“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
“Is it my imagination or am I not allowed out of the palace?” I asked as I entered my mate’s office. “It is not your imagination.” He looked me right in the eye as he spoke. I opened my mouth to complain but his gaze hardened. “For Styx’s peace of mind, you are not allowed to leave the palace witho
“What do you think about that?” He pointed to a dress on display and I frowned. “That – is a dress?” “Yes, I think the colours suits you. The design is a bit excessive – Madam Marion, let us see your fabrics catalogue.” “Your – Your Majesty, we can – we can bring everything to the palace. I am af
*KILLIAN* “I need every citizen of the kingdom documented,” I told Orion. I noticed the dark circles around his eyes as he glared at me. “Why all of a sudden?” He asked. “Our directory is lacking and I want to remedy it now. Contact the ministry of internal affairs. Everyone should have an identi
“Over – Over the years, the treasury has been depleted and – and we do not have as much –“ “You must take me for a fool.” I glared at the idiot. All these men stood with Alpha Hawke and were nothing more than his minions but to think they were also thieves? “I – I am not sure what you mean by that
I had a dream. The preparations for Killian’s birthday were a bit hectic. I had to put in a lot of hours to ensure nothing fell short thus I barely got enough sleep. I didn’t even know when I fell asleep that day, but I was bone tired. It started like this. ‘I am sending you alone to the Capital,
‘He –‘ My eyes darted around the palace. They all looked at me without remorse or regret. ‘Killian, you can’t leave me. Please –‘ I watch myself pull out the spear at last. ‘Please don’t leave me.’ I watched myself shake him but there was no response. ‘Killian, please. Killian!’ The dream ended as
The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was clutch my mate’s shirt. “You are fine,’’ he whispered, coaxing me to calm down but I could hear his heart beat wildly and I felt the distress he felt – or maybe that was me. “You can’t – You can’t leave me.” I was crying again, holding him as if he w