ADELINA'S POV Mikhail unlocked the door and glanced at me, who stood rooted in place. His actions puzzled me making it hard to understand why he acts this way. "Your royal highness, Princess Abrielle, do you want me to get on a kneel before you come in, or should I call your friends that are having a fight because of you?" His sassy tone was annoying. I crossed my hands under my bosom with my brow arched at him. "Would you kneel for me if I asked you to?" I taunted him. It was a crazy question. He walked towards me in a few steps, and I subconsciously took a step back. He smirked. "Do you want me to kneel?" His voice had a teasing tone that made me excited yet scared at the same time. I knew he was joking but it was fun to play along. "Maybe, I would love to see a man like you on your knees." My voice drew. He chuckled, finding my words amusing. "You are truly cute, Mishka, but unfortunately, I don't kneel for anyone." He grabbed my chin forcing me to stare
ADELINA'S POV "What is wrong with you Adel?" I grumbled letting the cold water from the faucet pour over my hands. The tap kept on pouring. I replayed everything in my mind. The faint sense of jealousy, danger and excitement.What was that all about? I wondered. There was something about him, something pulling that made me scared. Something I was unable to resist. He always terrified me, he wasn't someone to be toyed with, yet I was daring enough to push him. Why did he separate us? No that wasn't it. The dance normally requires partners to swap and it was just a coincidence. That wasn't the problem. My hand clutched my chest feeling the turmoil in there. Was it fear or love? Love, the word left me stunned as I stared back at my reflection in the mirror in shock. Was I in love with him? I shook my head to shrug off my thoughts. It wasn't love, how can I get scared of someone I admired but the chills he sends through my spine also excited me. The sink faucet stoppe
MIKHAIL'S POV None of my warnings got through to her head. "Shit," I cussed, running my finger through my neatly combed hair. I knew Ophelia was going to be a challenge to handle because she thought she could challenge me because of the elders' backing. I didn't care what Ophelia did to Jessica, she would actually be doing me a favour but I couldn't believe I almost lost my shit. "What is wrong with me?" I muttered "Let's pretend like you don't know what the problem is. We can both play dumb." Dear goddess, why did she give me such an annoying wolf? I hissed, rubbing my nose. "You are more annoying Mikhail. Talking to you is vexing." The beast that shared the same mind with me and could read my thoughts sneered. "You bicker like a woman." I sneered at him. He hissed and then retreated. I wasn't expecting Adel to attend with Lawrence. My possessive side just didn't like the thought of my mate being close to another wolf I later joined
MIKHAIL'S POV The car ride to the hotel was quiet, I was in no mood to talk to Ophelia, although she had tried to strike up a conversation. "I think it will be best to get the injured warrior back to Lunaria but travelling in his condition will be hard." She kept on talking knowing I was listening. The warrior she was treating was the one injured during the failed assassination attempt. The rogues poisoned him with something that slowed down his healing. Werewolves and Lycans normally can heal on their own unless when poisoned. Ophelia was called to treat the warrior but even she was having an issue discerning the poison. Whatever poison they were using was dangerous. "I will think about it. " I answered as the car rolled onto the red carpet. It was time to put on a show. The elders have been a bit nosy recently in my private matters. Even if I had no plans yet of settling down now, I had to keep those men under control and the way to do so is to play to thei
ADELINA'S POV Lawrence was a high-ranking management staff member, meaning he held a place of importance, so our table was not too far away. We were seated in the second row. The atmosphere around the table felt awkward. I reached out for a glass of water to sip. Sylvie didn't like me and I did not need a genius to know. An elderly couple also approached the table after the Ashford couple was seated. "Excuse us, we will be joining you for the night." An elderly woman chimed. She was holding a man I assumed to be her husband. "Please have a seat." Sylvie chimed. My eyes were on the lady, whom I found oddly familiar. "Thanks, this is my husband. We are the Adlers." The lady introduced her husband. The man seemed to be less of a talker and left everything to his wife. "Oh, you are in the shipping company. I am Sylvie, and this is my husband, Pierre, from JayxTech." Sylvie extended her greeting. "I have come across Pierre a couple of times. I didn't know h
ADELINA'S POV "Is anything wrong?" Lawrence asked, sensing something was wrong with my mood. I shook my head then reached out to grab a glass of wine from a waiter. "No, I am just a bit overwhelmed." I lied, it was half true though. This was the first time I was attending an event like this. I have attended a few parties in the past, true, but I had very few public appearances unless it was extremely important and required my presence. My parents wanted to keep my relationship with the family anonymous. Unfortunately, they failed because the police got access to pictures they weren't meant to. The wine was sweet, I guess they had access to wines with low alcohol content. The liquid slipped down my throat, I was hoping it would help me ease my nerves. "Tell me when it gets too much. We can always leave." Lawrence suggested, and I nodded, seeing the genuine concern in his eyes. "I understand, but I don't want to come between your work. You still have to