Chapter 6 - waking up to a sad reality

CHAPTER 6 - WAKING UP TO A SAD REALITY 

Heather's POV

Being bullied by my parents in the past made waking up to pain a norm for me, but today's is different. 

There's an ache in-between my legs that brings memories rushing through my head. 

As I force myself to sit up and face the mirror on the other side of the wall, I realize how red my face has turned. 

Although it aches, I know that I would do it again and again if time rewound. 

The way he touched me and called my name made me feel so beautiful in ways I had never felt before. 

He said he inched to bite me and mark me but although he didn't, I don't feel bad at all. Him seeking me out to sleep with me and eventually making love to me all night must mean something. 

It must mean that although he could not fight for me yesterday, he realized how wrong things were and he wanted to make it up to me. 

He must have realized that we were mates and that he was just too awkward to acknowledge it at first. 

I'm so glad. I'm so grateful to the moon goddess for giving me a chance at life. I thought this would be my end, but I haven't dreamt up a beginning as beautiful as this. 

With a smile on my face, I turn to meet that of the handsome sleeping beauty beside me. 

He just like me is naked and barely covered by the bed covers and I do not mind one bit. 

My eyes start to trail his abs from his neckline and unto his nipples. Such beautiful peaks that I want to tease them.

But I hold it back when he stirs. My eyes then travel to his face. The handsome face that looked into my eyes when he made love to me. 

"Heather, I love you", he had said as he climaxed for the second time yesterday. 

His beautiful lashes shake and I realize that he's about to wake up and although I still feel shy and want to run into hiding, I decide to be bold for him. 

He said he likes that part of me. 

I smile as I wait for him to open his eyes fully and adjust his sight to the brightness of the room, but instead of a matching smile, he wakes up with a deep frown. 

"Who are you and what are you doing in my room?", He asks in a way that breaks my heart. 

How could he say those words like that? After all that we shared together? 

"Lucas, what do you mean by that question?" But I do not get the chance to finish my question when his stack naked self emerges from underneath the bedcover. 

"How dare you?" His voice comes out as a roar and my boldness starts to waver. 

His eyes scan mine, but in less than a nano second, he has peeled his gaze off of me, like I'm a stranger. Like he doesn't recognize me. But how come? 

He took my virginity last night. 

Alpha King Warren Lucas' POV

A dull headache accompanied by a feeling of lightness and absolute relief washes through me as I wake. It's such a beautiful feeling that I just want to sleep in, but there's a stranger in my room. 

On the same bed with me. 

How come? 

I try to ravel and shake my memories, but the last thing I remember was thinking about her. 

I didn't think to seek her out as I felt guilty. 

Yet, I sit up absolutely ignoring the clothes that peel off my body to match her naked state. 

For a moment, I am distracted by her breast and how her nipples seem to harden with each second that my gaze spends on them. 

Such a reaction. 

But then the reality of the matter dawns on me. 

This is my most private room and barely three staffs know about this place as I clean it myself. 

"Who are you and what are you doing in my room?", I ask the fist question that comes to mind. 

The room is neat, sparkly in fact and looks like it's been visited while I was away. 

Then my mind goes back to the complaints Nanny lodged against her as soon as I came in yesterday. Could she really have bullied the princess to clean this place up? 

That would be a possibility and literally the only way for her to have found out about my secret place. 

But as my eyes revisits her face, I'm slapped with how raw the pain in her expression is. 

She must think she's something for being able to get in my bed. And that convinces me even more that she is suspicious. 

I thought I could keep her because of how fascinated I was by her, but I must have thought wrong if I saw an innocence that could easily be manipulated in her. 

And that angers me, the fact that I must have been wrong about her in the first place. The doubt I had towards Nanny Deliana vanishes the moment she completes her second sentence. 

"Lucas, what do you mean by that question?" She asks, calling my name in the way that even my grandmother never dared to. 

"How dare you?!" I ask with clear irritation. 

She seems to be as calculative as Nanny said. 

And a good actress too, feigning the facial expressions like she means them. 

But then I am only further irritated that I want her out of my sight. 

I can't believe I actually spent a week after the war looking for gifts to make her happy. I even dreamt about this moment, the time I would bed her. But it only just turns out to be a manipulation and an act. 

I should have sent her out when grandmother said that to me yesterday. But now that I've let her stay and she has come this far, I will make sure to punish her and make her regret this actions of hers. 

"Get out!", I say in what appears to be a roar. 

She is shaken by the dept of my tone and words, but I can not bring myself to care about how badly hurt she is or how much I must have scarred her emotionally. 

It's all an act to her anyways. 

Nanny said so. 

"But Lucas, you… you said you loved me and…" 

"Just shut the hell up and get out of my room this instant before I really get angry and get you locked up in the dungeon and don't you ever show your face in this room again, you shameless actress!"

A gasp escapes her throat the same time tears starts to roll down her face. 

The sight of it prick my chest in a way that has me rethinking my actions. 

But no, she asked for it when she decided to have two faces under my nose. I should have known better than to accommodate someone of such class.