Lights off but I could still see him. My enhanced eyesight didn't help, which meant he could see all of me too. "Are you listening to me?" He growled from the feet of the bed. "I am listening. I'm just mhmm.." okay, I was listening and frankly this felt a little weird to me. "Stop being stiff. I won't hurt you, not only for your safety but mine as well. My grandma would kill me if I did." He tried to joke which actually loosened me up a bit."Then walk me through it. You might be an expert but I am not, okay? Make fun of me all you want." I didn't care if he knew anymore. He didn't laugh, smirk or chuckle like I expected him to. "Firstly, stop clutching the towel like I am going to rape you." He instructed, and I obliged even though it was not fully. Relaxing was harder to do. Even after I left the towel to only rest on my body, now my bottom lip took the brunt. "Now, take a deep breath and try to relax. I am not going to bite, unless you want me to." He joked, and that made me
I heard the knock again, which caused me to finally open my eyes. The curtains were closed and I couldn't see what time it was, but what I wondered was who was at the door. Bryce wouldn't have knocked. He had his own key. Bryce, where the hell was he? I checked beside the bed where his clothes were kept but they were gone. Any trace that he had been in this room with me was gone. I felt a pang of disappointment in my heart but chose to ignore it. I didn't know what I was expecting but it served me right for expecting anything in the first place. I knew very well he was not mine. Another knock, this time urgent, got me off the bed, and I threw on the throw over my body covering very well, and went to the door to see what was going on. I opened the door and an older man, probably in his fifties, sipgeru blonde hair, brown dull eyes, wearing a royal suit, stood by the door bowing slightly. "Morning, how can I help you?" I greeted politely which caused me to wince at my morning breat
The room was way nicer and bigger than the room I had back home. Servant quarters my ass. If this is what Royal servants had, heck I want more of it. I had my own ensuite. The closet was big enough to fit the little clothes I brought with me, and I didn't mind the lavender colour on the walls even though they didn't match the duvet, and pillows. The colour was calming, and the room smelled clean. I spend most of the time there packing, and arranging things to my liking. I knew when we got to the palace it was pretty late in the evening and with the things that already happened here, I didn't realise I didn't eat the whole day. The moment I finished packing the closet, and I was about to take a shower and sleep, someone knocked on the door. I groaned internally because I was not ready to meet anyone yet. "Who is it?" I asked without opening the door. "It's Grace ma'am. Time for dinner." She announced, and my stomach took that as an invitation to growl with hunger. "Thank you, but
All I heard was 'tonight'. This man has disrespected me, belittled me and I am expected to open my legs for him again tonight? How does that make sense?"No, Bryce. I am not just going to take this disrespect from the queen mother. If she wants you to spend time with this gold digger every night, how am I going to spend time with you? How am I going to try and have a pup as well? Fucken fix this now!" Laura shouted which gained attention from the other pack members. I swear, I was not going to interfere in their business but she called me a golddigger. How dare she? I didn't even know I was chosen by the next Alpha King until afterwards. Even after that I was going to refuse but the contract binds me to them. "I am not a golddigger, and I do appreciate you calling me one. I didn't choose this." I said calmly. I did understand she was upset, which she had every right to be, but that didn't give her the right to disrespect me. "Are you talking to me?" She raised her voice again at
I got under the blanket, towel still wrapped around me, and waited for his majesty, the next Alpha King. I didn't even have time to relax in my room when I was summoned to the fourth floor. For the umpteenth time that day, I had to prepare myself and change my clothes, therefore taking another quick shower. The second floor was extravagant, everything was mostly decorated gold even though the walls were black. which should be expected in this family, they oozed money. It seemed like the whole floor was reserved for Bryce, Laura and the Beta whose name I can't seem to remember, no matter how hard I tried.I heard footsteps and I knew Bryce was coming. I tried to act cool, act nonchalant but no matter how hard, I tried to use my brain, I couldn't figure out where to put my hands. How to pose or maybe I should sit. Should I cross my legs to not seem more inviting? Or should I just lie there like a corpse? This was too confusing. Who could tell what to do in this situation, and for fuc
When I woke up, it was already daylight. I thought I would have been gone by now, but by the time I finished packing again it was one in the morning and I wasn't going to risk my life walking away at that time of the morning. Rogues liked darkness. That's where they shined, and I wasn't going to be one of their trophies from the Royal Pack. I thought I was going to just rest my eyes but it turns out I was more tired than I thought. The time on the digital clock read 08:30. I quickly changed into my tracksuit, brushed my teeth and fixed the bed. I took my bag, and got ready to move but the knock on the door caught me off guard. "Who is it?" I hoped it was not Bryce, Laura or even Queen Luna. I was not in the mood to fight or explain my decision to anyone. "It's Grace. Breakfast is ready." I released a sigh of relief which also made my frozen mind start to work. I didn't have my phone on me but this Grace girl might have hers. I needed to call an Uber and I hoped she would help. T
"I thought you left last night or do you intend on taking Ethan on his offer?" Laura taunted. I was in the television room trying to watch anything to get my mind off the conversation I had earlier in the coffee shop. I wasn't in the mood for Laura's shenanigans. I already had too many things to deal with. Firstly, why didn't I know about the Royal curse? Was what they told me the truth? Ugh, this was too much for one person to handle alone. I intended on leaving this palace, but how do I do so when all these women are looking up to me? While all these women are suffering like this? I couldn't, I wouldn't. I know I didn't believe them but I couldn't take the chance. What if what they said was true? Would I be able to live with myself knowing I am the cause of their pain, sorrow? No. That's not how I was raised. "I am talking to you. Answer me you slut!" The lunatic I forgot was standing next to me growled. Can't she rest? She was starting to give me another headache. "I don't wan
"Did she tell you that she was almost due? Isn't that good news. Imagine you being here for the birth of your nephew. That would be splendid." She clapped her hands happily. The shiny gold manicure shining in a way that made my stomach turn. Bringing my sister here was already a threat. I understood that but this? It was more than evil. She knew what would happen if she gave birth here in this pack. How can a person meant to lead be so diabolic? My sister and nephew had nothing to do with this. "She can't!". I hissed, glaring at her. "Why not? This is a Royal pack after all. Every child born here is blessed. What wouldn't you want that for your nephew?" She pushed, and I could see my sister was confused and getting uncomfortable around us. "Because every child deserves to be born in their pack. Moreover this child is going to be the next Beta of the Dark pack. He needs to be born in his roots. That's the law and my sister knows that very well." I said with teeth clenched. "I can