Amara POV This morning I woke up to an empty room. Sebastian had gone to do Goddess knows what, and I ended up spending breakfast alone with Lola and her future husband, Braden. It was a torturous hour, I had to excuse myself just to breathe without feeling like I was being stared at like I was a slab of meat that was so either be stabbed or eaten entirely. Thankfully, Sebastian left Gatlin to watch over me and make sure nothing were to happen. I’m not even sure who I was worried more about.. Lola or Braden. Gatlin walked with me to my art room and I began to draw, looking out of the window that showed a field of beautiful flowers. I thought it was the perfect scenery to draw. I had asked him for some time alone, thinking no one would bother me. But little did I know I wouldn’t get to enjoy the peace and quiet for very long. I was really enjoying my time until a familiar scent wafted around me, making my nose crinkle in disgust. “Amara.” Lolas high pitched voi
Amara POV His tongue swirled around mine eliciting a moan from my throat. Goddess.. He tastes divine. Our kiss was so heated.. I could feel the heat rising between us. I could feel it all throughout my body. I wanted him. But I knew he wouldn’t take me. For whatever reason, I just knew he wouldn’t. He held me with one hand by the small of my back, the other hand running into my wet hair and tugging on it to pull my head back. He kissed down my jaw to my neck, lingering there longer.. soaking in my scent, tasting my skin. A growl ripped through him as his kisses grew more intense, they almost hurt. He was nibbling, biting, and sucking like he was losing all control. He gripped me tightly, pulling me as close to him as I could possibly get.. almost squeezing the life out of me. “Sebastian,” I whispered, now pushing on his chest to try and get him off. He was too strong for me to move.. he held onto me so tight I felt he would leave bruises on my skin. It wasn’t until I f
Amara POV Dark, empty.. nothing. That’s all I can see. All that I’m surrounded by. What happened? Where am I? I felt movement around me but I couldn’t move myself. There was pain, but it seemed to ease as every moment passed. Damn it Amara.. what’s the last thing you remember? I tried so hard to think until finally, small bits started to come back. I was relaxing. Then Sebastian.. he.. He marked me. My eyes fluttered open and I slowly looked around. My hand flew to my neck but I felt no pain. No open wounds, only the raised bumps of the scar of my mark. “Sebastian?” I croaked. All I heard was a deep huff towards the foot of the bed. It didn’t sound like Sebastian. Instantly, I heard the thuds and scratches as Sebastian’s lycan stood from the floor in front of the bed and stared at me with his red eyes. “Shift please,” I spoke, my voice cracking like I hadn’t spoken in weeks. I was surprised to see Sebastian’s lycan be anything but angry or losing
Amara POV “Are you sure you didn’t just mix up her words?” He asked, giving me an expression I couldn’t quite comprehend. Was he being serious right now? “No.” I heard her loud and clear.” I stated, an irritated look on my face. He let out a sigh and stood up. “I will talk with her.” He said. “No. You won’t. I already handled her. I don’t need you stepping up to defend me every time something happens. I can handle things perfectly fine, myself.” “It is considered treason to speak to your queen in such ways. I could have her banished from the lands. I could have her executed. I could even deny her the ability to marry my cousin. “It’s fine, Sebastian. Don’t go trying to kill the girl over this. It has been handled. Besides, if she marries your cousin soon, they’ll be leaving.” I reminded him. “You’re hardheaded. You do realize that, right?” He asked. I nodded, “of course.” He let out a breath and shook his head before standing. “If that is what you wish. I wi
Amara POV “Wh-what do you mean?” I asked my Father. My heart was thumping erratically in my chest as my fear perfumed the air. Am I going crazy, or did he just say what I think he did? He’d pulled me aside to tell me something urgent. Something he says may change my life forever.. and the words he’s saying only makes me believe that it’s true. “You’ve been chosen as one of the two girls from our pack to attend the Dark Kings Royal ball.” He said. He clasped his hands together and sat back in his chair as he watched me. “But.. why?” I asked with wide eyes. “He’s choosing a wife. He went through every packs list of unmated females over 18, and he selected you and Lola from our pack.” He said. A wife? Another.. wife? I couldn’t believe my ears. Surely, I must be hearing my Father wrong.. am I hallucinating? Am I dreaming or something? I pinched myself.. but nothing happened. Then I dug my fingernails into my palms, cutting through the skin and letting b
Amara POV The days seemed to go by in a blur, and the next thing I knew, i was sitting in the carriage in front of the Dark Kings palace. I nervously fiddled with the sheer black skirts of my dress as the carriage door opened. My Father had my dress made by one of the top designers in the surrounding packs. The black color looked amazing against my pale skin. It even matched my hair perfectly. The bottom of the dress was see through. Thankfully, I had the proper undergarments on underneath, so you could only see my legs and arms. The torso looks like a corset, which is uncomfortable but very beautiful. The sleeves are long and flare out towards my wrists with lace at the ends. And there was lace at the bottom of the dress where it spilled out across the carriage floor. It’s a wonder that I’ve even been able to keep it in the corner where I sit. I’m not sure how anyone expects me to dance in this dress.. but I guess I’ll have to make it work. “Hurry up. We’re al
Amara POV “Mate.” I whispered softly. He didn’t speak a word, nor did he move a muscle. He just stared at me with not a single expression on that perfect face of his. Goddess.. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The man before me stands at over 6 feet tall. His large muscles looked as if they could rip anyone apart in a moments notice. His short, dark curly hair lay neatly on his head, framing his perfect face.. bringing out his beautiful dark brown eyes. And goddess.. those lips? So plump and full.. Before I could say anything else he turned around and rushed back inside. He just.. left me? My mate just walked away from me. I went after him, only to see that he was nowhere in sight. Where did he go? A wave of sadness flowed through me.. my mate just left me without speaking a word to me. Could this night get any worse? I walked back into the room full of people, hoping that maybe I would find him but instead my arm was gripped by a big, warm hand. “Th
Amara POV “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were Alpha Brock’s daughter.” He said truthfully. “It’s fine.. do you know him?” I asked. “We’re neighboring packs and allies.” He said with a laugh. When I didn’t respond, he spoke again. “You dance very well.. maybe you could trouble me with another?” He looked hopeful as he waited for my response. “Unfortunately, I think after this dance I may need a break. I never realized dancing could be so exhausting.” I said. I shrieked when he picked me up by my sides and spun me. When I was placed back on my feet, he let out a chuckle. I caught a glimpse of my mate staring at us, his eyes dark and terrifying. “Sorry, it was part of the dance.” The man brought my attention back to him. The music came to an end, his lips forming into a slight frown. “Maybe I could get you a drink then?” He asked. “I do think I’m alright. I’ve had plenty to drink..” I said, trying my best to give him the hint that I was uninteres