“You should stop crying, I didn't kidnap you.” His voice ran through the car.I wanted to tell him to back off and mind his damn business, instead I settled with snorting.I couldn't make any details of his Palace when we made it through the gates, it was dark and I was myopic. But I could see the water fountain, it was in the heart of the entrance. His Palace was surprisingly big from the inside compared to how it looked outside.“Brother” A slender girl with long golden blonde locks, green eyes in a black bodycon dress made her way towards us.She stopped when she saw me, taking in my appearance from head to toe and it was that moment I felt glad about Eleanor's borrowed dress.My heart sank at the thought of her. How was she going to get it back?I saw the lingering questions in the blonde girl’s eyes, it made me fidget. What did she think of me?“Who is she?” She asked as she peered at me.“This is errrrr….” he looked at me for help. He didn't even know my name.“Arielle” I was su

The Lycan king had come to remind me of brunch with his mother and I couldn't be more scared. I knew it wasn't going to end well. “Just breathe,” Sheliah whispered. Of course I named my wolf. The walk to where we were having brunch was awfully quiet, I couldn’t remember passing through so many doors last night. When we finally made it there, it was the rooftop, a table had been set up there and the view was magnificent … well, breathtaking. A waterfall poured from above, forming a small pond, which reflected the woods in every direction. The sky was clear blue with puffy clouds, not too high or too low for it to be uncomfortable. A light breeze rustled the leaves on the tree tops. It was perfect. I could have stayed here all day if only it weren’t for the fact that this morning the Lycan King's mother had summoned me here. My stomach lurched at the thought. The table was covered in a baby pink tablecloth, flowers were in little vases, along with glasses filled with red wine. There we

I almost scoffed at her. What did she think the Lycan King was? a trophy that she could claim at any time? even trophies had competitors not like I was one.“Okay” I told her, she could have him back, I didn’t even know where I belonged.I think she was looking for a fight because my response had gotten her riled up.“You think you are smart huh?” what was she? a five year old?“Look I am not interested in whatever you want, he might be my mate,true. Moreover he isn’t a thing that you toss around and get whenever, he’s an actual person and I think he’s old enough to decide “ I yanked my hand off her grip. I hope I wasn’t defensive, I was trying to be neutral. “Unbelievable!”She snarled at me, like she couldn’t believe her ears with a priceless expression on her face and stalked away to a corner of the garden. Her arms crossed over her chest and she was muttering something about my stupidity.“And you bite, Mother was right, how many façades do you have?” His voice rang behind me. How

I was tired and drained. I would have sobbed as usual but my body wouldn't agree with my emotions. I fell on the bed, not sleeping though, I couldn't sleep. The restlessness of my mind didn’t help. My thoughts were going in all directions at once. There were too many questions, I didn't know how to answer them. This wasn't the life I bargained for, now I had another Leon and Zoey in my life only that there were three now. I could see the darkness slowly creeping into the room, the last rays of daylight were fading away into darkness. I fell into a dreamless slumber . The night continued like this without interruption until morning arrived. The sky was grey, a light fog covered the atmosphere. The cold weather did not suit me, it made me shiver more. I woke up earlier than usual because my stomach wouldn't stop rumbling. When I realized this, In as much as I would have loved to go get some food instead of waiting around for breakfast to come, I just couldn't. It wasn't my home. Even w

It had been two days and he wasn't back.I had managed to avoid his mother, sister, and former mate like plaques. One of the maids was kind enough to get paintbrushes, plain white sheets, and a row of watercolors for me. It was one of the kindest someone had done for me, an act of generosity.I had begun to paint and that kept me busy for most of the time. Today, I decided to help Luisa make apple pie. Did you know she spoke German, Spanish, and French? It was all very interesting to listen to. I'd spend time in the kitchen and even when she wouldn't let me help, she always entertained me with stories from her childhood.She had grown up in a small village near Berlin, in Bavaria. She and her sister grew up together. They both attended high school together. Her brother had died shortly after entering high school due to a heart attack and the family had broken apart, she herself ended up living with her aunt and uncle.I didn't press on any further, it was a sad tale and I didn't want