*Charlotte’s POV*I can still hear the sound of his angry voice even after an hour had passed since he found out that I had picked all the Purple Irises in the Palace’s garden. While I wasn’t a big fan of flower arrangements, the Purple Iris was my favorite flower, so I decided to use it for my lessons. Unfortunately, this became the reason for Alexander to scream at me as if I had committed the most horrendous crime in all of the world’s history.While I understood that I should have asked his permission before picking any flowers in the Palace’s garden, I still didn’t understand his anger. He could have calmly instructed me on what was allowed and what wasn’t, but instead, he chose to raise his voice. Memories of my previous life in the bar replayed in my mind while I tried to compose my nerves. I was used to shouting and angry voices, but hearing it from Alexander was different—it consumed my thoughts with disappointment and guilt.I was disappointed because I had hoped he would
*Charlotte*My face heated a million degrees as I hooked my arms around his torso unwillingly, hoping to god I didn’t touch anything important, but even as I tried to squint my eyes so I couldn’t see anything, I could still feel his burning hot skin under my fingers.His abdomen muscles clenched as he leaned over me, powerful and heavy, and the towel he had been wearing was now lying on the fucking ground.Dammit, I thought, not sure if I was sweating from the effort of trying to keep us upright or from being so intimately close to a naked man. He groaned, and from where he was half laying on top of me, I could feel the rumble in his chest, my heart pounding in my ears as I struggled to stay on my feet and drag Alexander towards his bedroom at the same time. As badly as I wanted to just throw my hands up and forget this whole situation, I knew I couldn’t. He could barely stand on his own let alone make it back to his bed, but that didn’t stop me from letting out a stri
*Alexander’s POV*I woke up with a throbbing headache and empty memories of what happened last night. I slowly opened my eyes to see the blinding sunlight outside my window, which meant it was already late in the morning. I didn’t usually oversleep, but I guessed the alcohol got the best of me, and now I was late for the day. “What time is it?” I asked myself quietly and looked at my phone. It was already ten in the morning. I was usually a morning person, and getting out of bed at ten o’clock was a big sin. As I got out of bed, I felt a tingling sensation in my arms—a reminder of holding onto something or someone while asleep. But what? And who? I was pretty sure it wasn’t my pillow. I tried recalling every detail of what happened yesterday, but I decided to just give it up, take a quick shower, and start my day. As the future Alpha of Dragon Wing, everyone expected me to prioritize the present and avoid dwelling too much on the past. I needed to let it go. I needed to focus righ
*Charlotte*His hand in mine, my waist caught gently in his grip as he easily held me up like I weighed nothing. The scowl I’d associated with him wasn’t present today, instead, there was a complicated look in his eyes, like words he wanted to say were unable to form. Alexander frowned as he caught me from falling, steadying me back on my feet and my hands landed on his chest as we stood still in the middle of the luxurious ballroom. Would we be this close when dancing at the welcoming party? Would his hands feel so large and warm in mine? Would he hold me as closely as he was now, like I was something precious and delicate?There was an overload of my emotions as I stood there, my heart rapidly beating in my chest and my head empty of all normal thoughts that would usually be racing. Instead, all I could focus on was his blue eyes staring into mine. Like he could see straight past me and straight into the core of my being, exposing even the darkest thoughts I kept hi
*Alexander*She was beautiful. Her hair was braided, looking brighter and healthier than I’d seen her since we’d first met, pulled across one shoulder as she looked up at me with a nervous but hopeful look like she didn’t know she’d stolen the breath from my lungs. Her dress was long, flowing down to the floor-length in a beautiful color that matched the same shade of my eyes. It was modest, with long sleeves but hiding so much depth underneath the layers the longer I looked. It was only a moment, a single moment, but the vision before me was no longer Charlotte standing there - it was a little girl with a soft voice and a sweet scent, brushing her hands gently across my foggy eyes.I had been blinded- only the vague colors of her little blue dress and long braid across her shoulder, her fingers wiping away the dirt around my face with her long sleeves remained, and it was only now that I realized how incredibly similar the two images in my head overlapped- Charlotte
*Charlotte*On the day of the welcoming party, the whole castle was submerged in an ocean of flowers. Garland strung around columns, beautiful bouquets hanging from delicately constructed decorations. I found Luna Diana waiting for me by my door before breakfast and she proudly took me on a tour of the castle, supervising the last-minute decorations going up and ensuring every petal and leaf was perfect. I accompanied her, as she insisted on telling me every little flower and its meaning in the old language.Each doorway was lined with an arch of safflowers and sunflowers, sweet peas, wisteria, and yellow lilies. “Separate, they mean, ‘Happiness, gratitude, and hospitality,’ but together, they take upon the meaning of ‘We are happy to have you here.’ It is an old custom that each Luna welcomes the guests in their own unique way. Flowers have always held a deep meaning to me which is why Finnley nearly doubled the garden when we first mated,” Luna Diana kindly explained, a
*Charlotte*“I’m sorry.”That’s all Alexander said before he ran out of the party, leaving me alone at the top of the stairs. I stared blankly at the spot he had just been, the utter cold silence all that was left to keep me company in his wake. Everything around me vanished as I stood there, and the memory of him looking at me, her voice echoing in my ears, and the last words he said to me repeating over and over in a matter of what seemed like hours but was only seconds.A chilling cold crept from my heart down to my fingertips. “Announcing Our Future Alpha Alexander and his betrothed, Charlotte Rosewood!” The curtains opened, the spotlight falling upon my still form and I slowly gazed out at the crowd of hundreds staring up at me, but in my deranged mind, they looked only like beasts ready to pounce at the slightest hint of weakness. It was only then and there, feeling numb and empty at the foot of the staircase did I realize that Alexander was not coming ba
*Alexander’s POV*It had been three days since I left Charlotte during the party. I could still remember the look on her face, it was mixed with confusion and anxiety. I knew it was cruel to leave her all alone in front of the wolf packs, but I was left with no choice but to abandon her to take care of Sylvia. The woman that I loved was sick and fragile, she needed me more than Charlotte did, or so that was what I believed in.But even if I told myself repeatedly that Charlotte would be fine, I knew how unfair it was to her. To show her face and introduce herself to the pack without my company, she must have felt betrayed because of what I did.I didn’t hear anything from her or from my parents when I left, so when I came back, I planned on making amends for the embarrassment I had caused not just to Charlotte, but to the whole Dragon Wing pack. I was their future Alpha, I should have been more careful with my decisions, I should have set the best example for the whole pack.I reme