I peel my eyes open to be faced with a dark room that is not mine. Thank the goddess it’s dark because my head is pounding. I let my eyes adjust to the dark room. Sun pounds against the closed curtains leaving a slight glow to the room.
I try to sit up but a very muscular arm holds me still. I glance over my shoulder to see scraggly blonde curls.What the hell happened last night? I remember drinking and dancing and now I’m in bed with the Prince.I lift his arm and slip out of bed. My dress is hanging over a chair in the pack house guest room he’s occupying. So this must be his t-shirt in wearing. I grab the dress and slip into the quiet hallway. And head out to my house to get changed for breakfast with Angie.“You are a very difficult to track down.” The Prince slips his hand into mine as we dance.“I am?” I giggle. He is so pretty to look at. Like a painting.“You slipped away from my guard. I’ve spent the past 2 hours chasing you around a ballroom. Never quite catching you.” He dips his head to whisper in my ear.“Like chasing a dream.” I close my eyes and press my body flush against his. In my heels I’m only about an inch shorter than he is.“A dream?”“A dream. You enjoy it while it’s happening but you can’t hold on forever. And once it’s done you try so hard to get it back but you can’t.”“But you’re not a dream. You are very much real.” His breath fans on my neck.The song ends and we pull away to bow at each other.“You’re an excellent dancer, Your Majesty.” I say softly as I lower myself.“Reece.” He says back.I look up at him confused. “I beg your pardon.”“Call me Reece. My mate doesn’t have to address me so formally.”“Right. Mates.” I snort at the thought which then turns in laughter. “I’m sorry.” I put my hand to my mouth. “Sorry.”To his credit, The Prince stands quietly while I work myself out of the state. Then Aaron catches my eye.“Excuse me.” I say as I slip past a rather confused Prince and towards the newly anointed Alpha.“Congratulations.” I throw my arms around him and he squeezes me back. “Look at you, Mr Big Shot Alpha.”“Thank you. Thank you.” He says dramatically.“I think we should celebrate with a dance.”“Ugh. You know I hate dancing.” He complains while letting me drag him to into the vortex of music and rhythm.“Morning.” Angie says as I sit down at the head table in the dining room.
“Clearly not a good one.” Mora, the gamma’s mate, pipes in from across the table.“What gave it away?” I snide back. What have it away? Probably my messy bun, big ass sunglasses and scowl. Mora just scowls at me before continuing breakfast.“Did you have a good time last night?” Angie asks with a knowing look.I just shake my head. “Way too much to drink. How about you? Did you enjoy your induction?”“I did. It’s so cool being Beta Female. Even though you should’ve been Beta Female. Not me. You would’ve been so much better at it…” I zone out as she babbles on.“Where are all the males?” I notice the large table is mostly empty.“They all went to morning training with The Prince and visiting Alphas and Betas.” Angie says as she elegantly scoops some yoghurt from her bowl.As if on queue, all the Alphas and Betas, excluding ours, filter into the room for breakfast. The Prince also walks in laughing with one of his warriors. His laugh is gorgeous. I want to put it in a bottle and save it for whenever I’m down.His eyes immediately find mine and I smile softly before turning back to bitter black coffee.“So…” Angie leans over to whisper subtly. “You and the Prince?”“You know,” I turn fully towards her, “he said something really weird last night. He said we were…” I’m cut off.“KIM!” A very angry Ben shouts as he enters the room. He zeros in on my and stalks towards us. I don’t have the brain capacity to deal with this. So what the only logical thing to do? Slip under the table, right? So I do. I drop my fork on the floor and slip under the table.Now, this is possibly the worst plan I’ve ever had because:1) there is nowhere for me to get out from under the table to make my escape2) I have no idea which way to go to get outand3) people are doing some weird things under the tableso instead of realising my mistake and climbing back out from under the table to face Ben, I pick going left and crawl on my hands and knees under the 40 seater table in the hopes that someone will either leave the table or hasn’t sat down yet so I can get back out from under the table and leave.But no such luck. And I’m getting closer and closer to the head of the table where Aaron and Angies dad and former leaders are sitting.Suddenly, a foot sticks out to block my path, nearly kicking me in the face. The owner of the foot reaches his hand down and hands me a napkin. I cautiously take it.‘What are you doing?’ Is scribbled onto it. The hand then holds out a pen.‘I dropped my fork.’ I hand it back. A snorted laugh sounds above. Who is this?