I can tell my flippant attitude is annoying him and if I’m honest with myself, that was my intention. I frown in response to his raised voice.
“I am sorry Sir, but I could not accompany them. After arranging and helping to get the cabinets out of the office it became obvious that I would not be able to perform well in my new job if the office remained in such a state. So, I had to remain behind to clean up.”
“Cleaning can be done at any time Rayne! The contents of these cabinets are incredibly sensitive and vital to the running of the business! How could you be so nonchalant and allow them out of your sight?! They are your responsibility to keep safe!”
My anger peaks, if he is so worried about that then he should not have ordered them moved in the first place.
“Well now that they are in your office, they are your responsibility and frankly I’m glad! I wouldn’t want the added pressure with everything else I now have to deal with anyway!”
After
How dare she speak to me in that way?! I throw a paperweight across the room, and it hits the opposite wall leaving a dent. Why is everyone being so disrespectful?! I pick up an ornament and throw that as well, all I can think of is the way she spoke to me and my rage keeps growing, which is why I have been trashing my office for the last few hours. “I’m here.” I hear from below my window and for a moment I think they are speaking to me. I walk over to my window, and I see Rayne has come out of the front doors and is walking over to three of the workers I met earlier. They climb into a car, and all seem to be heading somewhere to have a good time and my blood boils. How dare she go out with a group of men! Shocked by the direction my thoughts are going I turn away from the scene and take some files from one of the cabinets she sent over. Sitting down at my desk I begin reading and recording ev
As that thought occurs to me, I grab a set of birthing gloves and making sure everything is sterile I move behind her. Gently I insert my hand through the opening and into her womb.I can feel the foal and unfortunately, my instinct was correct, it is sideways in there, so I begin feeling along its body searching for the head and front legs.Misty begins kicking out in discomfort, Rayne remains by her head, but a couple of the ranch hands join us to keep her legs away from me while I work.Finally, I find the head and then the shoulder and once I have one front leg in my grip, I begin adjusting the direction the foal is facing. Once I have it facing the exit, I find the other leg to ensure it is also pointing forward and can come out smoothly.“Okay, I have the foal turned so it should be able to come out okay now. You. What’s your name?”I point to the guy from last night.“Tim sir.”“Very good, Ti
Once again, we find ourselves in a shouting match, I genuinely came out to thank him for such a good job. How did it come to this again? For a brief moment when I hugged him, I felt like I was a teenager again, except for the way my body reacted to his. I felt warm and tingly being pressed against him, but his reaction was the opposite of my own. The way he stiffened at my touch sent a sharp jolt through me as though I had been stabbed. I never expected that he would dislike my touch so much, nevertheless, I decided to respect his personal space and create some distance. Seeing him relax instantly, further drives the knife into my heart but I hide it from him. I can’t hold back my anger when he begins to berate the staff for not knowing what to do. “Because you fired Tobias!” He freezes for a moment before finally responding to my outburst. “What?” That one word is his only response, and it infuriates me further.
I lean on the gate and smile seeing them together. The foal is feeding and now that it is clean its colourings are visible. The shocking thing is that it is white, not the white that we are used to which is recorded as grey. But pure white, all over and I cannot drag my eyes away from its beauty.“Wow Misty, your baby is beautiful, congratulations on a successful birth.”She looks up at me and chuffs before returning to her previous position. The foal however has finished feeding and is eyeing me curiously. I smile but otherwise do not move and after a few moments of staring at each other, the foal slowly approaches me on its wobbly legs.As it nears me, I get a look at its eyes for the first time and I gasp upon seeing them, they are a gorgeous blue that in certain lights almost looks green.“Wow, you are truly a beauty, your name will have to match your image little one.”“Neeee!”It whinnies and stretch
She is driving me insane with her stubbornness, it’s painfully clear that she is worn out from moving her things, and yet she is insisting on working regardless. I respect her commitment, but I can’t bear to see her running herself down and it’s confusing to me, as I don’t know why I care so damned much. Having her standing in front of me, in only a towel further adds to my frustrations, because it barely hides her figure, and I am insanely attracted to her right now. Her red hair is wet and trailing down her back, but it’s clear she towelled it off before coming out, as it’s not dripping. A few stray drops of water cover her tanned skin and I have an urge to lick them off. Her toned long legs are bare to my eye, and I cannot help but imagine, how it would feel to have them wrapped around my waist. My body moves closer to hers, subconsciously and hers responds, by moving back until she is against the wall, with nowhere to go. Having her trapped in fro
