All Chapters of Princess and her four Princes : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

~Bethany~Of course, Zuu will always look as stylish as ever, and next-level-hot isn’t even enough to describe just how hot my Babycakes is.When Hellion sees my grin, he raises a questioning brow. "You're smiling? That's so foreign. What did she write to you?"He reaches for the card, but I quickly slide it into the bag and take it from him, "Thank you," I tell him sincerely. "I needed that."He nods. “So you try another caster and get back to me, right?”I guess everybody now believes that I'm the worst of Proselytes they’ve ever seen. Hellion already believes that I'm getting another caster to try tracking down Zuri’s location, even though he knows that I'm also a caster.“Do you know the glam team Zuri booked for our glam session today?”Hellion nods, “Yeah, she made me do the booking.”“Please, call them and cancel.”I don’t allow him to argue.I excuse myself and leave because it's time to track down some ingredients for a forbidden tracking magic.………I head back to my dorm roo

~Bethany~ When I step outside my dorm, Olyon is leaning against the wall beside my door, looking absolutely breathtaking in a black jacket and an ocean-blue ripped jeans He has changed his earrings to silver instead of the gold he’s been wearing. Stylish… As soon as he sees me, he straightens, his gaze bearing into mine, and is filled with a host of emotions so consuming that, for a moment, I can only stare back at him, transfixed. "You look like pure sin," he whispers, drinking me in slowly. "And I've always loved sinning, Sweetheart." A part of me melts hearing the marvel in his voice. It's nice to hear after putting in this amount of effort. Since the upper part of my dress is a bit revealing and I don’t want to go to the Ball with a scarf, I had to put on a long, colorful wig that Zuri insisted on buying for me when

~Bethany~I look away from the Liminal order and find that Asad and Jayan have returned to consuming me with their eyes. Once again, it's inconvenient how much I enjoy that they obviously like what they see.I've never had much reason to care about the way I look. Survival always came first.I didn't even see my own reflection until I was thirteen years old and caught a glimpse of what I looked like in a dirty pond… right before someone tried to drown me in it.All this to say, it's nice to feel pretty.But I'm still determined to get over these gorgeous assholes, so I step backward to get out from between them. But cool hands gently grasp my bare shoulders from behind.“Watch where you’re going, Bethany,” Mosley says, his quiet voice almost lost to the music that has resumed.I step away from the silver-haired elemental who is in a sharp, perfectly tailored suit that would make any fashion photographer cry tears of joy.What a shame that someone so beautiful is an asshole.The last t

~Jayan~  Asad is instantly beside Bethany, looking as possessive and pissed as I feel.  The tension in the room is thick enough to taste since everyone is on edge after the Liminal order's announcements. "Were you just flirting with that Noble, Thaloria?" Asad demands. Bethany shrugs one shoulder nonchalantly, but the expression on her face as she lifts her glass back to her perfect lips is full of warning. "I can flirt with anyone I want." "Like hell you can," I grit. She takes a sip, and I bite back a groan as I watch the muscles of her throat work. Mosley starts to say something, but Bethany downs the rest of her drink and cuts him off, skirting around all three of us. "If you're done with your little drama, I'll get going now. Apparently, I've just been told that all the unmated male Nob

~Jayan~And when Olyon reappears from Velthra, both healers are dead.One of the healers still has his eyes frozen wide open in acute horror as if before he died, he saw shit that broke him. The other looks like he was slashed to shreds and pieces.It all happened so fast that I'm still processing it. Mosley looks equally stunned, but Asad snarls, "What the fuck are you doing? We needed them to help Bethany, you psychotic bastard!"Olyon kicks aside one of the corpses, his face murderous as he stalks toward Asad."No, what are you doing? Where's your overdeveloped sense of paranoia when we need it? She told me to let no one heal her. It wasn't a polite suggestion, Mort. She must have a reason to avoid the healers here, so I don't fucking trust them. You shouldn't have, either.""I wasn't trusting them. If they made a wrong move, I would have killed them just as quickly," Asad seethes. "But now look at her. She's not breathing, Olyon, she has no godsdamned pulse! My magic refuses to wo