‘Did it grow wheels and drive away?’‘It fell in love with a wine glass and they rolled away together.’ Another laugh.I hear heavy footsteps and a very angry Beta. He greets everyone at this end of the table. “Alpha, have you by any chance seen Kim? She ducked under the table and hasn’t come out since?”‘Shhhhhhhhhh’ I hand the paper back to the hand.“No, I haven’t. Apologies.” He replies and I hear Ben walk away.‘It’s time to come out now’‘Maybe I’ll just stay here forever’Instead of handing the napkin back, the hand drops a fork, pushes the chair back and diamond blue eyes face mine.“Are you the infamous Kim?” He whispers.“Yup, that’s me.”He says my name over and over with a goofy grin on his face. Then looks back at me, offering a hand. Reluctantly, I take it and climb out from under the table.“Kim.” The Alpha greets with an amused look on his face.“Alpha.” I greet back.“Ben’s looking for you.” He says. “Although, you already knew that. Hence the table.”“I’m sorry to have bothered you.” I say apologetically at all the important people sitting at the table. “I’ll head back to my seat.”“I think you should sit here.” The Prince catches everyone’s attention.“That’s I kind offer but I don’t think I should,” his hand is still firmly in mine, not letting go as I try to leave.“Everyone else’s mates are sitting here. Why shouldn’t mine?”F.U.C.K!!!!!!!!!!!!!!He didn’t just say that. Tell me I imagined it all. Tell me I’ve gone delusional.“Your mate?” The Alpha looks at me quizzically.“Indeed. I found her last night.” The Prince smiles down at me with pride. I’ve never understood pride. How can he be proud of a coincidence that was destined to happen? He didn’t find hidden treasure. He didn’t find out who murdered someone. All he did was do what he was supposed to do and accidentally found me. No work done. Really it’s nothing to be proud of.“Well then,” the Alpha booms to the room’ “let us celebrate! The Prince has found his mate!”The whole room boom and all I want is for the world to swallow me whole. Mostly because the noise is making my head hurt.The Prince sits and pulls me into his lap since there are no free chairs.“All o have to say is good luck.” The Alpha says with a knowing smirk. “If your mate is Kim Mylean Ashyver, you’ll never get bored.”Breakfast goes by painfully slowly. By the time everyone stands to leave, I’m honestly half dead. “You okay, sweetheart?” The Prince asks sweetly but I cringe slightly at the pet name. “Yup. Just very hung over.” I try to play it off as just that. “You were pretty drunk last night.” “I wouldn’t remember.” I say with a slight smile. “You were pretty drunk last night. You passed out while we were slow dancing so I took you back to my room so I knew you were safe.” “Thank you.” I run my fingers through his silky hair and I swear he purrs. “So…” he coos, “Do you want to pack your stuff now or should we send someone to pack it when we get home.” “What?” I look at him dumbstruck. “I assumed you’d want some of your stuff in the castle but we can b
I shoot out of bed when my alarm goes off. Shit. I must’ve passed out on the car ride to The Princes apartment. My coworker, Emily, has been phoning and texting me non stop. It’s 4:30 and already I’m late. I send Emily my location pin and just as I hit send… ring ri“Hey. I’m so sorry. Things last night…”“Angie told me. I tracked your phone. I’m outside. Come down and get your clothes and then we can go. Be quick or we’ll be late.” She says irritated.I hang up the phone and run out of the room. I vaguely remember the halls as a hallass down them. The elevator moves so slowly and finally I’m at the reception floor. The doors open to an angry Emily arguing at the receptionist.“Em!” I shout. She gives a pointed i-told-you-so look at the receptionist and struts into the elevator. She hands me all of my stuff as we get off of the elevator.“This isn’t my hou
I sit up groggily with my hair all over the place. I need to pee. I walk to the bathroom. I sit I think about what happened. My mates a bit of a dick. He's cocky and arrogant and I don't like him. I thought after the first night he would be sweet and caring but no! I flip my head back so all my hair flies out of my face. I look in the mirror at my reflection while a wash my hands. I look like shit. The bags under my eyes look deathly black. My skin seems to ooze a grey glow. My hair hangs lifelessly and the grease sticks it to my scalp. I look like a Tim Burton character. I leave the bathroom. I see my cigarettes and lighter on the desk and snatch them. It's just as grey and dreary outside as I am so I can't open the window because I'll wake the prince up. So, instead, I head out of the room and search for a window or balcony. The apartment is huge. I head down the dinghy hall. All of the bedroom lights are off. Is everyone sleeping or is no one in them at al