I pull my car into the main drive and glance at the clock on the dash, through my blurry vision I can see that it is approximately 1 am. I open my door and stumble out onto the gravel, unsure if I have made too much noise or not, then proceed to try walking to the front door. As I finally put my key into the lock, the door opens, and I lose my balance because I was leaning in it. I fall forward and I am caught by someone, but I can’t tell through my alcoholic haze, who it is. “Sir? Are you alright?” “Mmmm Yeah! Wasssss on my way to my offissssss.” “Sir, are you drunk?” “M-m-maybe? Hic! Hahaha!” I attempt to push away from the person, to stand on my own feet but they have too firm a hold on me and I barely budge them. “Leggoo! I can walHic!” “No Sir, you are too intoxicated. I will take you.” “Thanxssss. Offissssss Pleeezzzze!” “Okay, but please try to be quiet so the staff can sleep.” “Mmmm, Rayn
After what happened in my room that morning and helping Lance into the house that night after he returned so drunk, he could barely stand, I keep my focus on working in the yard and avoiding him. Focusing on work is the only way to distract me from thoughts of how his touch felt on my skin. I have never experienced anything like it and when I consider that he is the first man I have ever been intimate with in that way, I feel a mix of exhilaration and sadness. I need to move on past him or he is going to succeed in breaking me. That intimate moment in my room weighs heavy in my heart. I messed up, I let down my guard and did the one thing I swore not to do. But his reaction still came as a shock, I never expected him to be so cold toward me afterwards. The more I think about it the worse I feel because no matter how perfect the moment was, it hasn’t changed anything between us for the better. So, no more feeling sorry for myself. I cannot let
A couple of hours later I am sipping my drink while listening to the guys argue over which of them is better at training the colts. I chuckle at how silly they sound as the argument continues to get increasingly heated, then let my attention wander around the bar. It is quiet in here tonight, so a few scattered pieces of conversation drift my way, but then I hear Lance’s name mentioned and that grabs my full attention. “I am serious. Lance Stallion, the disgraced Prince has developed a taste for drinking to excess and then bedding the first girl brave enough to walk over to him.” “You are telling me that if he walked in then sat at the bar, and I was to offer myself, he would accept?” “Damn straight girl. He had Vanessa a few months ago and the way I hear it they never even made it inside the car. She says he was an animal, and it was the best sex she has ever had.” “No way!” “It’s true, and since then he has been spotted in here most
“Ash, my son. Long ago our ancestors were given a great gift, the ability to become wolves to protect those we care for. You are a direct descendant of the first wolf King. However, the ability to shift out of our human form and become wolves has been lost to us for about a hundred years. My son you are special, and this is a gift to embrace, but you must learn to control your emotions, or you will put us all at risk. Be cautious of who you allow yourself to become close to, for there are others out there who share this gift. They are in hiding, for now, waiting to see if a worthy Alpha will appear to them. You must prepare yourself for the challenges ahead.” That is what my mother told me after the first time I shifted into a wolf when I was ten and since that day, nothing has been the same. I have tried to control my impulses, I really have but it feels like something is missing and no matter what I do, I still ‘wolf out’ when situations become too much for me. Today I am once ag
Snaking my right arm around her waist I turn quickly and move her, so she is on her back on the bed. She squeals in surprise from the movement but quickly begins moaning again as I cover her body with my own to pleasure her from head to toe. When I finally sink into her, we both are delirious with lust, and I lose myself completely to the feeling of being joined with her until that moment when we both hit our peak and I release everything I have into her loving how she sounds beneath me. We collapse together on the bed, and I pull her into my chest wanting to hold her close. “Lance.” “Hmm.” “Have you noticed that sex between us has changed since we came to the castle?” “How do you mean? If you mean that it feels better, then I would have to agree.” “I wasn’t saying that, although it is true. But you have changed. You’ve stopped pulling out at the end.” I freeze at her words because she is right, normally I wouldn’t hesitate to pull out before I release but since moving here, I’
I am standing with King Thrane listening to him prattle on about some issues with trade having difficulty entering and leaving his Kingdom when my eyes wander across the crowd looking for Rayne. My gaze meets hers across the room and just the mere sight of her helps ease the boredom and annoyance I am feeling having to stand here with Thrane. The man is insufferable. I am ashamed to admit that there was once a time when I acted just as pompous as him with arrogance added in for good measure. Unfortunately, I need him as an ally, so I am forced to listen and play nice with him. But my eyes continue to follow Rayne as she is drawn to join the dancers. My conversation is forgotten when the children all surround her and join in with the dancing creating quite a show. All of the mingling guests pause in their conversations to stop and watch which is simply phenomenal. All of these Nobles and Royals are standing simply watching my wife dance with the kids of some of them, while she is o
