We had light chatter as the car pulled out of the driveway and headed toward the restaurant. We spoke about safe topics like his time away and the upcoming events, but we never deviated from those topics to discuss the issue lingering in the air. The night at his family home. It was obvious he didn't want to talk about it, and I didn't want to sound like a desperate lady eager for some attention. I mean, he initiated the kiss, and he pulled away on his own accord. Not because I was a terrible kisser, because I know I wasn't. Or was I? Now I'm not sure anymore.So I did the reasonable thing anyone in my situation would. I completely pushed the conversation to the back burner and didn't worry about it anymore. Now, I could notice the tension between us, but I didn't want to spoil our evening by bringing up a topic that could dampen the mood. 'He likes you,' Nia said. 'Isn't it obvious?''He's just being nice,' I countered.I had a history of latching on to men who were just being ni
I watched him move around the kitchen, stirring the pasta until it was covered in the tomato based sauce, and he kept adding bits of pasta water. Chase was making a brownie, my favorite dessert, and from the corner of my eye, I saw a vanilla ice cream tub in the freezer, and my heart melted.Brownies with ice cream may seem childish, but it was my all-time favorite dessert and has gotten me through many dark times. It may seem basic to some, but to me, it was heavenly. Chase did not just take me out on a date, but was cooking for me as well.Tears stung at my eyes, threatening to fall because no one had ever done something like this for me before. It felt nice to be considered and pampered. He meticulously measured ingredients, his brow furrowing in concentration as he sifted flour and cocoa powder. Each movement was precise, and one can easily notice the amount of thought, and care put into it. "You really did your research," I spoke out before I became a bawling mess.He smiled
"... and Betnerd High School is officially open!" Chase announced as we both cut the blue ribbon with the enormous scissors we were holding. Scattered applause and cheers filled the air as the new high school in Betnerd was officially open to the public. It's been four weeks since I arrived at the kingdom and two weeks since our date. The past two weeks have been pretty busy for Chase and I, from attending numerous conferences and events to traveling around different states and performing our royal duties. It was also a way for me to be introduced to the people of Betnerd as their queen.Chase's position as king and me being queen meant that we were always invited to dine at exclusive restaurants and visit different business places. Our presence always meant a stamp of approval and a promise of success. Restaurants, cafes, and businesses all sought patronage, knowing that the influence could lead to a surge in popularity and a lot of sales. After unveiling the new school, the crowd
I let out a soft whimper as I leaned into him. Chase quickly pushed a button, and behind me, I could hear a sound. And I turned to see the car partition going up between us, Shane, and the driver.I barely had time to breathe before his lips crashed down on mine, my legs spread to either side of him, courtesy of the slit on the gown. I could feel his hardness throbbing against me as the dress hiked up and pooled around my waist. Chase pulled away from my lips, leaving them bruised and aching for more, and for a moment, I thought he was about to stop the car and leave just like he did back at his family house. Although we kissed a few times on different occasions after our date that night, but nothing too intense as this.Instead, his gaze dropped, and I saw his eyes drop down to where my dress was bunched up, my cream colored panties exposed.His hands slid over to my butt, and he gripped me, squeezing possessively like I was his property. Which was a side of Chase I loved seeing. T
ZARA.I stirred on the bed, extremely uncomfortable, and blinked as my eyes opened. I instantly recognised that I was in my room. The lights were dim, and Pamela and Bella were not beside me. Instead, Chase was beside me, his head resting on the bed and my hand clasped tightly in his.I felt lighter, the headache fully disappearing as well as the queasiness. It was stress, I knew that much. And I needed a rest before I ended up throwing up on actual important people.My eyes drifted back to Chase, and I watched him for a bit, breathing in and out. I realized that I didn't want this small moment between us to ever end. I felt safe and comfortable with him, and I'd never felt that way toward anyone. 'Just admit what you really feel,' Nia said within me, quickly keeping me in check. I moved slightly on the bed to sit up, and Chase's eyes flew open instantly at my movement. His senses always seemed to be super heightened, and it made him hotter to me.'Oh, my Lumus. What's wrong with me
Even saying those words made my chest ache, but I knew I needed to go through with this. Whatever Chase and I were doing, we needed to double down on it because Asher and Lina would definitely be looking for a crack between this union. We'd gotten married hurriedly, and I knew they were here to spy, to find anything to use to break me more than they already have. Which was why Chase's idea was great. We do need to present a strong front and give them nothing to be suspicious of. "Agreed," Chase said, his eyes never leaving mine. "We'll need to play the part of a couple deeply in love."Just thinking about it made my insides tighten. Not out of fear, but because of the unspoken feeling that I had been feeling for the past week. And not to mention how incredibly horny I got when Chase was near, and we weren't always in the same proximity. But it could get worse now, and I was scared of how I would behave.Our marriage was an alliance that we had both gotten into. But the line between