It's been a week since Reece marked me. We haven't really spoken since. Well, I haven't spoken to him. He tried to talk to me the first few days but gave up when he realised I wasn't going to give him the conversation he wanted. I'm not the type of person who can be pushed, I'll talk when I'm ready. Things have changed in a week, they've changed a lot. I've moved into the castle with the prince which is an hours drive for uni and work. Reece and I share his room in the gorgeous palace (he sleeps on the couch because I refuse to stay in the same bed as him and he refuses to sleep in a separate room.) and he set up me up in The Luna Study which is ajoins to his. He leaves the glass doors wide open and stares at me more than actually working. He insisted I redecorate it so I did. The color scheme is baby blue and gold. The glass balcony doors are almost always open with the light washed wicker furniture littering the space. The furniture inside is the same lightwashed colou
"Hey Adrian. I…" someone grabs my wrist from behind the desk. "GET DOWN!" Adrian whisper shouts. "What's going on?" I whisper back confused. "I'm running low on amo so I can't let them know where I am." He gestures to his nerf gun. I now see his usual smart attire has been picked apart. His shoes have been discarded, his jacket tied diagonally across his chest by the sleeves with nerf bullets in the pockets and his tie is tied around his head to keep his hair out of his face. "You know you're a politician, right?" I say condescendingly"Yes and The Rats have started a war so like any good politician, I'm hiding behind a desk and letting innocent people die for my cause." He calls his younger half siblings The Rats. I learnt this during our second politics lesson when I got a full family history. Queen Freya (she was the only child so took over the throne when her father was assassinated by the warlocks.) whose mate is King Lachlan (
I'm in the shower. That's all that's happening. I'm in the shower. Having a shower. Having a very long hot shower. I'm trying so hard not to think because it makes my head hurt but I can't help thinking about how different it is. With Reece. It's so different. I never felt anything like that with Ben. Not once. Reece gives me the best kind of butterflies. He is so sweet. I love the way he calls me princess and kitten. How he leaves me love notes. How he steals glances at me no matter where we are. How he insist on holding me hand, even when he's driving. He makes me feel safe and protected. He makes me feel loved. I appreciate how slow we're taking things. If we were going at a normal wolf speed, I would already be pregnant. I hope Reece wants pups. I can only imaging having a little us running around. How sweet he'll be when I'm pregnant. We haven't really spoken about the future. There are all these expectations that I don't mind fulfilling like being queen and providing an heir b
I turn the speaker up as I dance around the room. I pick up my hairbrush as microphone. "I'm a man who has very specific taste." I sing at the top of my lungs. My hair's almost dry and we towel discarded a long time again. I swing my hips in time with the music. I've actually played the sax to this song for the club one time. Speaking of the club, it's time to start getting ready for work. I strut into the closet. I pull out my black dress and pull it over my curves. Strong hands grab the zip and pull it up. He places his hands on my hips. Feather soft kisses on my jaw turn into cheeky nips down my neck. Reece reaches his one hand up to cup me left breast. He squeezes it softly through the thin fabric. I tilt my head back to moan but his lips capture mine and the sound. He snakes his hand up my thigh which causes my dress to ride up. His fingers stop at my entrance. He teases me with slow circles while going back to nipping my neck. My incoherent notices fill
The bedrooms empty when I get home so I head into the office to find Reece. He's sitting at his desk with his glasses on hunched over a stack of papers. I lean against the door frame and take a moment to appreciate my very sexy mate. He is so fucking perfect. Sometimes I still can't believe he wants me, scars and all. A breeze sweeps through the room and he catches my scent. He looks up with the sweetest smile I've ever seen. Like a child that's just been given chocolate. "Hi gorgeous." His voice still gives me goosebumps. "Hi." I smile back and walk over and he pulls me into his lap with his hands around my waist. "Why are you up so late?" I run my fingers through his silky hair."I was waiting for you to get back safe and sound." I kiss him softly. "You'll never guess what happened today." I pull out of the kiss with my fingers still tangled in his hair. "What?" He asks. I love how he looks at me. "I got a job