Ashely's POVDread filled my heart and I couldn't sleep all through the night. My heart ranged on different things that Prince Regan could do to me. I had broken the law.As Dawn drew nearer my fear spiked up. I could hardly walk out of my bed. When I finally did, I found my way to the bathroom to get myself prepared. I peeped out of the dorm at about seven a.m. My heart skipped a beat as I sighted the royal carriage. Other soldiers admired it as they passed by but to me, it was my doom.I put on my uniform and I was ready to leave. I was just at the entrance when Mr Park accosted me. He had a soldier with him. The soldier handed a bag to me and Mr Park shook his head as he walked away. I checked the package and I realized that it was a piece of cloth. He wanted me to change out of my uniform. I returned to the dorm and changed. It was a well-fitting short gown. I felt so different in it as it's been a long time since I wore something fancy. I could say the last time was the day St
Ashley's POVPrince Regan sat in his wheelchair as the sword fight continued. He watched in fascination and I could tell he was having fun.The guard sparring with me must have come from Mars. He was a pro. He blocked all of my strikes leaving me breathless. The fight went on for a long time and finally, I realized that my opponent intentionally tired me out to get the best of me. Now that I was tired, he charged at me, attacking me head-on.It was a change of play. I was defending while he attacked. I wasn't really good on the defensive side but I was left with no option. This wasn't just sparring, it was a death game and my opponent didn't look like he was joking. I could see the murderous glare on his face. He was sent to kill me while his master watched for fun.As the fight went on, I became deadly tired and I began to waver. My strength was gone and my grip on my sword loosened.My opponent took the opportunity. He attacked and I defended. Our swords clashed violently but I was
Ashley's POVMaya rushed towards me and slapped me hard. She had to hit me two more times before I snapped out of my shock.My hands held my two cheeks and I almost slapped myself as I fondled them."How dare you!!!" Maya roared while I bowed my head.Her rantings were like noise to my ears. I couldn't believe what the Prince just said. I was to grace his bed? He must be joking, he wanted to possibly scar the hell out of his wife. I thought."Why are you still waiting!?" Maya yelled and I trembled. I took a bow and I turned to leave."If you walk out of here without my permission, you are dead," Prince Regan said casually and continued his meal.Maya hit the table hard and I flinched."How dare you!? How dare you, Regan!? Maya yelled and returned to me. She kicked me hard and I fell. The prince remained seated while his wife continued to kick me all over. Now I understand why he brought me here. Just like the death game. He had envisaged his wife's reaction and he wanted to use her
Ashley's POVIt was almost Dawn when Regan stirred awake. My heart skipped as he turned around to look at me. I cringed as he looked at me. Shifting my gaze from him, I quickly bowed my head and I said my greetings, "Good morning, my Prince,"He looked at me intensely and looked away. Without saying a word, he leapt into his wheelchair and rode away like I didn't exist. I sighed in relief, I never knew I was so tense until he exited. Sighing loudly, I laid back to sleep. All that happened since I arrived at the palace flashed through my head and I felt sorry for myself. Thinking about the Prince's actions left me dumbfounded. I did not know where to place him. He was so unpredictable.Again I remembered how it felt when he held me against his sturdy chest. Skylar and I hated him so, I had expected Skylar to act out, but she was indifferent."Don't even dream about it," I told myself and shook the memory out of my head. Nevertheless, a memory made my heart throb; the way I felt whe
Ashley's POVIt was the weekend and I had just finished my morning routine. The scandal that happened a few weeks ago had driven a wedge between Allen and me. We seldomly saw each other and when we did, it was always from a distance.Allen was the one who drifted apart from me. The night after the day I returned from the palace, he walked up to me to make his confessions. He told me that he couldn't control himself around me since we had what we had and the only way to avoid a recurrence was to maintain some distance.He also told me that he would never put me in harm's way anymore and he was going to get himself a mate. Since he left that night we hadn't had any private discussion. We only saw each other at the training range.I felt a vacuum in my heart. I had thought I was indifferent about him but it turned out that he had won me over.I was just walking out of the shooting range when I jammed him at the entrance. He had always stirred clear from me and I knew this wasn't a coin
Ashley's POVI ran towards the approaching figure and the smell of blood became stronger. It was a soldier and on his back was Allen.Without a second thought, I snatched Allen from the soldier's back and fell on my knees as I laid him on the ground.His face was badly stabbed. Blood splattered everywhere and I shook uncontrollably as I tried to apply pleasure to his wounds."This is not what I meant when I told you to leave me," I cried."It… it…was… Mattias….," He squeaked, choking on his blood."Stop! Don't say a word!" I yelled, shivering."Give way!" Someone ordered and when I looked up I saw a stretcher. I moved out of the way and they lifted him into the stretcher.Tears pooled up in my eyes and I couldn't hold it anymore. I wailed as I ran after the stretcher.He wiggled and groaned painfully on the stretcher. He would have tumbled down but for the restraint that held him bound.My heart broke into thousands of pieces and I blamed myself. I regretted not following him down to
Ashley's POVAllen's parents came to retrieve his body and laid him to rest. I couldn't bring myself to attend his funeral. I was still in shock.Allen's death affected me greatly and if I was a free man, I would have requested a few days break from the army. But who am I? A bloody slave owned by the pack. I had no place to call home and I must surely be at my duty post. That is the life of a servant.Logan was always by my side. He was permitted to take me out of the barrack almost every day and I was relieved of my duties.Logan tried his best to make me happy, but it didn't work out, happiness is a thing of the heart.Allen's death left a great vacuum in my heart. I had maintained my distance from him before he died. This made his death hurt so badly, we were not given the chance to make amends. I have my regrets too. I couldn't stop thinking that I drove Allen to his death. What if I was with him that night? Allen was good and so was I. Mattias wouldn't have succeeded if I was wi
Ashley's POVIt was past midnight. My eyes lingered at Allen's bed which was already occupied by another. My thirst for revenge burned and I swallowed the phlegm in my throat."Just a little longer, I won't tarry. It will be over soon," I gritted as I fetched my muffler. I wrapped it around my neck, pulling up my turtleneck top. I tucked a dagger into my pants and I flipped on my coat.I made my way out of the dorm under the noise and watch of other colleagues who were still awake.I couldn't steal away under their watch. So I walked down to the comfort room. When I was done with my business, I slipped away through another end.My coat fluttered noisily in the cold wind and I quickly buttoned it up. With my arms folded across my middle, I made my way into the woods, passing through the routes that Rocco had shown me earlier.Just like he had said, there was no one in sight. I was concerned about it before, but no one stopped me until I got to the point of rendezvous.Rocco was already