It was a normal morning. I rose and my maid tended me in my morning rituals. Brushing my hair until it was a soft yellow halo framing my face. She then plaited it. Weaving in some shining white pearls. Next, she dusted my lips with a bit of rouge to freshen my face.
She pulled a sky blue dress of fine silk over my head and helped gather my hair from beneath it. Tightening the laces until I felt I couldn’t breathe. Then helping me into the matching slippers.
The fire was still needed to warm my room because though the sun was up, it was a moggy, damp morning. And the castle seemed to encourage the dampness to cling. Building the chill.
I grabbed a gold silk wrap with tassels on the edges and pulled it around my shoulders. Emerging from my room with a purposeful walk.
I’m starved. I had every intention of heading straight to the Dining Hall to retrieve some breakfast when I was stopped in my tracks.
A knight was passing me in the corridor. He wore full armor, but his helmet was tucked under his arm as he reached me, emerging from doing rounds in the other direction.
It was a face I knew. One I hadn’t yet been able to forget.
His spiked dark blonde hair and keen blue eyes made him highly distinctive.
So does his large frame.
“Alaric...” I said in horror.
His blue eyes were intent on me as he passed me. Not blinking and not wavering from his intended direction.
“Princess.” He nodded in a cold greeting.
“I’m the queen!” I corrected haughtily.
“Not to me, you’re not.” He was already past me and taking the stairs. “You’ll always be the spoiled princess running from what she is.”
“I could have you beheaded for that disrespect.” I yelled down the stairs after him.
“Try Princess.” He turned at my baiting, and rested his foot one step higher toward me.
Making me ease backward. Wondering if he was going to come at me.
“And I’ll expose what you are.”
“You can’t.” I hissed. Looking around worriedly now. Hoping no one would hear him.
“I can. And I will. All I have to do is show them what I am. And they’ll be so afraid I’m telling the truth about you, they’ll have you beheaded. Are you willing to see if I’m wrong?” His blue eyes brightened.
I know that look.
It was a threat. A warning.
“Have a good day, Princess. I’ll see you when I return.”
He’s coming for me. That’s what he means. I couldn’t fathom how he had gotten so far into the castle masquerading as a guard.
Where is the Captain of the Guard?
I summoned the man with a shout, but by the time he arrived Alaric had vanished down the stairs and into the bailey.
And I didn’t dare chase him.
“There’s an imposter in the castle masquerading as a knight!” I declared. Blonde hair and blue eyes! Have him tossed.”
Old Damien’s brown eyes were huge. “I can’t fathom how someone could’ve got in. The Guards are at the wall.” He gestured beyond the bailey. “No one has entered, Your Highness.”
“Find him!” I commanded.
“Right away.” Damien turned and began shouting for his knights to assemble. Giving them the orders I'd given him.
Instantly feeling relief, with my certainty that they’d catch him, I retreated to my chamber.
***
There was a soft knock a short time later.
I opened it and found Damien himself at my door. Looking puzzled.
What’s wrong?
It dawned on me instantly. They didn’t find him.
A swirl of dread began climbing through me.
“What?” I asked hesitantly.
“There’s no imposter now, Your Highness.” He shook his head. “All the knights are present and accounted for. No missing armor.”
“Are you sure they’re all yours?”
Damien nodded. “All men I’ve trained myself. I know their faces, their names. No imposters.”
I frowned. Shaking my head as I closed the door. My jaw tightening in frustration. He got away.
Alaric had come into my sanctuary, taunted me and then left without a trace.
Damn him!
I stayed locked away in my chambers until after dark when I went to my husband’s chambers. Feeling confident that Alaric would be long gone by now. I paced there, jerking my skirts.
“What is it, My Queen?” The King asked with a lifted brow. Looking vaguely annoyed by my abrupt behavior.
We must increase my personal guard.
“Why?” He asked slowly.
“A man was outside my personal chambers.”
“What?” The king looked appalled. “Who?”
“I don’t know.” I lied. Biting my tongue on the words, hating lying to the man that had been so kind to me. “But he wasn’t one of our knights.”
