Kat POV“Are you sure that you are going to be alright without me for a few days?” Jurgen asked, his eyes almost begging me to tell him that he needed to stay. “I can always tell King Mattias to choose another of his men to do this task.” I shook my head, “no. My uncle chose you for a reason, and I will be safe. There are other guards on the premises - you know that, right?”He smiled at my teasing edge before he took my hand and placed it on his arm, guiding me toward the wing where our rooms were. Jurgen seemed to walk extra slowly tonight, almost as if he were wanting to delay leaving. But he would leave. Uncle Mattias had ordered him to do a special task for him, and I knew my uncle well enough to know that he wouldn’t ask someone to do something without having a specific reason. He wasn’t the type of king to boss someone around just for the fun of it. “It shouldn’t take more than a week,” Jurgen said as my bedroom door came into view. I smiled at him and squeezed his arm sligh
Kat POVI should have known that Madame Zametovka’s son would be as deranged as she was, but instead of mentally preparing myself for what could be the worst gym session of my life, I was still stuck in dream-land with Damian. The man was like no one I had ever met before in my life, spending an hour drawing me to the edge of my release before pulling away entirely. When he did eventually let me fall into a blissful climax, I felt as if he had branded me with his touch.“Look who finally decided to join us,” drawled a man dressed in the black uniform depicting a commander in King Mattias’s army. “Perhaps we should club together and fund you an alarm clock so that you won’t be late in future.”Scores of well built, almost identical men stopped sparring and turned to look at me, jabbing one another as they smirked at their commander’s jibe. I ignored them, taking off my jacket and throwing it over a low hanging branch of a nearby tree. “Hi, I have been told to join you for your train
Kat POV“Amia…” Enzo breathed, his emotions unreadable as if he had slipped a cold mask in place. Without saying anything further, he strode to the small kitchen and filled a glass with water, grabbing a bottle of pills from the counter as he returned to me. I sat in silence, watching him.In just three short weeks, he had changed. He had always been muscular, but he seemed to have gained even more muscle now. The scars on his back and face also seemed more prominent, although I can’t really say why - maybe it was just because I was no longer used to seeing them. “Take these,” he commanded, tipping two round pills into my hand and handing me the water. “You’re an idiot if you thought you could keep up with Jackson’s men on your first day in the field.” “It’s not as if I had a choice,” I snapped at him before taking the tablets without even asking him what they were. Enzo leant over me, hitting the backrest of the sofa with his fist. “You always have a choice! You’re the fucking Pr
Kat POV“I received a complaint from Madame Zametovka that you are not dedicating yourself to your training,” Uncle Mattias told me as I sank into the leather armchair in his office, a stern look on his face.I blinked blankly at him for a few seconds, trying to process what the hell was happening. “Sorry? What?” I almost shouted, completely flabbergasted that the woman would even say something like that. “I have been working my arse off trying to please her!” He tapped his chin thoughtfully, but I could see the doubt in his eyes. He trusted her… “Coming back to Slovenia was a mistake,” I muttered, standing up and walking to the window to look over the gorgeous landscape. “You’re not happy here?” Uncle Mattias actually sounded surprised as he leaned back in his chair and ran his hand through his thinning hair. I took a moment, questioning if I should even say the words in my mind. But I had to - I owed it to him to be fully honest with him. “No, I’m not happy here. It’s nothing I
Kat POVHave you ever felt that feeling where nothing seems to be going your way and you just want to run until nothing and no one can find you? Well, that’s how I felt after leaving my uncle’s office. Deciding that I had enough of being trapped behind the castle walls, I threw caution to the wind and slipped out the back gate and into the forest. The scent of the trees immediately put my mind at ease and I felt as if I could actually breathe. I found myself walking to a rocky outcropping which lay just below the palace and looked out over the lake, a perfect lookout spot. Climbing onto the large boulder at the edge of the outcropping, I let out a long sigh and lay back against the cool stone, letting my mind go blank for just a few moments. “You shouldn’t be out here alone.” My eyes flew open as fright gripped at my heart, only to relax when I recognised the smiling face of Damian. “You scared me!” I laughed, clutching my chest. He winked at me and ran his finger across my lowe
Kat POVHe arrived at the palace a week later, and was welcomed with all pomp and ceremony as seemed fitting for my potential betrothed - Prince Dimitri, heir to the royal seat of the Werebears. “King Mattias is really throwing caution out the window, isn’t he?” Cassie muttered as we watched the procession from an empty bedroom. “Just a few years ago the werebears were our sworn enemies, and now look - he’s busy trading you to them like a prize cow.” I huffed and folded my arms, frustrated. “I just need to meet him and play nice, that is all. I have told my uncle that I will not be forced into a political marriage just because both he and my father were.” We could spy Anka (I refuse to call her “mom”) flirting outrageously with a man who seemed completely embarrassed by her attentions, skirting away from her as she tried to press herself against him Yep, there was no way I was going to risk heading into a disastrous marriage like the one my father unwittingly signed up for. “Besid
Kat POVI watched Madame Zametovka’s face light up with a smile the moment Prince Dimitri and his gang of muscle entered the dining hall. She stood, fanning her face as she watched him out of the corner of her eye - like some middle aged cougar. I half expected her to lick her lips or drool with the way she was staring at him. She could have him, for all I cared. As far as I was concerned, I wasn’t interested in being forced into a marriage with the man. Hell, I wasn’t interested in being forced into a relationship with any man. Dimitri and his men mingled in the room, taking glasses of wine from the passing attendees and downing the contents in a single gulp. Even I knew better than that! Maybe they were the savages Cassie thought they were. “Katerina,” I heard a low voice whisper in my ear and I jumped, whirling around to face Damian, his eyes almost begging me not to walk away from him. “I need to talk to you.” I shook my head, refusing to even acknowledge him as I strode towar
