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he let out a groan “you are going to haunt every one of my dreams” “And you mine,” she said in a quiet voice “Is that allowed between a Princess and a guard” “Only if I want to get myself killed” Jay said “Oh” was her only reply “Should I um, get up?” “Only if you want to” “Then No,” and she snuggled in closer Jay groaned, “Princess” he warned “she let out a little giggle and moved on his lap again” “Careful, I can only take so much, I might even welcome losing my head”

“If that much makes you crash and burn, how the hell do you expect to stay beside her?” Frowning, I don’t speak as I try to determine exactly what he means, and when understanding hits me, I want to punch something. “She’s the princess of Emerald Moon, you know.” William huffs. “Do you really think the pack will accept just anyone beside her? No, the one standing beside her will need to have the proper pedigree to be respected. If you intend to be the one to stand beside her, then you’re going to need to be able to hold your head up high despite anything.”

A story of a bodyguard and an artist, a protector and a creator, a partnership that had healed not only their own wounds, but the wounds of the world. A story that, like the horizon over their beloved valley, was endless. The End.

Kingston answered casually and hated himself for it. “Lust… Lust, you say? That’s not what you said last night while thrusting inside me,” she snapped and grabbed his arm to turn him around. “Kingston Rossdale, turn and look at me, you bastard!” “There’s nothing more to add to this story, Your Royal Highness. We need to be realistic here. I’m your bodyguard, and you’re the Crown Princess, the heir to the throne of Deltora. What we had was one night and we need to leave it at that,” Kingston told her firmly, trying not to choke on his own words.

ANGELA'S POV :- My eyes immediately opened in shock. I pushed him away from me and finally freed myself from his warm embrace. Is he out of his mind? Bodyguards? What the hell is wrong with him? Has he gone mad? Who am I? A royal princess? A superstar? Or a super hot billionaire business woman? Oh gosh, I am none of these! Then why the hell would I need bodyguards? It's not like people are dying to stalk me, or kidnap me, or hell kill me? I don't need any bodyguards. They will take away all my privacy. They will follow me everywhere, like my shadow. Will they follow me even in loo? Gosh, what am I thinking? Obviously they will not follow me there! But whatever, I can't bare someone followin

“I promised your father that I would take care of you like one of my own daughters, and nobody hurts my daughters.” I loved the protective edge to his voice and the fact he considered me one of his own. It was nice to have someone want to protect me from the world, even if it was the world that needed protecting from me. “No, that’s not it.” I pulled back so I could look at him. “Henry really is a prince. He’s the second in line to the crown of Paradisa. I just found out.” “Oh.” Gus’s eyes widened and he tipped his head. “That explains why he had clearance to come visit you up in the building. I just thought he knew somebody.” He frowned and focused on me again. “If he’s a prince, why are yo

“Aaaaaahhh…” she groaned, not sure whether or not it was out of pain or pleasure as she got on her feet and walked a few more steps forward when she finally spotted a male servant, one that instantly made her put her guard up in fear. “Princess Fera do you need help?” he asked, rushing towards her and he had only grabbed a hold of her hand to pull her up when she instantly pushed him away. “Get away from me…” she yelled, terrified at the sudden touch on her body that somehow managed to send waves of unwanted pleasure through her body.

Lucia settled into her luxurious car, not letting her eyes fall back on her bodyguard. Hugh was like a breath of fresh air, for her, even though she had been very sad, minutes ago, he alleviated her sadness. She turned around when she heard Hugh, settle into the driver's seat.

~ -Characters- *Princess Zoey* - She's an 18-year-old Omega with golden hair and a love for nature. One thing about her, she dislikes the fact that she cannot rule her kingdom one day and dislikes how she has to get married to an alpha that will take over as the ruler of both kingdoms. *Prince Patrick* - He's a 24-year-old Alpha with hazel hair and eyes and a love for sword art. He's the Prince chosen by Princess Zoey's parents to link the two kingdoms in the future. And he likes the idea of an arranged marriage between the two kingdoms.

I asked, without any hints of caution, because I don’t want her to feel that I was reprimanding her or something. “I was sent by the Princess to look for you, she said, she's already getting bored of your bodyguard, ” she answered with a smile and I stared at her shocked, with my mouth open. Bodyguard? Who? When did I suddenly have a bodyguard? “My bodyguard? Who?” I asked Amber because I was totally confused about who my bodyguard is...until it hits me.