It’s past 10 here but I made it. Cheers!
“I greet Your Majesty the Luna Queen.” She bowed her head and my wolf growled low in her throat. “I do not remember inviting you,” I said in a low voice. “Pardon my brazenness.” She did not lift her head. It was a ridiculous appearance for such a proud person. “I sought you out because I knew I w
“I know you both hate me and that is why I came to you. I tried to talk to His Majesty but he brushed me off so here I am. My father will use me and discard me once he has what he wants. He would not think twice before going after the king and my feelings are not a secret.” She paused to look me in
“Scarlett Hawke,” Killian growled and the woman beside him took a step away from him. “I greet Your Majesty the Luna Queen,” the woman greeted with a bow. I wished she would disappear from my sight. Looking at her made my wolf growl loudly and my chest tightened even more. The longer I looked at h
“He allowed you to touch him. Why should I hate you for that?” I muttered, unable to look her in the eye. Why would I be jealous because another woman touched Killian? It was – It was not a big deal. I tried to deny it but I remembered how my guts twisted just watching Killian smile at her. It was
I was – nervous. What did he mean by a date? Where would we go? What would we do? While nervousness ate away at my insides, Sabrina and Ella happily decorated me. Even Eliza stopped by to recommend this and that for my outfit. She seemed to think we were now friends after sharing a cup of tea. The
“What are you –“ He cut off my bewildered musings. “You know, they say the first to fall loses,” he started and my brows furrowed. I opened my mouth to ask what he meant but he continued, almost as if in a hurry. “I’ve lost.” “What do you mean?” I could not pull at my carefully styled hair so I re
“He killed her!” Scarlett ran into my arms as soon as I opened the door to her room. “That– That awful man! He killed my mother!” She screamed in anguish. When I walked in here, I had no plans of embracing her. Everyone gave me bewildered glances when I said I had to see Scarlett but no one stopped
“Thank you.” He raised his head. “And I am sorry – For making it hard for you to believe me.” If I asked, would he apologize for the snide comments? For the dismissive glances and disregard with which he first treated me? I did not have time to ask as I had to get dressed as soon as possible to mee