Guess what? I am updating again! Shocker I know, anyway I hope you enjoy as Valerie continues on. Today I had a substitute teacher in class they started every conversation with "And my good people..." Swear to god I was cracking up in the corner by the end of it. That was probably the most interesting thing of my day. Please like and comment or even add to your library if you haven't already! It really helps motivate me to continue.Read on my Loves!_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________To say I was surprised was an understatement. A wide training room spread before me. Targets lined one wall, training dummies on the other. An array of weapons were on display glinting in the sun on a wall polished so cleanly I could see my reflection. What surprised me most of all was the ceiling. Glass. Entirely glass, so clear it appeared as though it wasn't even there.I couldn't help
It has come to my attention that I hate castles. I remember as a kid, wishing to live a life of luxury. Being a princess like in the pack stories which were passed around. I now realize that royal families with twins always end with blood being spilled or horrors in their wake. I decided to let that dream crumble.Yes, I wanted authority and wealth. Who wouldn't? All I knew was that I was content to have Vivian by my side. Knowing that nothing could ever come between us.That was until I arrived here. Vivian was alive. At least for now anyway. Having no idea where she was currently located was an issue. More importantly where we were was less than comforting. Justin navigated me through the winding halls which made my sense of direction and chance of escape seem pointless. So far I could sum the castle up into three words; dark, mysterious, and terrifying.This was not the typical stone castle. Oh no, the castle was made of obsidian blocks. A rare, heavy, durable rock which can only be
,_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________A warm bath was drawn. Emma soon came beckoning me in.“How did you wind up here anyway?” I asked carefully.I swear her eyes shadowed but she replied, “I'm like you in many ways.”“Oh.”Emma nodded, “Now strip. I have a time limit to have you by Eric's standards.”My ears turned pink “What! Look by his standards? That is not happening!” I spluttered in embarrassment.“Oh my lord.” Emma rolled her eyes “We are all ladies, now get in the bath.” She said sternly putting her hands on her hips.I gulped, “Okay, okay.” I quickly threw my clothes off and leaped in the tub.Emma huffed in amusement quickly folding my discarded clothes. “Don't worry I have another outfit which should arrive shortly.” She spoke in a monotone voice not looking pleased.I closed my eyes as the steaming water rolled over me calming my nerves.“Here.” Emma handed
I skipped breakfast. Soon having second thoughts on the matter. My stomach was turning in knots, from fear or hunger I couldn't tell. I wouldn't be surprised if it was both.Emma had been lecturing me about bad eating habits all morning. In hopes to lure me to the dining room. I hadn't told her what Damion had tried to do. It didn't concern her and she didn't need to know, all she would do is worry more. And her worrying would lead me to worry. Luckily by morning my wrist had healed and was back to normal.“You know what? If you want to starve fine!” Emma snapped crossing her arms. “Don't come whining to me about it.” She sniffed turning to the window watching the pine trees sway in the wind, the tiny needles fluttered past the window as snow fell lightly.“You do know that I’m older than you right?” I pointed out holding in a laugh.“Val you won't even tell me what happened at dinner.” She drew in a deep breath to calm herself. The flowerpot on the table suddenly burst to life with a
“Sit.” Eric pointed to a table tucked in the far back away from the bustling of people.I gulped sitting down. Silently watching Eric talk to the staff. He sat down at the table and immediately a waitress dropped off a bottle of wine. She gave Eric a once over smiling seductively before backing off to attend other tables.“Has Emma and Justin been good to you?” Eric asked, eyes skimming the menu.“Yes.” I said not making eye contact. Keep it simple, remember manners and good behavior, the opposite of how I usually behaved. These were Vivian’s tips for dinners, dates and douches.“What are you ordering Love?”I hadn't read the menu not feeling hungry. “Pasta. Surprise me.” I replied while my eyes wandering around the tavern.Eric raised a questioning glance at me. He leaned over pouring wine. “You seem tense.”No really. I'm alone with the king and I have no idea why. I kept my mouth shut and didn't an
The castle was quiet for the last week. I had the feeling of a trapped animal. Unable to leave yet still free inside the castle walls. It slowly driving my wolf mad and I was itching to shift causing me to be more irritated than usual. Eric and Damion went out to fix the borders borders. I did not ask what that meant, instead I trained with Justin.“Alright enough of archery you suck.” Justin gestured to the mat.I scoffed sending a glare at the arrows which had missed the target. Miraculously my ice shards got all bullseyes. Justin was unimpressed as per usual claiming I needed to stop using my magic as a crutch as it would get me nowhere. I was starting to agree. I’d been unable to beat him in hand to hand combat even though I had improved significantly. I could fend him off pretty well even though he was holding back.I got ready on the mat and Justin gave me a grin, “Don’t hesitate.” was all he said before attacking. I sidestepped trippi
Justin remained staring out at the blackened sky from the window. He hadn't spoken to me for some time seemingly content to stand in silence. Emma left for her shift a while ago to prepare breakfast for the morning meal. She wouldn't be back for some time. The stars flickered through the curtains dotting the ceiling in starlight. The snow capped mountains beyond stood proud and ominously against the star flecked sky.“Goodnight Val.” Justin eventually murmured heading for the door.My heart hammered in my chest. What if Damion returned? He would surely kill me! I shuddered forcing myself to speak, “I don't want to be alone.”Such a simple request. Stay. Stay, I pleaded with myself. A word I had told Kayla. Telling her to stay with her pack. That seemed to long ago now after all that happened.Justin paused at the threshold eyes softening in understanding. He wordlessly settled down on the sofa, “Once Emma arrives I’m leaving.”
Damion screamed as thousands of tiny ice shards slammed into him. The sound deafening my ears as I fought to keep my face blank instead of recoiling. The stone marble was like a mirror, reflecting my cold features perfectly. Why haven't I done this before? “You little slut!” Damion hissed breaking free and lunging for my neck.Justin intervened tackling him to the polished black marble. Punches were thrown. Soon Justin had pinned Damion easily. “She has you all wrapped around her frosty little fingers.”Justin said nothing only sending another punch his way.“Did you know she was looking for you?” Damion inquired cackling.“I should've killed your walking carcass months ago!” Justin growled gritting his teeth. His hands found Damion’s throat and started to squeeze.Damion started howling with laughter once more, “I don’t need air your highness! She was looking for you! And you weren't there. So you know