Eleanor stretched her limbs out in a satisfying yawn the next morning, wincing as a knot cracked in her upper arms. The space beside her was empty, lacking the warmth of Drakken's body, and so she opened her eyes to find herself alone in the room.The littlest part of her had been worried he would make any sexual advances toward her but was baffled there was not anything like that from him. Drakken only bade her good night with a kiss on the cheek. He had watched her sleep, that she knew. He did so protectively, as a mother hen protected its chicks.Eleanor listened for any sound that indicated he was in the house as she closed the bedroom door behind her, exploring the rest of the beach house.She found Drakken in the kitchen, his face turned down in a frown, holding out a hand and examining it like he had been injured. The kitchen around him was a mess. Flour smeared all over the counter. Pans heaped up in piles at the wash sink as Eleanor wondered what exactly he had been up to whi
Drakken received a link from his gamma the next day. His father had discovered he had gone missing and wrecked havoc in the palace if they would not tell him where his son went.The man had found out sooner than Drakken expected. It was because of the masquerade ball taking place that weekend which required the king's presence, George told him, along with the fact that now was a bad time to disappear from the palace.They were the ones who told him he needed space away from the palace. He was enjoying one now and they expected him to come running back at his father's threats. Drakken could not see that happening.He informed George about his return in the next two days. His gamma would have to cover up for him. He had not severed the link when George further told him the vampire princess was to arrive at the palace in a few hours from Belfast, the home of vampires.Drakken froze in his chair. He was not expecting the vampire princess anytime soon. Why was she in a haste to be at the p
Eleanor did not sleep in the same room as Drakken that night but stayed as far away from him as she could. She had been too hurt and mad at him to even go anywhere near him.She climbed out of bed earlier than usual the next morning and went for a swim at the beach. Birds chirped at a far distance and echoed throughout the surrounding. The sun was not out yet, but the sky was not entirely dark.She came back after a few minutes of floating around and enjoying the coldness on her skin, her mind disburdened of some of her anxieties from last night.Drakken sat at the dining table when she stepped through the front door, eating a plate of fried steak. He ignored her and she did too, not sparing him another glance as she rushed off to her room.How long were they going to keep being this way? It was childish to hold a grudge. At the same time, Eleanor was not ready to say anything to him yet. If anyone needed to say something, it should be him. After all, he said all the hurtful things to
For a while, Drakken was dumbstruck as he gazed upon his mate, unable to believe she was giving herself wholly to him. Eleanor was giving herself to him willingly, and it fired his blood to dizzying heights.He had been waiting for this very moment for nights. But when the opportunity finally presented itself, Drakken hesitated, suddenly feeling sceptical. His hands were still held to her core which he withdrew and swiftly lifted her off him, dropping her weight on the bed, and ambled towards the fireplace."We have a long journey ahead of us tomorrow," he told her. "You should go to bed early."Drakken’s behaviour confused Eleanor. "Correct me if I am mistaken, but is this not what you wanted?" Eleanor panicked a bit at the thought of misinterpreting his behaviour over the past days and had set herself up for foolishness. "I might not be very experienced with...""I desire you more than anyone I had ever desired in my life. Do not question it," Drakken uttered quickly, seeing the ap
Very early the next morning, but they set out for home.After the link he received from George, Drakken had to be present at the ball as Alpha King or his father would cause a fuss, as always. If he had a choice, he would prefer to remain at the beach house with Eleanor. Last night was everything he had ever dreamed of and more.It had been a good long while since Drakken had last coupled with a woman, not since Eleanor's arrival. He had forgotten how intoxicating the feeling was. Drakken thought as he glanced over at Eleanor in the passenger's seat, he did not remember it ever being this terrific. This glorious."I am sure you know about the palace ball tomorrow," he said softly. "I want you to come as my special guest."Drakken did not look to gauge her reaction but from his periphery, he saw her smile. "I take it that I am no longer a prisoner in your palace." She slurred, fiddling her fingers. "I do not know,” Drakken matched her wit. “It is not every day I invite prisoners to my
Drakken could hardly believe the words Benjamin uttered. He said that with every ounce of confidence in him, Drakken was almost convinced. How could he just barge in there and declare residency in the palace? He would have his father to blame for constantly making Benjamin feel as though he was an important member of the royal family.He was nothing but a bastard son!"I am not in the mood for any one of your games," Drakken said with a sneer. "Go back to that hole where you belong. Or better still, I will have the guards drag you out myself.""Yes, the little puppets at your beck and call. You must feel like you have it all; the throne, the fame, the princess.” Benjamin counted all three of them, his wolfish smirk still in place. "Father offered everything to you on a platter of gold, didn't he?"Drakken had heard enough. "Guards!""Save your breath. There is no one out there."Then it dawned on Drakken. Technically, Benjamin wouldn't have waltzed in so easily like he owned the damne
Eleanor couldn't stop thinking and that caused her to lose sleep. She had been cooped up in her room all day because of the palace's visitors, mulling repeatedly over Evie's words, and also felt guilty for sending the girl away.Eleanor figured she meant no harm.When she no longer heard people's footsteps in the hallway and loud chattering voices, Eleanor knew they had retired to their rooms. It was her chance for a night stroll.She wrapped her shoulders with a black beaded shawl and took a walk outside her room, straight for the outside. She passed by the stables but Gregory was not there as she had expected. It had been a while since she found him sneaking around the palace late at night or coming up to her room. Perhaps, because he had been scolded by Drakken the last time because of her and felt bad she did not have the chance to talk to him yet.Eleanor headed towards the gardens, all the while still mulling over what Evie had said. The stab of Drakken's behavior burned deeper
The conversation with his father kept Drakken up all night.George would chip in some snide remark about his large eyebags due to lack of sleep, he knew. The ball was in just a few hours, yet Drakken was not excited about it. Drakken viewed it as an avenue for his father's latest achievement.Why he kept trying to get his father to be reasonable for once, he could not say. The man proved to be a lost cause, and the conversation they had earlier that day buttressed his point.His father's words still continued to ring in his ears like an old, overplayed record."If you know what is best for you," he had said, his mouth twisted in a stubborn sneer. "You would not think of disobeying me.""How far are you willing to go?""Do you really want to know?" Drakken figured his next words would be nothing but threats as soon as he had heard him say that. "You are to declare your betrothed before everyone at the ball tomorrow. And if you say one word that goes against the wedding with the princes