Enzo POVI should have torn the head off of that obnoxious bear. Every single cell in my body wanted to see his blood spilled, but I knew that I would be executed if I did - and what would it serve if I killed the man who was meant to marry Kat, only to join him in the afterlife shortly after. This political game made my head hurt, reminding me of why I had left Slovenia in the first place. Sure, I had wanted to serve my King as best as I could, but I kept finding myself stumbling in the politics which doused the Royal Court. When Luca had asked me to take over the business side of the family, I jumped at the opportunity. It had been an escape I hadn’t known I had needed. Returning was the last thing I had wanted to do - and yet if I had to choose between my freedom and being close to Kat, I would choose her every time. “Where the hell are your clothes?” I heard Cassie screech, covering her eyes as if my nakedness offended her. I shrugged, putting my hands on my hips in the taunti
Kat POV“The King is awake,” Enzo said softly, but not soft enough to avoid the instant interest shown by the rest of the party. I could see the questions building in everyone’s minds - questions no one would be able to answer until we actually went to visit him. “I must go to him,” I told Enzo, glancing toward my guards who were already standing with their backs as straight as lances, ready for us to head back to the palace. I have to be honest, when Enzo said my uncle was awake I assumed that he would be exactly the same way he had been the last time I had seen him, and not the shrivelled shell of a man. It had only been a few days since Jurgen and I had found him on the floor of his office, and yet the grand King Mattias looked old and frail as he lay back on his overstuffed, white pillows. “Uncle Mattias,” I smiled as I entered the room, noting Jurgen as he sat next to the window, a stern look on his face. “We have been waiting for you to return to you, and I am so glad that yo
Chapter 80Kat POVAfter a morning of lazing about and trying to recover from the impromptu house party, Enzo and I eventually pulled on some clothes and wandered down to Cassie’s house to help clean up, the three bodyguards in tow. I guess the one good thing about them tagging along was that they were extra hands, and considering how the party-goers had wrecked Cassie’s garden, I’d say they were needed. “When we find Damian, I swear he is going to be doing yard work until this place is back to how it was before last night,” Cassie grumbled, picking up a crushed tulip and sighing sadly. “It was worth it, Cassandra,” Vasilios consoled her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pressing a kiss to her temple. “And I am sure Damian will be highly appreciative of your sacrifice.” She sighed and put the tulip in his hand before slipping indoors, leaving the rest of us to finish clearing up outside while she fixed her kitchen with the help of Elijah’s new mate, Maria. “So,” Elle sidle
Enzo POVBy the time the clock ticked midnight, Darius was already on Luca’s private plane, heading to Luca’s island territory where he would be stuck in the dungeon and watched closely by Luca’s beta. Nico had already been filled in about the sensitivity of the situation, and there was no way Darius’s presence on the island would become known. I don’t even remember the drive back to the castle, or walking up the thousands of stairs to the room I shared with my adorable mate. Her soft yawns as she walked beside me echoed my own exhaustion, and we merely shrugged off our clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor before we climbed into bed. Seconds later, sleep claimed us both.The chirp of birds outside woke me up, the room filled with bright sunshine and the most delicious scent filled my nose. It took a moment for me to realise that the scent came from Kat. Her hair was splayed out across her pillow and shone golden in the morning sunlight, making her look like a mythical being –
Kat POV How the hell had I been so stupid? Truth was that I had been so wrapped up in my own self pity that I hadn’t even really noticed the change in the man I had believed was Damian. But now, watching the way he languidly leaned back in the high backed armchair, a smirk on his stupidly handsome face that I was quickly coming to hate, I realised that every interaction I’d had with Darius had some blatant clues. And now Damian was paying the price, locked in some cage somewhere, having believed his brother’s lie about thinking Aurora was a spy. He had been so desperate for a family - so desperate to be accepted that he trusted the man who sold him out as easily as if it were a game. I watched as he baited Jurgen, my bodyguard’s concern for my uncle becoming a game to the man I can only assume had a serious psychological problem. “I guess you will have to pray that King Mattias recovers to be able to answer that question,” Darius drawled - and if he were a teenaged girl, he probab
Kat POV“Alright, speak,” Enzo said in a voice which left no doubt that he was close to snapping. We had all gathered into the living room, the man we had all thought was Damian had been plonked down into the high backed armchair, and had to suffer through the off key “happy birthday” song as we all pretended that nothing was wrong. “Someone is watching from the top of the hill,” Vasilios had muttered under his breath as he had flung his arm across the stranger’s shoulders, laughing loudly as he guided the man indoors. Luckily he and his mate were in-tune with each other to a point where Cassie had declared loudly that we would be cutting the cake indoors, and that was that. “If you’d like to keep your life, you may start at the very beginning,” Luca drawled casually as he leaned against the fireplace, his one foot crossed behind the other. The stranger swallowed hard and glanced at Elijah before he gripped his hands together tightly and began his explanation. “My name is Darius.