“It is done, My Queen.”
With those simple words, the King had given them to me. As he does, anything I ask for.
“Are you reassured, Queen?”
I nodded.
“Thank you.” I murmured gratefully.
The more knights between Alaric and I the better.
Though I feared there might never be enough to stop him. It was undeniable that he was a force to be reckoned with.
An immoveable wall when he set his mind to something.
***
“Come to bed, My Dear.” He patted the bedding next to him.
He was already lying there. His grayed head sunk into the pillows. He was often there, anymore. His health taking a turn for the worst in the last few months.
I summoned my maid, who helped me from my dress but left my hair plaited as per my request. Keeping my hair bound was a reminder for me that I must always keep myself under control. To keep what I am hidden from prying eyes.
In a cotton nightdress I crawled beneath the blanket on reluctant feet. Settling into the warmth. There was a sickly odor to him that told me his body was decaying from within. That thought saddened me. Despite that he could have a hand quick to punish, he’d never aimed it at me.
His hand began caressing over me and I worked hard not to shrink away. To give him what little he asked in return for the comfort and safety he’d given me.
To my secret relief, he was unable to perform and soon gave up.I sensed his frustration as he lay next to me. “It changes nothing, My King.”It’s better this way actually.“Such a great frustration for a man such as I, to have such a beautiful wife, alluring from her toenails to her forehead, and be unable to enter her.”“I’ve told no one, My King.”“Do not. Not so much as a whisper to a maid.” He said sternly. “Though you’re forgiving, our people would not be. They’d say our marriage was unconsummated.”It was.“They’ll cast you from this castle when I’m gone.”“What do I do when you are?” I asked softly. Feeling a bit fearful. Though I was strong, there was still much I relied on him for.He’s my guarantee of safety.Though I looked forward to being Queen to run the realm, something I’d been learning for a year now, I feared what might happen.“Consider Bartholemew, My Dear. He has an eye for you. And he’s young enough to give you heirs.”“I’ll consider it. But not a day before the
Alaric.Asking me how long I’d thought I could hide from him.A lot longer than I had, it appeared.“What do you want?” I lurched off the wall but met his solid chest. He had me caged in such a way, he was inescapable. His breath warm next to me. Still tainted with the hint of some wine.And far too close.“I’ll call for my Guards.” I gave him a hard shove but found his body utterly unrelenting. I tried to twist away but he caught my elbows and held me to him.“Do you think any of them would hear you before I silenced you?”Silenced? Killed or knocked me unconscious?As far as his question, no.He’s far too fast.“What do you want, Alaric?” I said acidly. Working hard to hide the fact that he had me trembling so hard that I felt like my legs would give out.“You know what I want.” His yellow eyes slid down my face and neck to the low cut of my dress. “You ran away because you knew.”“No.” I denied. A bit too quickly. “I didn’t want to be claimed by wolves.”He frowned and gave me a si
When I only nervously licked my lips, he touched the bottom of my chin. Lifting it to draw my eyes to his piercing blue ones.“Are you so sure, you don’t want me to take you now?” He reached intimately to caress the inside of my thigh, over my dress, slipping his hand up. Inch by inch. Bunching the fabric against my center. His hand finding the place already superheated.My hands fluttered and I dropped my head back on the wall, completely unprepared for his nearness.Or the effect it’s having on me.Swallowing hard, I fought for control. I knew it was nowhere near a Mating Moon.So why am I reacting so wildly?I could feel the response of my she-wolf. Writhing just under my skin. My arms rippled like a wave under my skin, as my body struggled against the change.Don’t. I willed myself. Trying to even my breaths, to slow my racing heart.“How long has it been?” He taunted. “Since you last ran?”His nimble fingers were stroking toward my opening and rubbing the bud at the crest of my c
