I threw the unholy dress aside, there is no way I will wear something so revealing. has expected an uncle to protect his niece - almost like a father - instead of making her show off her wares. But again, just met him. There is no way he would develop a fatherly affection for me with the flick of a finger. And he is a werewolf, the king of all werewolves to be exact. Who knows what kind of person he can be? Does he have "mistresses"? How many of them? What kind of eccentricity does he immerse himself in? Too much power and money can cause someone to lose their footing and not distinguish between right and wrong. I think it's me who loses it. Why in the world did I agree to stay with this strange uncle of mine who I know nothing about? This is not the first time I follow the impulse to escape from my problems without looking or thinking about where I should go. Apart from his swinging mood and the exaggerated display of dominance and ownership, Karish was not so bad. He probably has th
Molly did not let me put on my jeans, she said it would be disrespectful to the king. So we decided on a long-sleeved, knee-length simple dress. As long as I do not have to show too much skin, I felt fine. escorted to a dining room on the same floor Since we were on the highest level of the palace it offered a sweeping view of the landscape, the hedge saw before was actually the contour of an intricate maze, with the darkening shadows I could not see the details of the pattern. As I contemplated the beautiful sunset sky, the butler announced the king's arrival. If anything, I have to be careful and not end up on his bad side. I'm not the type to put on a facade but I can be polite and respectful Molly made sure to learn some etiquette to avoid mishaps. At least until I knew his intentionsThe king stepped in with heavy steps, unlike in the throne room he seemed less threatening"Your Majesty," I said, politely"Alexandra," he said drylyThe name had a strange sound, I know it's the na
"I do not think I'm capable of it. I just wanted to go out and run." I could not hide the irritation in my voice. The king gave me a suspicious look as if he doubted my words."You're not going anywhere." he declared."And why, may I ask?""It's for your own safety." He answered sternly."I can take care of myself. In addition, I can take guards with me if it makes you feel better." I tried to negotiate."I do not think you understand the seriousness of the situation." The king approached me and took me by the elbow."Your time with humans has deprived you of understanding the basic concepts of werewolf biology." He continued while pulling me to one of the rooms. My heart started pounding in my chest as I could not let go of his hard grip. I was afraid to know what might happen next, nothing about his face or his voice gave me a hint of his intentions, and it made me go to dark places.He finally stopped in front of a window overlooking the forest."See!" He let go of me and gestured
The further we went from the palace, the stronger the chest pain became. I never knew it could be so painful to be away from my friend. She did not reject me, but I felt like she did. I was devastated, as if a piece of my soul was missing. My wolf growled and growled and blamed me for the whole situation. When he reminded him that he was the one who lost control for the most part, impatient before the mating, that he made me approach her too aggressively, he fell silent and withdrew.After that it became quiet, for the first time in a long time. I was alone with my thoughts. I knew I was as guilty as my wolf, I was also impatient, I should have tamed him better, or at least cleaned up his mess properly, fix things between us instead of avoiding her like a cowardWe had stopped at the hotel to pick up our luggage and headed for the packing area. After telling Herbert what happened, he took over the wheel, with Melissa in the passenger seat, lounged in the back. Too immersed in self-pit
The mating season has passed a long time, but I was still locked. It looked like history was repeating itself, would I face the same fate as my mother? Should I wait until a mysterious stranger comes to save me? Even though I became a princess, my life is far from fairy tale material. My knight in shining armor - the Jordan werewolf in my case - does not come to save me because I sent him away. It was I who asked for time and space, and now that I had it, what would I not give to see his beautiful face again. Look into his piercing amber eyes. Or kiss his lips again.I shook my head to chase the naughty thoughts. This is not the time to dwell on what could be or has been, I had to focus on the task in front of me. I had to use the dining room to study, under the pretext of seeing the view. What I actually did was map the maze and record the time and frequency of patrols. I was also aware of the changes in the floor. Now I was waiting for the perfect opportunity to make my move. My tra
Every day that passed was longer than before, I could at least keep my mind off things by drowning myself in work and packing business. The nights were much worse, I can not remember the last time I slept well. Her ghost chased my dreams, as much as I wanted to see my friend, she was far beyond my reach. If I wanted her so badly, why did I not fight for her? Why not go and save her? It's not like I was weak or powerless. Oh yes! I remember. She left of her own free will. She wanted time and space. She left me. She rejected me without saying the words. The thought filled me with sorrow and grief, a pain gripped my heart like a dagger cutting through my flesh.I pulled the car to the gas station, I needed to fill the tank and calm down before I took the road again. Suddenly, my wolf began to come to the surface again, after lying dormant for a few months. Not only that, but I felt a twitch in my chest that I could not explain, like a child who got the toy they liked just to be removed.
My heart pounded inside my chest at how nervous I felt. She just wanted to talk privately, after I found out that Stanlay had nowhere to stay I offered her a room in my hotel but we ended up sharing my suite."It's some kind of conference, the hotel is fully booked. You can take the bed and I'll sleep on the couch if you do not mind." I suggested separate sleeping arrangements because I did not want to postpone my happiness."That's good." She reassured me. "I think I should take a shower." she explained."The bathroom is over there." I pointed to the door near the bed.She took a few steps and then turned around."Can borrow one of your shirts. I'm afraid I did not pack my pajamas." She asked while, She looked so cute with the pink hue on her cheeks."What's mine is your baby!" I called, I meant the words but it sounded so cliché. What comes next? Jag casa es su casa? I gave myself an imaginary face palm. She laughed and thanked me before disappearing into the bathroom.I took my lap
It's been a couple of weeks since Karish and I got back together Despite the fear that my uncle would try to find me and kill me, life has never treated me better, I felt happy and Karish's flock became my new home. I was not officially introduced as Puna, but everyone knew I was their Jordan friend and treated me with the utmost respect. Karish and I got closer every day and became virtually inseparable. We had a daily routine that worked for both of us and allowed us to socialize as much as possible. While the afternoons were reserved for training, Karish usually spends his mornings working and I was on the other side of his office reading books from his library.First, I read various subjects at random, until I came across some textbooks at the university level in the areas of social sciences, economics, management and so on. Karish did not go to college, mainly because no one offered courses on how to become a Jordan. became interested in the books he used to study and decided to