Lahat ng Kabanata ng My mate at summer camp : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

ASHLEY'S POV As magical as the moment was with Xavier, I couldn't bring my lips to touch his. I apologized and pulled back. Xavier was understandjng enough to say it was okay and I soon fell asleep in his arms, as did he. He woke me up at sunrise and thankfully, our clothes were fully dried. When we returned to the pack house, I still needed some more sleep and Xavier shared that with me. “We should eat something,” Xavier proposed at noon and I agreed. The only thing I needed more than sleep was food. I was too lazy to get dressed, so after my bath, I flung my robe over my body and headed out with Xavier. “One minute,” he excused himself and returned to the bathroom. I stood outside my room door and waited for him. While I was waiting, Vance came along. “Ashley!” he called, hurrying towards me. I was more than glad to see his enthusiasm. It confirmed to me that my plan to trigger a little jealousy in him by talking to Xavier was working. “Vance,” I responded calmly, trying not t

VANCE’S POVMy feet were sore from wandering the kingdom, pretty much aimlessly. The morning sun rays were piercing through the dark clouds. It had been two hours of walking and I had seen nothing but trees. At sunrise, I got weary and took a seat under one of the trees. I was both, hungry and thirsty. I questioned my choices, as the cool breeze washed over my skin and the sound of the shaking trees calmed my heart. My biggest mistake…was being overly comfortable, I fell asleep. “We’re taking him,”“But he’s asleep,”“What do I care? Pick him! We’re taking him to the grand leader,” What started as a distant conversation was not so distant anymore. My eyes were forced open after one of the men touched me. I got up startled, ready to fight and defend myself, but upon regaining consciousness, there were three of them and even more a short distance away, directly on my path. All the men were fully masked and that only meant they were rogue wolves with no identification or association t

VANCE’S POV “Where do you think you’re going?” the both guards at my door formed a wall. “I had a heavy meal; wouldn’t I need to empty my bowel?” I probed. I couldn’t see their faces, but I hoped they were disgusted, which was precisely what I was going for. Both men were quiet and stole glances at each other for about fifteen seconds. “Take him,” one of them ordered the other. I was extremely pleased. It appeared my job had been made easier. I didn’t need to take on both of them. The escort with me walked directly behind me. I walked slowly and calmly into the woods from, behind the camp. It was impossible to leave through the front, because of the guards on mount, but I assumed it wasn’t going to be as tedious from behind. “That’s to the extent you go,” the guard held my arm when I had gone few steps away from the last tent. “You can take three steps forward and do your business, while I look away from you,” I nodded. I bent forward, folding into two, such that I could see him

ASHLEY’S POV“The ceremony is starting now,” the maid announced.“Three weeks,” I took a deep breath, “It’s been three weeks,” I sighed, “what makes him think it’s okay to disappear for three weeks.”The maid stood quietly. I knew she had been caught in an awkward conversation. I myself hated that we were caught there, but I needed to let out all my frustrations. I had a million thoughts and the fact that I had no outlet was eating me up.“Princess,” she called softly. Her voice was filled with compassion,“He did not have the decency to explain his reasons, or at least say goodbye.” My heart was breaking into shards as I spoke. The maid walked up to me, held my hand in hers and squeezed it very tightly. She said nothing. There was nothing to be said. I was dressed in a black quince dress and my crown was shining on the mirror from the top of my head. My steps through the hallway was dragging—not from the weight of my dress, but the heaviness in my heart. “Princess Ashley Smichtt of

ASHLEY’S POV“How could you? You should know better. I expect much more from you, Ashley!” my father was extremely furious, he paced about his room. I couldn’t say I was embarrassed, even though I wished he didn’t walk in on Xavier and I in such a terrible position. “Do you not know you cannot have anything to do with him until after the mating ceremony?” my father probed. “Answer me!” he ordered. It was the first time he was demanding response from me, after yelling for about fifteen minutes. “The rule book only said in the instance of a competition, until I have made my choice and the ceremony had taken place, I am disallowed from having anything to do with either men,” I responded, “In this case, there is no either men. Xavier is my mate,” I defended. My response was only neck deep. It was the first time I addressed Xavier as a mate and everything I said felt false. I felt dirty for lying. Overtime, I had learnt to see Xavier as a lot of things. Sometimes he was a brother, other