Things changed the day that I was eating in the banquet room.I’d settled down to some eggs and steaming linked, sausage for breakfast. The Dining Hall was relatively empty.As it usually is when I come to breakfast. It seemed I was generally the only early riser. Which was why I did it so often. I liked the peace of being the only one in this great hall, save for the guards near the mantle and door and a sprinkling of servants cleaning, I was the only occupant.I sawed at the bit of sausage with my knife and took a delicate bite. Savoring the spicy, tangy flavor.Nearly oblivious to the presence of the servants working diligently around the room. A man feeding logs into the fire and a few maids dusting. A servant stoking the fire, threw in the last log a bit carelessly. Which was what first drew my attention to him.Servants are not usually so careless for fear of reprisal. My blue gaze flitted over to him in time to see him spinning round and leaping into a full tilt run. Nearing
Huffing, I whipped my hair to keep moving, purposefully hitting him with what hung over my shoulders.He turned his head, seeing it coming. His eyes flashing in unholy fury.I gripped the railing to rush up the stairs but his hand landing over mine and pinching it in place stopped me. I turned to look over my shoulder at him. “When are you going to learn that some things are simply out of your reach.”“You’re not. Though you’re trying damn hard to be.”Succeeding. But I certainly couldn’t argue what he was saying. I’d worked hard to place myself far from where he could get to me.Now I’m a queen. And he still won’t let me go. I looked at the man thoughtfully and realized he wasn’t going to back down from this. I need to throw him off his game.To control him.He’s a wild card I need to rein in. I eyed him assessingly. Recalling the way his arm had shot out and blocked that blade without a moment’s hesitation.How efficiently he’d dispatched my attacker.I can use that.In-fact I ne
Months passed.Months of him finding assassins, and those that’d hire them, to kill me.Him dispatching them, before they could get anywhere near me.One after another. Until even I’d heard of his many triumphs.His decimation of killers.He’s certainly diligent. And though he cast me prolonged side-eyed looks when he passed me in the long halls, he didn’t demand payment.But I could tell from the annoyance on his features that he was growing further and further impatient.Wanting me to make good on my word. But if he thought I’d catch him and offer it to him, he was insane.He’ll have to ask me. And even that thought chaffed my nerves.Would I? Even then? I needed him in a very practical, primal sort of way. I was a female, with little power. And not particularly beloved by the people of the Enderon realm. Whereas he, he had somehow become one of my own guards, without me even knowing, track and kill numerous assassins and other feats.Like running me down as if I were no more th
“What?” I stared at him stunned.“I can smell your sex.” He whispered.“You’re wet. I could slide right into you, without the slightest ripple.” He promised. “Come in here, Lara. Let me have her…”“No! The bailey.” I cried. Backing up. I stumbled at the bottom of the stairs and had to turn and run up them.I could feel Alaric’s eyes on me, though he didn’t move.I knew that it had been exactly as he and I had both predicted.My she-wolf wants to mate. And she’s chosen him. Well, I hadn’t.So, she’s going to have to go without. But I knew depriving her for long, was going to do me in so I had to come up with an alternative.I found myself staring out the window of my chamber thoughtfully. At the forest beyond the meadow. Nothing moved down there.I’m safe. The problem was getting past Alaric to get out there.If he catches me heading out, there’ll be hell to pay. He’ll consider it an invitation. It was a foggy morning. Gray and heavy. The white teasing through the trees in thin w
I was extremely skittish after that. Careful to avoid him at all costs. Requiring breakfast in my chambers in case he was one of the guards who now stood in the Banquet Hall.I knew Alaric would find me again.He’ll want more of what he tasted. Still, I was unprepared when that day actually came.I’d barely gotten up for morning rituals. Wrapping my hair into a loose braid over my shoulder and heading out of my chamber only to find my maid, to order breakfast.But when I stepped beyond the doorway, I was snatched nearly off my feet. He rounded and pushed me against the wall.His mouth descended with crushing force.Alaric.I knew instantly who it was. I could smell his alluring, male scent. Hear the rumbling growl in his throat that told me he’d lost all patience.“The King!” I objected. Stunned when my shoulders hit the wall.He stood several inches above me and pressed his body to mine, letting me feel the evidence of his arousal. A hard rod against my lower pelvis.Reminding me th