The Alpha King shook his head, not trusting himself to speak. He did not want to say anything that might make his mother worry. He just needed her comfort and support. His mother held him tighter and went silent for a while. Then she had slowly started humming a soft tune that he had never heard before. It was a soothing melody that slowly calmed his racing thoughts and helped him drift off to sleep. It cooled his brain and soothed the pains he carried in his chest. As he drifted off to sleep, he felt a sense of peace wash over him. He knew that he could not continue to hide from his problems and that he would have to face them eventually. But for now, he was grateful for his mother's love and support. He felt safe and protected in her embrace, and he knew that everything would be alright in the end.The Alpha King's mother continued to hold him, singing her soft melody until he was fast asleep. And when he awoke the next day, he felt renewed and ready to face whatever challenges la
I allowed myself to let my guards down following the insistent and consistent nice treatment from the Alpha King, and even Morrigan's exit from the castle. It was all a plan from the beginning, but I had not known that yet, so I had just gone along with it, being nice to the Alpha King, accepting his hugs and giving him the same. I caught him staring at me a lot. When he was not working, he spent more time with me. We would sometimes sit in silence even while he worked. I read many different books from the Castle's library during those days. The Alpha King literally interrupted with a kind word every time I tried to ask him what was going on. It seemed like all he had needed, was a slap to set him straight and bring him back to reality. He was always around me. Even when I just wanted to spend some time with Attus, he would just show up and ask to join in on whatever it is that we were doing. I noticed the brief glances loaded with deep, impenetrable meaning that passed often betwee
I was having a panic attack. I snapped severally at the personal maid assigned to me. Martha. She was sweet and loyal. And at fifteen she was only three years younger than I was. I was always particularly sweet to her and we were more like besties than future Luna and personal maid. Martha devoted her entire life in my service. When I had recurring nightmares about Ethan and had flashbacks of almost being buried, she slept with me in my room. It was against the rules, but we kept our own secrets. Apart from Attus, Martha made my stay in the Castle bearable. "That dress is not properly ironed! Take it out and get it ironed!" I screamed, looking at my reddened face in the mirror. I could see the fear, tiredness and exhaustion on Martha's face and it made me feel very guilty for overworking her so that when she returned with a better ironed dress, I broke into tears, embarrassing her. The poor little thing did not know how to handle my outburst. "What if they are going to send me out
"And where do you suppose you are going with my fiancée?" the Alpha King's voice boons behind myself and the kind gentleman. I turn abruptly, happy for my hand to slip from the gentleman's. The gentleman turns to look at Xavier rather slowly. "Xavier… Of course, we meet again! And I must confess, you have quite the habit of showing up in all the places that I hope to never have to see your face." He said, walking slowly towards Xavier. I could tell from the sudden change in his voice and countenance that they were definitely enemies from before. The Alpha King laughed, but his eyes looked hooded and dangerous. "But you do know better than to touch what's mine, don't you?" He asked, looking very angry and dangerous. I moved along the walls until I found a sofa, and I sank gratefully into it as I watched the royal drama unfold. Sadly, it did not last. "She is not your property, Xavier! You have to learn how to treat women as human beings, and not as properties. She can decide for her
As I reached out again to pluck a handful of blueberries and stuff my mouth with them, I heard the bathroom door open, and I turned naturally to see what was going on. There was the Alpha King, wearing nothing but a towel which he tied casually about his waist. It looked like an intense stare would bring it falling off his huge, well-chiselled body. I tried to breathe, but a large piece of blueberry did not quite agree with me. I choked. I gasped and made choking sounds as he ran over to me and hurriedly administered the heimlich manoeuvre on me. As his body jammed into mine from behind, I should have been concentrating onthe stuck blueberry and the fact that I could literally die, but I was enjoying the hardness of the Alpha's King's body. I took in the feel of his dick as it rammed against me from the back, until the blueberry popped out of my mouth with a loud belch. I covered my mouth with my face, feeling very embarrassed. The Alpha King stayed, rubbing my back and asking repe
I let the warm water glide, punch and trickle down my skin, sending shivers down my spine. One thing about me was that even on a winter morning, I would always only have cold showers. The water is extra cold tonight, because the rain I had smelled on the wind had just started falling, strafing the roof like pellets. The bathroom window above me was locked, so I reached up and opened it, letting the wind and sprays of the rain enter into the shower house. I stood for a while, before lathering over and rinsing my body off. I finally patted my body dry with a fresh towel I took off the towel stand, and applied a body night cream I saw sitting in the wall cabinet. It smelled extra fruity and delicious, and was absorbed easily by my skin, leaving me smelling really great, and my skin feeling very soft and smooth. I wore the nightwear that I had carried along with me to the bathroom, and then I stood at the mirror combing and packing my hair, covering it with the satin bonnet, and I was
Becky was finally getting better, and the Greysons were very excited about it. She could finally sit up, stand up and move around again. Seeing the light slowly return to her eyes and her body, brought immense joy to her parents. But along with her bette she health, came the questions; questions whose answers they were not sure of. After having left Clara's corpse without properly disposing of it they were not sure what had become of her. "But where is Clara really, Mom?" Becky asked again for the umpteenth time. The way her eyes bored into them so boldly, it seemed like they were being cross examined on the witness stand at court. "Clara is definitely in a better place, my darling." Mrs Greyson replied again, feeling irritated and deeply troubled by the question. She looked over at Mr Greyson for backup. "Yes, Dear. Clara is good and safe in a place where no harm can ever reach her." He said, smiling and nodding At Becky. When they were alone in their room at night, "You know Bec
When the Alpha King returned to the suite, he looked around for me before coming out to the balcony to find me. When I heard the door to the balcony click open gently, I wiped the tears on my face with the back of my hand. The Alpha King walked out and stood next to me, getting the rain drops all over him. He looked at me. I faked a smile, but he lifted my chin with his index finger gently, and looked into my eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked, having to whisper into my ears because the thunderstorm was louder than our voices. I nodded at him, but I knew he was not convinced. "Is it me?" He asked again sweetly. "Did I hurt you? Are you alright?" And I smiled at him, genuinely this time, and nodded before looking away.The rest of the hours went by very slowly. The Alpha King and I stayed up, drinking glass after glass of ancient wine, talking about mundanities and philosophies. He seemed to sense that I did not like to talk about myself, so he avoided asking me any questions about my