Rhea's POV The night stretches so fast, sitting in front of my window with a glass of wine in my hands I stared out to the sky. For some odd feelings, I feel so excited about tomorrow and so eager to see the morning sun. I specifically choose those foods because of one person in my mind, King Daemon. I was still in my thoughts when the door to my room was suddenly smashed open against the wall, jerking up and turning around to look at the intruder. My heart flips up fearfully at the man standing in front of me, Kian, my husband. I wonder what could have inflicted him this much. Kian is fuming furiously, his chest going up and down in anger, causing fear and panic to overwhelm me. "K... K... i an," the words stammered against my lips. I swallowed hard as I noticed his face darkened, he stepped forward, taking a few conscious steps toward me. My grip tightened around the glass of wine in my hand as I tried to remain rooted to my spot. Stopping in front of me he instantl
Rhea's POV Tears slowly started trailing down my cheeks, everything was happening in a swift of emotion as I felt him pulling me toward the direction of the kitchen. Thank goodness nobody could be seen in the hallway but approaching the passage that leads to the kitchen I started hearing murmurings showing that they were still in there. Fear and panic gripped me, where is he taking me to? I looked terrified, holding the embankment with everything in me. I refused to make a move, provoking Kian to hysterically snapped his fierce eye at me. "What made you stop?" Stepping forward, he grabbed hold of my chin roughly in his palms. "Why are you taking me to that kitchen?" I asked, and suddenly shivered in fear as he spared a quick glance at the entrance of the kitchen with a deadly smile on his lips. "Dear wife, don't annoy me and get your damn ass up," he tried to sound calm but his voice was icy with a hint of provocation. "Why am I following you to the kitchen?" "That's
Rhea's POV Pain raced through my chest gripping my heart, how can he be a cold-blooded man? Wanting us to act like couples because of his selfish interest but I couldn't do anything, what can I even do? This is also for the pack's benefit. "Did I make myself clear?" His face clouded over, and I already noticed that he is visibly upset due to the color changes in his eyes. I gave him a rueful smile, "Yes, I have heard," I said with a smile on my face, but my heart was bleeding inside. "Good," he smirked deadly, his face darkening a bit before he distanced himself from me and stepped back. "I think it is time we go, dear wife," smiling sheepishly, he stretches out his right hand for me to hold onto. Swallowing the lump past my throat, I nervously grabbed hold of his hand. Smiling down at me, we walked out of the room to the dining ground. Reaching the door, Kian stopped and stared at me, "Put on a smile on that ugly face of yours," he spits in a disgruntled form. I nodded,
Rhea's POV I gasped, finding it hard to absorb what just happened right now, though oddly part of me feels excited over his concern but on the other hand I am left speechless and confused. Murmurings have started arising among the people in here, all eyes were focused on us. Obviously, this is not the way that I planned this event to unfold. "I asked again," I gulped hard at Daemon's deep voice, "Who did this to you?" Caught in a dilemma, I didn't know what to do or how to respond to the scary question of this ruthless king in front of me, so I peeked at Kian from the corner of my eye hoping for him to save me from this shocking situation. But as usual, he exuded a cold and distant aura, his sharp and ruthless gaze focused straight ahead. Staring directly at where Daemon had his hands resting on my neck. "Speak!" I flinch back at Daemon's outburst. Kian curled his palm in a fist before throwing his right hand over my shoulder and pulling me toward him. My heart kept thro
Rhea's POV "We can all dig in," Kian declared openly, the clicking of the cutleries against the plates can be heard. Daemon kept tapping his jaw when staring at me, not making any move to pick up the cutleries in front of him. I was still shadowed by my thoughts when suddenly the other Alphas spit out the foods immediately from their mouth while seeking water. My eyes flew open, Kian and I both exchanged a confused look and just then the people that had tested the food started spitting it out. This sudden action of theirs quickens my heartbeat, Kian stares at his food and then back at the Alphas. Holding his fork I watched him dig them into the food before having a bite from the grub. But before he could chew them, he instantly spat them out when snapping his head at me with anger flashing in his eye. With a palpitating heart and shaky hands, I picked up my fork and took a bite from my food. My expression changed sorely immediately the taste hit my mouth, churning my stoma
Rhea's POV "Daemon," I stuttered. I felt his hot breath fan me, my breathing became hitched and my legs became too weak to stand. I could feel it, the burning attraction between us was too strong to ignore. Couldn't he feel it as well? My question was soon answered by his next words, "Why didn't you wait for your mate, why did you allow him to mark you?" There was a sharp stab in my chest, my eyes were wide, full of questions and confusion. This is not the first time that he was asking me this, but what does he mean by mate? Of course, Kian is my mate. My lips parted to speak when he suddenly interrupted me with his voice," Why did you allow him to mark you, is it hard waiting for your mate?" I felt stunned, but there was confusion flashing through my eyes which faded quickly. An effortless smile reappeared, moving to him. "King Daemon, you seemed to be confusing me," I was calm and gentle. "Confused," he repeats the word when taking strides toward me, filling the li
Rhea's POV "Sheila," Daemon seemed shocked and rigid, from the manner that he called the girl, it is obvious that they knew each other. They might be damn close that the woman didn't fear addressing him by his first name without any title attached as a sign of respect. Though from her aura, you could tell that she is a Lycan. My heart clenched as the idea of both of them being lovers crossed my mind. Merely looking at her had my eye burning with jealousy. She is stunningly gorgeous with long flowy black hair that slowly descends her body, stopping almost at her butt. She moves with this kind of elegance that matches her features, who is she? For some unknown reason I didn't like her, I guess I am intimidated by her beauty. "What are you doing here?" Daemon's harsh voice pulled me back to reality. Why does he sound like he wasn't happy seeing her? I smiled at the idea that he still has his grip on me and not crawling under this beauty in front of us. She took a few s
Rhea's POV "Lila," I dubbed, "How long have you been standing there?" "How long," she retorts with a dry cough. "Why are you here?" I asked again, my heart was throbbing damn fast. Is it possible that she might have heard my conversation with Daemon? "Wow! This is a hallway, Luna or have you forgotten so soon," a mockery smile broke through her lips, with her eyes amusingly staring at me. I gulped hard, I could feel my fraying nerves but I decided to play cool. One thing I have noticed in this pack and as well learned in life is never to show them what they really want to see. "You know eavesdropping is a bad habit and not a good image to a person of high rank," I addressed, pointing out her mistake but she just shrugged with a smile. "Or should we say that the caring beta finds her dear Luna kissing and throwing herself at the king," "Don't you dare!" I quickly snapped at her, "I didn't kiss anybody, I am not a slut, and besides…" I stepped forward, closer to her