I wore a light blue dress that seemed to hug my curves, a rose sewed in just above my right breast. I liked it. I left my hair in a fro, leaving two stands dangling on either side of my face. I also did my make up. Chase wore light blue slacks and a silk shirt, his hair in a man bun, which seemed to make my entire body heat up with another image. An image of him pressing down on me. Doing sinful acts. It was the one thing taking the edge off of me. The nervousness of seeing Asher and Lina. I am afraid they'd see through this game of ours. See through my shits and call me out."I have the last documents you need to sign in your office, Your majesty," Shane was saying as Chase and I walked to the dining hall. "I'll work on them in the morning. Any news from Geolfield yet?""No, your majesty. Both parties are refusing to settle so I think you'll have to go there."Chase made a sound in his throat, his hold on my hand tightening as we reached the door. "Let's talk tomorrow, Shane. Time
"Did you see their faces? They looked completely livid," I chuckled, applying Shea butter to my skin and getting ready for bed. "I am sure Asher hates us right now," Chase added, fluffing both our pillows, a huge smile on his face. "Me in particular for having you.""Doubt he cares that much about me," I murmured. "That'll also teach them both not to visit where they weren't invited to. Besides, you and I both know they either came to gloat after seeing us not on good terms, or just to see how we are living." I added.The dinner had been amazing, and our acting skills were phenomenal, but Chase and I were back to real life, and it was harder acting when it was just the two of us. When we were both out, Pamela and Bella had quickly moved my remaining things to Chase's huge room. And now it all felt a little bit too real.Our chatter slowly quieted down as we both got ready for bed. I slipped into the side that was close to the window and turned my back to Chase, as he did me. "Goodn
"What concoction are you talking about?" I asked as I stood up. Was this his way of running away from the conversation or was he playing another trick? "You don't have to lie. I know everything. You tried to get rid of the baby before I even knew you were pregnant!" He yelled. I said nothing. My head was spinning, my mind twirling with thoughts that made no sense. And Chase was raging angry, panting like a lion ready to devour its prey after a quick chase "First of all, it's crazy that no one told me that's why I almost lost our child," I started, keeping my voice calm and steady. "Zara, I..." But I didn't let him finish. "Secondly, I didn't even know I was pregnant, Chase," I repeated what I had told him at the hospital. "It didn't cross my mind for one moment that the reason for my changes was because I was pregnant. So why would I try to get rid of a child I had no idea I was carrying?" Chase shook his head. " Bella said she saw you taking a pregnancy test." My blood ran c
The moment stretched on, the silence, albeit thick with tension, provided me a bit of reprieve from everything else. The chaos that just happened and one I was sure would flare up once we decided to discuss things. I wasn't going to meekly wait for him to offer me explanations now. I am done with that! "I am so sorry, Snookums," Chase finally broke the silence, his voice sending a rush of calm through my nerves. Again with the very vague apology. One that doesn't seem to have any meaning. I needed him to tell me what he was apologising for specifically, because as far as I was concerned, he'a done a lot of questionable things in the past week that needed apologies. I also knew that for my mental health and his, I couldn't keep pushing this conversation until I was ready. Because the thing was, I had no idea when exactly I would be ready, considering I wasn't one who was ever comfortable discussing her feelings. I was never one taken serious back home, so I got used to bottling my
Zara I watched wide eyed as punch after punch flew between Chase and Ryan. It had all started in a blur. A type of blur that I did not anticipate. Ryan grabbed Chase by the collar punching him and they bumped into the walls, knocked down the coffee table and the tea set on top, breaking the set into a million tiny pieces on the floor. They struggled against each other, both trying to be the one on top, but Chase was currently straddling Ryan and punching him. The fighting made no sense because there was nothing to it. I could tell that Chase was acting completely out of anger because I was talking to Ryan. And Ryan was trying as much as he could to defend himself, while Shane was trying to stop it just like I was. It wasn't going great though, because Chase kept pushing Shane away and plummeting the life out of Ryan. It was a very unfair scene because Chase was ten times stronger than the two men combined. I've never seen Chase this angry and out of control in all the time I'v
