Chapter 10: A Scotch Drinker

Aurora's POV

The door opened, startling me. I blew out a sigh of relief when Ellie walked in. "Hey, you okay boo?", she asked, walking up to me. She tilted her head as she took in my aggrevated state. "Yeah, just a little flustered", I grinned. She nodded her head slowly. "I can see that", she chuckled. 

"Liam asked me to come check on you", she said, pointing towards the door. I blushed further. How sweet of him. "I'm glad I did, though", she chirped. "Oh?", I grinned, taking a deep breath. "Yes. I want to take you out tonight. Get you out of the castle. I'll show you what I do for fun", she smiled excitedly, as she lifted her eyebrows in a playful manner. 

"Really? Where?", she had me intrigued. I love sneaking out to go to parties, bonfires or random hikes. It's the only sense of freedom that I get. "A buddy of mine is throwing a party on the beach. You'll love it", she said. "Yes. I've always wanted to go to a beach. What time?", I questioned. 

"8 o'clock. I'll come to your room and get you. You don't have a beach in Silver Ridge?", she asked surprised. "No", I shook my head. She took me by the arm and led me out of the bathroom. "That's crazy", she laughed. 

Liam was leaning against the opposite wall. His arms crossed over his chest and one leg bent to prop himself up on the wall. He pushed off the wall when we walked towards him. "I'll leave you", she grinned, releasing my arm. 

"Are you okay, princess?", he whispered, touching my chin gently. "Yeah. He just got under my skin for a moment. I'm okay now. Thank you for sending Ellie in", I thanked him with a tender smile. He mirrored my expressions. "I'm glad she could help", he murmured, letting his thumb trace my jaw line. 

My lips parted as sparks shot through my neck, zapping my chest. My heart rate accelerated from his feather-like touch. 

"How can you hear my wolf?", his question was random, yet his eyes were fixated on my neck. "You spoke to the fawn as if you could hear it talk back", he stated. "I could", I muttered simply. Bright coals of burning amber clashed my with eyes. 

'You can speak to animals?', his wolf's deep voice penetrated my mind. "Yes", I breathed, waiting for the jokes and jabs. "That's amazing, princess", his voice was light, even fascinated. "Sometimes", I shrugged. "Why do you say that?", he frowned. 

"We should probably head back into the ball before questions get stirred up", I laughed nervously, attempting to side-step him. His arm shot out across my waist and stopped me. I turned my head towards him, our noses almost touching. 

"Let them stir. I need an answer first", his voice was low and gravally. "I wish I had the ability to block it out sometimes. It is both a blessing and a curse", I uttered, slowly removing his hand, and walking off. 

I found my way to the bar and ordered something stronger than champagne. I braced myself as Trent approached me. 

"Get me a scotch", Liam's deep voice projected to the bartender, as his chest blocked the view of an angry 'future' Alpha. 

"He's going to have to go through me to get to you", It was a threat, but one that brought me comfort. "How long is this supposed to last?", I whispered, looking up at him. "Another hour or two", he answered, looking at his watch. He took a swig of his scotch. My eyes locked onto his neck as his adam's apple bobbed with the movement. 

Instrumental music played a note that I recognized all to well, making the words fall from my lips before I could stop them. "I found God, on the corner of First and Amistad. Where the west, was all but won", I sang, stopping when I noticed that the Prince had frozen mid swig. 

"Don't stop", he ordered, setting his glass down, and creasing his eyebrows. "All alone, smoking his last cigarette", I continued, as he pulled me onto the dance floor. His eyes were focused on my lips as I sang each verse. 

"Lost and insecure. You found me, you found me", I started to forget that we weren't alone, but it didn't stop me. My voice was stronger than I had ever heard it before. Like it was being projected by a greater force. 

By the time the song came to an end, we were the only ones on the dance floor, and had drew a crowd.