knocked gently on her door and almost immediately it was opened. Catherine seemed slightly surprised by my presence, judging from the look on her face. As I walk inside her warmth room, I am greeted with a clean and neatly placed room.
"I was impressed by the way you handled the meeting with the ladies today," I commented as she walked back to the bed to take a seat. "Like I always say, being a royal figure is a daunting task, but I figured you are capable of handling it." A smile graced her lips, despite her head focused on the ground.
"Thank you, Alpha," I smirked as a thought came through my head, urging that I execute it almost immediately.
I walked gently over to the other side of the bed, holding her hands and turning her face to look into mine. Catherine looked nervous and weak as she made eye contact with me.
"I know something is troubling that mind of yours, let it out," I demanded, leaning closer to her face, fanning her face with my breath as well.
"I know I am not allowed to ask, but do you have a bond with me? Do I see this as you establishing chemistry?" She asked, playing with her fingers in the process.
"What do you think this is all about?" I asked her. "Listen to me. If I never had you in my heart, I wouldn't have let you out of the dungeon. Months after we got married, I realized that I may need a companion, someone that would be able to tame my emotions, and what a perfect person it would be than you." Catherine had a smile on her face.
I smiled to myself seeing her reaction and realizing that everything I had just said was a sham. I never had feelings for Catherine, it was merely a matter of time before she would know the truth behind my sudden affection.
"You wouldn't have anything to bother about, I can assure you. All we have to think about right now is the annual celebration and what can be done to improve the event and make it glamorous." She shook her head once again in understanding. At that moment, my eyes gazed at her beautiful plumpy lips and all I could envision at that moment was having a taste of it.
Drawing her entire body closer to me, Catherine seemed to have gotten the clue of my actions and closed her eyes waiting for my lips to crash into hers. As the tension increased, I placed my hand on her cheeks and crashed my lips into hers, savoring the sweetness of her mouth.
She moaned into the kiss; a testament that she was enjoying every bit of it. My hand traveled farther to her bosom and I squeezed them. Slowly I noticed how her body began to give in to every single one of my touches. The effect I had on Catherine was imaginable and as our lips synched in that moment, I realized how amazing her body looked.
Despite my attraction to her amazing body and how much she desired more of my lips, I didn't want to give in to her desires. I pulled away from the kiss, stunning her in the process, and got up from the bed and slowly walked to the door right before I could leave, I took one last look at her.
"I want you to be ready by nightfall, we are having dinner together." I tried to sound as calm as I could, even though I knew it wasn't the case with me. As I closed the door, I was made to remember that I was merely using her for the event and nothing more.
Once the event is over, she is going back to the dungeon once again.
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