The Strength

I knocked twice on the heavy cherry wood door waiting for a response. Tension coiled in my stomach urging me to take deep breaths. I wondered if it was the mate bond prickling my skin or was it just the nerves. Everytime I was in his proximity I feared that this time, I might be exposed.

A muffled 'come in' sounded halting my thoughts. The words were so soft they were barely audible, but my heightened hearing picked it up. Ignoring the heavy feeling in my stomach and my wolf's excitedly wagging tail, I entered the room. I loved my wolf, but when she acted like this around him, it irritated me.

The high ceiling room was covered in golden and dark blue colours. The giant sized bed was placed against the wall in the middle with a huge spacious balcony to let plenty of sunlight in. A room well made for a King.

"I said you can come in." He barked. I may not be the person with the best etiquettes, but sometimes I wished I could smack him in the face to teach him some manners. Cursing and