A shadow passes over Drakes’ features, and I wonder if he is recalling something bad. It’s difficult to determine if this is a personal memory or one of Ash. I reach out and pat his arm which snaps him out of his thoughts, and he smiles at me. “Sorry. But don’t let us keep you from speaking with the others. You have many people to meet with today. We can catch up any time.” I nod and take Lance by the arm. He leads me through the crowd some more before a server calls out to us. “Majesties, Lords and Ladies please make your way to your seats, the banquet is about to begin.” Everyone is quickly seated, and the servers promptly appear with plates of food for everyone. Each meal has been carefully arranged to meet the dietary needs of each Kingdom, and from what I see as I glance around the room everyone is pleased with their meal. “Was this your design Rayne?” I lean closer to Lance to make sure our conversation remains private. “Of course. As Queen, I need to be aware of any sli
Taking the blood oath with Lance was something I never could’ve imagined. The feeling that pulsated through me as his blood mixed with mine was like being encompassed with pure heat that I could follow through my veins. Then I had to drink from the chalice and that feeling spread through my organs completing the process. Tim and Simon tried to explain it to me so I would be prepared but this feeling is nothing like what they described. And despite the intense heat, I do not feel any form of discomfort, instead, I feel safe, protected, and strong. Once I get my bearings, we complete the ceremony, and my crown is placed on my head. It feels strange and there is a weight to it despite how dainty it looks. So far, I have managed to progress to this point by focusing on each step but when Lance presses his lips to mine to seal the ceremony with our kiss, he lights a fire within me so fierce I have to grip his arms to remain standing. I am now his wife and the Queen of this Kingdom. But
As I wake the next morning, I turn over to reach for Rayne, but instead, my hand falls onto cold sheets and I find a note with my name on it. My King, It’s our wedding day. Thank you for such a wonderful night. I would have loved to give you a kiss this morning, however, I cannot allow you to see me before the ceremony, so I slipped out while you slept. See you at the altar. Love Rayne. I groan knowing she is right, but my body wants her, and this is going to be torture having to wait. Reluctantly I drag myself up and groggily survey the room, I find all my clothes for the day are neatly arranged around the room ready. I head to the bathroom to shower and shave so that I am presentable today. When I exit with only a towel around my waist I hear knocking on my door. “Enter!” I call out and, in walk all the male staff ready to help me dress for the day. Three hours later I am ready in my royal blue three-piece suit, complete with a white shirt and crimson red paisley waistcoat
I wasn’t expecting Lilli to announce her departure so soon but as I look into her eyes, I can see she is missing her son and no doubt there are other pressing matters for them to attend to. “Of course. Say hello to that young boy of yours for us. I hope you will honour us with your presence at the wedding?” Lilli smiles and her eyes twinkle like emerald gems. “Of course, we will be here! Royal weddings are a big event, and I would be distraught to miss yours.” I grimace a little knowing that I never attended hers which makes me begin to feel awkward. But in true Lilli style what she does next puts me completely at ease about it. “Honestly Lance, do you really think I would be upset about you missing my wedding? The last thing I wanted to do was taunt you by parading Drake in front of you. And also, I knew your father wouldn’t allow you to attend because of how things turned out. So, in short, you are forgiven for not attending an event you weren’t even informed of.” I smile and
I place my hand on his and give him a gentle squeeze. “What do you need from me?” He looks into my eyes and reaches over to cup my cheek. I lean into his touch and meet his gaze waiting for his answer. “Would you be willing to attend the hearing with me? I won’t make you watch his sentence if you don’t want to, but I would feel better having you with me while I confront him.” “Of course. Let me dress a bit smarter to match the occasion and I will do whatever I can to help.” His shoulders sag in relief and I place a kiss on his cheek. “I may be new to this and have a lot to learn about how I can support you. But I am willing to learn and do what I need to. Whatever you need.” “Thank you, Rayne.” I head upstairs to change and then return to the kitchen twenty minutes later in a dress suit. Lance smile in appreciation and placed a gentle kiss on my cheek so he won’t mess up my makeup. He then leads me to the large conference room where the other officials are waiting for us. Tak
We party into the early hours of the next morning and when everyone finally disperses to their own homes, the sun is just beginning to rise on the horizon. I love seeing Lance to happy and almost completely carefree. I know the fate of his brother must be weighing on him along with the new added pressure of being king. But I also know that he will be a great king now that he is being given the chance. Yes, he was almost king of Dracovia, but I don’t think he would have been able to settle there. Something deep inside me is telling me that he was never meant to rule with her. That their alliance between the two countries is stronger for them not being a couple. I could just be projecting my own feelings but somehow, I don’t think that that is the case. Lilli is lovely and so open about everything that happened, yes there are things I don’t know about their time together but if I am honest with myself I don’t need to know. It’s their past and it should remain that way. I feel Lance