When the Alpha King returned to the suite, he looked around for me before coming out to the balcony to find me. When I heard the door to the balcony click open gently, I wiped the tears on my face with the back of my hand. The Alpha King walked out and stood next to me, getting the rain drops all over him. He looked at me. I faked a smile, but he lifted my chin with his index finger gently, and looked into my eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked, having to whisper into my ears because the thunderstorm was louder than our voices. I nodded at him, but I knew he was not convinced. "Is it me?" He asked again sweetly. "Did I hurt you? Are you alright?" And I smiled at him, genuinely this time, and nodded before looking away.The rest of the hours went by very slowly. The Alpha King and I stayed up, drinking glass after glass of ancient wine, talking about mundanities and philosophies. He seemed to sense that I did not like to talk about myself, so he avoided asking me any questions about my

The grey wolf growled low in his throat but made no move to attack, which suited Attus just fine. Attus lowered himself down onto the ground, putting a careful hand out. "It is alright. My friends are just worried about their pack leader.""Do you have friends who will protect you?" asked Attus. My mind flashed through the images of wolves running after me and the thought that perhaps there were other packs nearby made me feel a little sick. The wolf snorted and shook his head, "I don't need protection, I am the protector. But I understand your concern. There are other packs in these woods, and some of them can be quite territorial. It's survival of the fittest out here, you know."Attus nodded, understanding the concept all too well. In the world of nature, only the strongest and most adaptable survive. It was a harsh reality, but one that Attus had learned to accept during his time in the wild.The wolf continued to eye Attus warily, but didn't make any aggressive moves. Attus too

"And whatever it is that you have going on with Attus, it is in your best interests that you either hide better, or end it! My son will not be ridiculed by anybody while I have breath in my body. Especially not by the likes of you!" The Queen mother said, before she finally left the room. I exhaled deeply and fell onto the sofa, grateful to not be in front of her anymore. I was really going to be getting married to the coldest, most brutal Alpha King known or ever spoken of. I remembered being younger and reading a novel about the brutality of the Alpha King, who was a Prince back then because his father was still alive. During his fencing training, he insisted on the use of real swords, and always slaughtered his adversary. The Alpha King, his father had been callous, but even he had been afraid of the fire in his then teenage son's blood. His mother had been very supportive of her son's barbarism, but much had not been said about her. The focus had been on the young Alpha Prince.

After my talk with Martha, I paid a visit to the Alpha King's room. In order to help Martha and her sister Celine, I was going to have to ask for a huge favour from him. I knocked on his room, listening as my knock echoed on the inside of his large suite. There was no response, so I knocked again. The Alpha King actually walked over and opened the door himself, peeking out like he had something to hide. I looked at his head in mild confusion. "Can I come in? We need to talk about something very important." I said calmly, and he looked very guilty and uncomfortable. "Is the wine here, Xavi?" I heard a feminine voice ask from inside his suite, and it all made sense why he stood peeking out at me like an undressed woman. "Is that Morrigan?" I asked, as I pushed the door open to see for myself. There was Morrigan, completely naked and my god! She was beautiful. I stood, just staring at her firm and full breasts, the curve of her womanly hips. She had no cellulite, stretch mark or even

The drive to the Academy was so long that I fell asleep and woke up over four times. Martha made sure to attend to all my needs, and make sure that I was well fed on the foods listed on the list permissible foods for the course. I felt a gentle tap on my back and I slowly opened my eyes. It was Martha, "Miss, we are here!" She whispered, and I could tell the excitement in her voice. She was more optimistic and thrilled about the whole exercise than I could ever be. I just wanted to be back in my room at the Castle, reading a good book, or in the TV room watching one of my favorite shows with Attus. The guard held open the limousine door, and I stepped out shyly, looking at the large and highly glamorous building before my eyes. There were royal people around, all wearing a beautiful purple suit dress in different style variations. The building had possibly over a million storeys.The floors were white marble with gold trim, which matched the color of the building itself. There was a