All Chapters of Princess and her four Princes : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

~Olyon~The other two princes just glare at Froskarn, and he huffs before leaving the kitchen.Maybe he’s going to finally withdraw his power from wreaking icy havoc outside.Mort tips his head as he gets lost in thought. “But if Bethany is so anti-Noble-”A nearby surge of subconscious terror pierces through Velthra and makes it into the mortal plane, making me tense.Sensing such a powerful nightmare would normally have my mouth watering, but my appetite twists when the aura saturating the terror is unmistakably Bethany’s.I’ve been desperate to taste her dreams since the moment I laid eyes on her. Now, no dreamblocker is keeping me from sensing her like this. Must be an oversight from Mort, the articulate perfectionist.To my luck, whatever nightmare is playing in Bethany’s head, I can keep it from hurting her.Mort starts to demand what has me on edge, but I step into Velthra without giving him an answer. Quickly, I move through the ceiling and walls until I stop in the room, wher

~Bethany~ I have no idea if the Vel Morin is really telling the truth that he saw nothing in my dream. Whether he's being truthful or not, I have this unspoken trust that he won't breathe a word to anyone unless I ask him to. Rushing through a bath, I hurry downstairs. It's almost noon when I get to the kitchen in my oversized tee and jeans. Jayan serves corn custard and fruits for breakfast. He cracks simple jokes about his family, upbringing, and what being born into a family of loud dragon shifters looks like. The dragon is just a spoiled prince who grew up surrounded by lots of love from his family. That much is obvious. A careful study of his life is all the proof you need. Jayan is caring, he pays attention to the people around him, and he has lots of love to give. I think the type of family he comes from contributes to his loud mouth. He's obviously used a large extended family, and family members sharing each other's burden, and maybe just being in each other's business.

~Bethany~ “Snugbug,” the dragon shifter calls me, and I almost snort at his stupid voice. “If that’s not cool, maybe we could join in on one of your family's celebrations, like other birthdays, anniversaries, Christmas, Valentine's Day… Your father allows gatherings, right?” Something about Jay always makes me want to offer him some sort of soothing. The boy is too soft and loving for this cruel world. “Not really,” I answer him. “You don’t have to answer them if you don’t want to, sweetheart. Ignore their ass.” Olyon says, offering me a glass of wine he just poured into a glass. “Non-alcoholic,” he adds. “Fuck off, Olyon,” Asad warns. “Else I'll be forced to-” The Vel Morin slips into Velthra and appears right back. Asad bats an eye at him and turns to me. I know it would have been a full-blown argument between the two of them if I weren’t here. “You'll be forced to do what?” I ask Asad. He blinks at me. “What?” “You were trying to threaten Olyon, and I want to hear how crea

~Bethany~   I hold up a hand to stop their questions.  “I'm not answering your questions. Drop it.” “Drop it? Fuck that. We don’t know anything about your past,” Jayan argues, scowling as he practically towers above me, dangerously closer than necessary. “Look, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that something doesn’t add up with you, Bethany. I need to know more about my mate’s life before all this. Why the hell are you-” “I said drop it,” I snap, fixing him with a fierce look. “My past is none of your business. Don’t bring it up again.” Jayan scowls at me before finally looking away. “Fine. I’ll shut up about it for now, but only because I don’t want to spoil what we have going on right now. Lovers Baecation” I almost choke on my next bite

~Bethany~ Jayan growls and does the same thing that got me upset and mad at him several days ago. He reaches out to gently grip my chin and force me to look at him. The contact makes my skin flush and my breath stagger. “Is that what you’ve been so afraid of? You think we’ll hurt you? You are afraid of us fucking killing you? That’s never going to happen, Bethany. Never. It doesn’t matter what terrible thing you swore to do or how much you try to make us hate you; none of us will hurt you. Do you hear me?” I want so badly to believe him, but I’ve been disappointed, betrayed so much in the past that I now know pain too well, and I know it’s best delivered in pretty packages like the princes. There are so many ways they could hurt me…and they would. They will have to, once they know who and what I am. They won't have a choice. Mosley is a weapon of mass destruction, and he can subdue me; he is all it will take to end me. Olyon senses my disbelief and reaches out to remove Jayan’