Emily’s POVToday I woke up with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach and it refused to go away. The hair on my arms stood in a very weird way as though they were trying to tell me something, but for the life of me, I can’t figure out what that might be. My eyes are blurry from lack of sleep and It felt as if I haven’t showered in weeks because that is just how much my skin feels like shit.The King wasn't around, he had gone on a trip and he had said he would be back in three days. Alfred had gone with him too. What was worse than what I was feeling was the throbbing in my heart.I couldn't lie to myself anymore, I had fallen in love with the King. In the past few weeks we spent together, I noticed a softer side to him, I liked it. I liked how he cared for people, for me. He wasn't as selfish as he thought he was, it was just a wall he had put up.But nothing was worse than knowing that he didn't feel the same, I know he didn't.That terrible feeling came up again and I knew that
Chapter seventy-sixEmily’s POVI woke with a burning sensation running through my head, it felt as if someone had stuck me under a car and was dragging the metal around in my skull until all the blood rushed out, making me dizzy and nauseous at the same time, and then the pain started to set in. My vision blurred for a bit before everything became clear again and I sat up straight in bed, rubbing my head vigorously with both hands, hoping that would stop the throbbing from inside. My hair was sticking to my forehead uncomfortably, the dampness of sweat coating my face. It took a few minutes for my heart rate to return to normal and my stomach to settle. When I finally managed to relax, I took in my environment.I was in my room, I could not remember how I got there, and when I looked up, a lady in a white coat was staring right at me.“How are you doing, your Majesty” She had a kind smile on her lips, she did not appear angry or unkind, but it made my spine crawl nonetheless. She se
Chapter Seventy-sevenLuka’s POVThe memories of my nightmares left me in front of stepmother’s art room, some of her paints were spilled on the floor, and Father had kicked them out of the table in anger. I wanted to run, I didn't want to watch any further. I knew what awaited me, I was familiar with the routes yet I stayed still watching my younger self move around.Mama’s face was contorted with grief as I tried to comfort her. It took me hours before she calmed down enough to even look at the pictures again. I remember the tears and the pain, I remembered the sadness.“Why would you do that? you know how much she loves those” I yelled at my father.“Shut the hell up Luka, why are you even here” he yelled.“No, you shut up!” I retorted. My father grabbed a fistful of my shirt and dragged me away from the door, my stepmother (mother) tried to follow but slipped because of the paint. I tried to break through, to help her but my father held me back.We fought. We screamed at each oth
Emily’s POVI pleaded with the doctor to tell him everything but not to tell him about the pregnancy, I wanted to do that myself and she agreed.I was overjoyed, I couldn't imagine being a mother, not that this wasn’t already the happiest day in my life, but now there was even something worth living for, something worth fighting for , it was the best feeling ever. It felt like I was making history- like we were making history together, our child- children would be part of history too. I didn't know how to explain it but there was an unexplainable energy radiating off me at the moment. I felt alive, like I was finally doing things right, like I had just found my calling. I couldn't wait until the King knew about the baby, he would be so thrilled, right?I pushed away every ounce of doubt that had been growing inside of me since the beginning of the news, all that self-doubt, I wouldn't let myself think about it anymore. It made me sad and anxious, thinking about it only made me fee
Emily’s POVHe led me inside and I still couldn't find it in me to say a word.His presence alone was satisfying, it intoxicated me in more ways than I could explain.How do I tell you that this man meant so much to me?Is this what falling in love does to people? Does it make you soft and weak until there's no more fight left in you? Is it just one of those moments where the world stops spinning, everything slows down and the sun shines? It feels like something that belongs to me. Like you're in my hands, I'm the only one who can see you, who can touch you. Like all your secrets are mine and all your sorrows come to a stop when you’re near me.But I don't understand how anyone could want someone else so desperately.It doesn't make any sense.If anything, it makes too much sense. If anyone is perfect, it would have to be him. That made so much sense.“Are you sure you are alright Emily? Does any part of your body hurt? ” His voice was deep and soothing, it calmed me almost instantan
Chapter EightyLuka’s POVThe news had gotten to me that Emily was found unconscious in the garden. I couldn't think of any reason why that would happen but I was thrown into a panic state anyway.I ran through all the possibilities in my mind but couldn't come up with an answer for why she would be out cold and my wolf couldn't stop howling, it wanted to see its mate.I wanted to see her too.Damn that woman! I leave her alone for a few days and she manages to get into trouble ! The more time passed by, the more frustrated I became. This could very well be the worst possible moment for us both, we've barely found our footing with each other after everything and now this?Dr. Meg finally called to tell me that she was okay and it was weird how myWhen we drove into the castle, a sense of relief and longing engulfed me and all I wanted to see was Emily. Not me, my wolf, it wanted to be sure that its mate was safe.It was only when I stopped to give instructions to the guards about my
Emily's POVI still sat in the dining room, hoping he would come out anytime soon but he didn't.I couldn't help but think that something was wrong. Why did he take so much time? Was it a terrible emergency? The bad kind? I couldn't tell.Alfred came out later but the king wasn't in sight.“Miss… you are still here?” he seemed surprised but not particularly displeased. I guess he didn't expect someone- to see me in this part of the castle.I don't know if my explanation was reasonable and I couldn't tell.“I thought the king would be done soon” I admitted, a bit ashamed, and my cheeks turned red. It felt stupid but I still continued. “So I decided to wait around for him. He hasn't been out for hours. Is he alright? Is everything okay?” I was rambling but really wanted to get this whole thing over with.“He is alright, he just has to attend to a few things, you could go to him” Alfred offered me a small reassuring smile and I relaxed slightly. At least I knew he wouldn't let anything
Luka’s POVWhen Alfred called me, I returned to my room and it was about the date for the next meeting.After I dropped my phone to go back to Emily, it rang again.“Hello Luka…” That familiar voice that I had almost forgotten said from the end of the phone. It made me freeze but quickly recover.Why was he here?“What do you want?” I asked, trying to sound indifferent, even though I was on edge. “Is that how to say hello to an old friend?” his voice reeked of fake sincerity and I felt a shiver run down my spine. “I thought we were friends now after all these years?”I didn’t reply and then added in a cold tone: “If you wanted anything you could have just told me.”He sighed, “Of course, of course...” and then laughed lightly. “Well I guess you don't have much time today anyway, so I'll get straight to the point. I called to congratulate you”I knew him too well, I was familiar with the sick games he played, too familiar with them and I knew better than to entertain him.“Congratulat