When I arrived at her room on the first day, I was confused and borderline depressed. I met Isa in the room when I’d walked in and she had said Zara was taking a shower and wouldn’t like to see anyone. Yet, I could smell her close by and I couldn’t hear the sound of the shower running. I wanted to insist on seeing her because I desperately needed answers, but I also knew that I had to give her space even though I didn’t want to. My mind was still pretty set on the fact that Zara had not done what the consulate said, but it was so hard when the opinion of everyone else was in my head. I mean, she didn’t know we were mates, so of course, she didn’t want to keep the pregnancy. We both knew that this might not last long, so the genius plan was obviously to get rid of the pregnancy. I poured myself a glass of whiskey as Shane walked into the room. “Still no luck?” he asked, sitting across from me and I shook my head. “I don’t know what to do right now and who to believe. I really
Chase I lingered in front of Zara's room after a long day trip. It was the third day since her return from the hospital and my meeting with the consulate, and I hadn’t been able to see her. I thought about barging in and demanding an audience with her, but I was already on Zara's bad list, and I didn’t want to push her away any longer. Yet, even standing by this door, I could smell her, and my entire body shivered with need. I would do anything right now to hold her, kiss her, and tell her that everything would be alright. I paused for a couple of minutes and knocked on the door, hoping for a response. When none came, I pushed it open and walked inside, expecting to see Isa standing watch by the door and ready to stop me from entering. But nobody was there right now, except for Zara, who was lying on the bed, and I was certain she wasn’t asleep. The sound of her heartbeat resounded in my ears as her scent filled me. Somehow, I am more aware of her now and the mate bond, most
ZARA. I walked into mine and Chase's chambers, my spirit down and feeling sadder than I'd ever been in a while. Perhaps ever since I got here. We were expecting a child, and instead of being over the moon and ecstatic, I felt drained and tired. It was heartbreaking that Chase didn't want the child that we were having together, but it was even worse that we might be mates and I had no idea. Because he hid it from me. I sighed heavily and slumped into a nearby chair, my mind a complete mess. These past few days had shown me the amount of love I was surrounded by. I was constantly being doted on, and the one person I wanted to feel a bit of care from was nowhere to be found. Chase and I hardly talk to each other, or better yet, I do most of the avoiding. Learning that we were mates, and he hid that from me broke my heart. It made me question why he chose to hide it, and if I had any right to have the feelings I thought I had for him. Right now, I wasn't sure anymore. First, I was
"I was waiting for you," he said. "Everything okay?" I asked, keeping my voice firm as though nothing was wrong. "The consulate has requested a meeting." I groaned. Dealing with the consulate and their whining was the last thing I needed right now. "Can't it be moved? I'm sort of tied down by an emergency as you can tell." "They are pretty impatient." "Alright then. Get the car ready." Throughout the ride to the consulate, I didn't say a word. I was too beat up to speak, my emotions too raw to make coherent decisions or thoughts. I just hope the consulate does nothing to piss me off cause I'm not entirely sure I'd be able to control myself or Drew. In the midst of everything going on and the shambles in my life, however, I was immensely thankful that news of Zara's illness hasn't made its way around the kingdom yet. I'd told everyone that she'd gone on a trip to her mother's kingdom and won't be around for a little while, so I was certain that this meeting with the consula
CHASE. My stomach rolled and turned as I made my way to the doctor's office, although not as bad as it had been since Zara began to ignore me three days ago. After our conversation on that day, I had no idea what was in store for us anymore. I felt so confused and disoriented. The question she asked me had caught me off guard because prior to that moment, I hadn't really thought about what it would be like to have a child with Zara. Sure, it was definitely the best thing in the world, but I'd chickened out and she had taken my lack of response to mean that I wasn't excited about the child. Plus, while I do want the child, I don't like the idea of tying her down to me with the pregnancy, when she probably doesn't want to be with me. There's still a month left, no, three weeks until three months have passed and that fateful day before she knows I am her mate. But what if she doesn't want to be mine? The conversation with Pearl urging me to tell her about the mate bond had put more
It was the fourth day at the hospital and I was slowly feeling better and a bit happier because the people around me had held me down and had taken care of me throughout the time I was at the hospital. Even if my heart hurts. The days had passed by in a blur of silence and avoidance when it came to Chase and I. I spoke easily to Pearl, Isa, Shane and Ryan, but I barely acknowledged Chase's presence. I don't know how to face him. What to say. How to bring up the conversation of us being mates, so, instead I completely ignored him. Doing my best to avoid him. He stays with me most of the time, and we slept together each day, but I never said a word. Even when he talks, I can't bring myself to answer. The betrayal tore through me, tearing down whatever progress we've made so far. My hand always instinctively reached down and stroked my belly, the mere thought of growing a child within me was too much to even imagine. We haven't spoken about it in depth, and the excitement I had h