Enzo POV “Darius?” Eli asked again, stepping toward where the rest of the guys were standing. I frowned in confusion. Darius? Who the hell was Darius? “Too much hard liquor on the plane again, Eli?” Vasilios joked good humouredly as he patted Eli on the back. “That’s Damian.” Eli blinked hard and shook his head, as if to clear it, but even from where I stood in the doorway to Vasi’s house, I could see how pale he looked. And judging by the look on Eliana’s face, so could she. I darted forward, grabbing his arm as reached his side. “Looks like you’ve been working too hard since I abandoned you to bring Kat back here,” I forced a laugh. “Let’s get some coffee into you, and you can give me some feedback before we join the party.” Even though all eyes were on us, I knew that my friends and family would brush this aside like nothing happened. That’s what they were good at - the subtle art of pretending everything was okay when there was an inferno of shit happening behind closed
Kat POVTo say that I was starting to hate my life may be the understatement of the century. The three bodyguards trailed behind me like puppies and I could do nothing without them hovering. Even going to the bathroom had become a chore, and just a few short hours after they had been assigned, I found myself shouting, “can I please pee in peace?” So by the time Saturday came around, I was fully ready to be free of the trio for a few hours. “Are you almost ready to leave?” Jurgen asked as he closed my bedroom door behind him and leaned against it, looking a lot less formal than he usually did in his jeans and a Metallica t-shirt. Enzo raised an eyebrow at him, but I wasn’t sure if it was because of the t-shirt or because Jurgen was still playing babysitter. Either way, my mate remained quiet as he helped me with the zip on the back of my dress. “I just need to fetch the cake from the kitchen, and then we can go,” I told the two men, checking my makeup one last time. I was incredi
Kat POVI sat next to my uncle’s bedside, holding his pale hand in my own as the doctor spoke with Jurgen outside the room. King Mattias, the great king of the werewolf nation, looked so fragile and weak in the gigantic bed, but not nearly as much as he had been when Jurgen and I had discovered him. A shudder coursed its way through my body as I remembered the image of my uncle lying beneath his desk, his eyes rolled back to show the bloodshot whites of his eyeballs as every breath he took resulted in foamy saliva bubbles forming at his mouth. I have never seen Jurgen move so fast as when I screamed. Within seconds, the tall man was by my side, his body poised and ready to protect me from whatever danger there was… only to quickly turn into my uncle’s rescuer as he launched into action. Within mere minutes, the doctor had been fetched and my uncle was stabilized in the middle of his office floor, curious eyes kept at bay by a rather fierce looking Vasilios. “Are you alright, Prince
Kat POVWaking up to Jurgen standing in the kitchen sipping a cup of coffee was certainly not what I had expected when I stepped out of the bedroom.“Jurgen!” I squeaked, pulling my dressing gown tighter around me to cover the fact that I was naked beneath it. He bowed his head slightly, but the faint blush on his cheeks told me that he had seen more than I had hoped he would. “Good morning, my Princess,” he said, turning to place his mug on the kitchen counter. “I hope you slept well.” “Very well, thank you,” I responded and glanced around the small home. “Where is Enzo?” Jurgen smiled slightly and nodded his head toward the door. “He’s out on the training fields. He has realised how unfit incarceration has made him, so he decided to put in a few extra hours into his training.” “Oh,” I replied, still trying to figure out what on earth Jurgen was doing in my kitchen at 7 o’clock in the morning. “I hope you’re already packed,” he said casually, and I blinked a few times as I tried