ENIDAll through the morning, my mind was out the window from where I stood and it swirled around the elders' decision. How long was it going to take before I got crowned as the King of Selenia? I had met all the criteria they shoved up my face before I was crowned King of Selenia. Then why was no elder speaking of the coronation date?Then it occurred to me that yesterday was my marriage. They were leaving me some time to enjoy my honeymoon. I heaved a sigh.My mind returned to the wolfless girl prancing in my mansion and pretending to be my wife. Of course, she was my wife, we were married in the sight of the goddess and the sight of the law.There was a rap on my door and shortly after my bedroom door opened and without looking back I knew exactly who it was. "The guests are duly entertained, I think it's time for you to join them, my Alpha."Drew, my assistant, called out a few distance from me. "Any memo about the coronation Drew?" I asked without bothering to look his way, m
ENIDI texted Chase to remind him of our little meeting later that day and it took him a decade to confirm the time. How typical of him! Clover replied in the shortest time and that warmed my heart. Clover was the brain behind our little strategy and with how ready he was to work, I couldn't help but get assured things were going to play out as planned.I thought about stopping by the glam room to be certain Mildred was getting her glam done and to douse my qualms she didn't escape the mansion as Ximena did. If she left it was game over for me. My throne would be taken away. I was in the last phase of this kingship. Once my wife and mate were crowned the Queen then the elders could fuck off to hell for all I cared but for now, whatever title I had now was not solid. That's why I needed Mildred to play a convincing part. I needed her to keep my throne. It troubled my heart that Mildred's nerve was going to desert her and she wouldn't hesitate spilling her guts. I was the Alpha Kin
MILDREDI stared at my reflection in the mirror by the vanity countertop in the bathroom. I was void of any feeling. There was no disgust, nor regret. All I knew was that my black tresses had gone down and were now dyed out to this offensive brown bobbed hair which made me a little bit skinnier than I actually was. I looked at my eyes. My hazel eyes were perfect, these honey-brown eyes made it disturbing for me to look at. My stomach built, and I felt the need to throw up. The disgust in the pit of my stomach rose back to my gut threatening to spill. This wasn't me. This wasn't who I was. How did I get here? Where did I go wrong to have the goddess take my life from me?When the need to throw up was consuming, I dashed to the toilet and emptied my bowels. I strengthened, flushed the toilet, brushed my teeth, and stripped, going into the shower. After a few minutes, I stepped out, towel dried my hair and body and it was a few minutes past eight p.m. when I retired to bed. I was i
MILDREDAn overactive mind had kept me awake, taunting me with heated pictures of what my night would have been like if things weren't so different with the handsome ruler. If he didn't despise me so much. Enid had ignited a spark in my soul the night before bringing out something wild in me. When the sun rose, I gave up the struggles for rest. I slid out of the comfy bed coverings, shredded off my nightwear, and stepped into the bathroom. The shower was soothing enough to calm me and prepare me physically for the day. I looked around the closet and couldn't find what to wear. I had a few clothes in here yesterday but now I couldn't seem to find them. I huffed. All I could find were Enid's collection of shoes, jackets, shirts, and a bunch of other outrageously expensive outfits anyone as wealthy as Enid could think of owning. He wasn't thoughtful enough to at least consider my outfits. My gaze fell on the white crisp crew-neck shirt in the drawers. I couldn't prance around the
MILDREDChase broke the proximity with a sweet smile on his face. He trodden further into the garden with his hands tugged in the pockets of his pants. I followed closely, wondering what he meant by the pyramid. Was he aware of this entire plan? Was this marriage not just in Enid's favor?I chose to look at this from another angle, what if he suspected something fishy and tried to get a slip from me?I glanced at him and he was by the rose flowers. But the lovely scent and the beautiful flowers were not what appealed to my heart right now. I needed to know who was the foe and the ally lest I confided in the wrong person. "I'm still processing your words, if I'm being honest I don't understand what you mean there. Enid's plans?" I chuckled nervously. "You're much better than how Enid described you." He shrugged and considered me a little longer with his blue eyes. "How did he describe me?"I regretted the second the question left my lips. A very insecure part of me knew Enid was n
MILDRED"You can't fucking say something?" A smirk appeared on Marcella's perfectly lined lips. This lady was growing into a threat and as the day went by, her plans seemed to be tilting. First, she wanted me to divorce Enid and now she was trying to uncover the truth behind my brown eyes. "Why did you cut your hair? Why did you fucking dye? Your eyes what the fuck did you do to them?"I was nervous to the pits of my stomach, beads of perspiration trailed down my back beneath my dress. My lips shivered and I thought of how to answer her unnerving questions. Instead, with a great shove, I pushed her aside quickly turning inside and heading straight towards the stairs hoping to disappear into the comforting room I stayed in.I hurriedly selected my strides and headed towards the stairs but just then, I bumped into someone and the contents of the laundry basket spilled to the floor. Miss Baxton glared from the spilled-out laundry to my face with a defiant pout on her face. I rubbed
MILDREDMy tone and how boisterous my voice grew only seemed to heighten the fury in Marcella's eyes. Her eyes darted nervously from me to Enid by the double doors right before the butler and Alpha Bruce and his wife Navaeh.She seemed relaxed now to find Enid's attention back on the company before him."Look," I drew out a slow and steady breath, "These few days have been crazy and hectic for me that's why I would so much appreciate it if you could just let me be for now. We can catch up and chat another time." My tone became as soft as marshmallows as a sweet smile curled on my lips.But Marcella didn't quit; she wanted the truth. And what was she going to do with the truth?Considering she was friends with Enid, if Enid had let Chase in on the truth then he should have done the same had she not been a blabbermouth. Such people were never trusted with delicate information.With her attitude and her 'divorce Enid' thing I couldn't help but think this woman was eventually going to go
MILDREDMy eyes could not depart from Enid as we made our way to the room. I was glad he now had the attention I required. Today he wasn't in such a terrible mood and his subtle gesture made my heart swell. The hallway seemed to cut more than half as we got to his room in no time.I in a way felt disappointed as we turned into the room and his grip on my hand softened and eventually broke from mine. It was strange how my hand felt empty without his large palm in it. He stepped into the room first and the second I did, he hurled me to himself, slammed the door, and slammed my back hard against it. Soft pain tingles down my back from the effect of the hurl. He pinned me to the door and his eyes blazed as he glared at me. He was closer to me in a manner that knocked all the breath from me, the pain in my back was slowly washed away by the blissful feeling of having his body pressed against mine. His breathing fanned my face and my knees buckled threatening to give up on me. "What th