NOAH'S POV "I am not angry because someone tried to harm the royal family, I am angry because someone tried to harm you!" I had no idea if I'd finally voiced out the thoughts I'd been hoarding for quite sometime now. I wasn't sure if they were true or not. I was still trying to figure things out, but it didn't matter anymore. I'd spoken out, a little too loudly and the shocked expression on Bailey's face proved my fear. I watched her stare at me, her face a blank canvas. But I knew better. She was thinking, turning all the cogs in her head, trying to figure out if she had heard right or perhaps, if I truly meant what I'd said. Even I was stuck on that same hill and there was no going back from here onwards. "Never in my life have I worried about someone else who isn't me not to talk of a woman. I honestly thought something…""Stop." She cut me off, raising a finger to silence me. She made a move to speak but her perfectly manicured raised higher, an obvious sign she was maintaining
I don't wait till the carriage has fully stopped in front of the castle. Before the footmen could reach, I'd already thrown the door to the carriage open before bunching up my skirt and leaving Noah to his thoughts and whatever it was he wanted to do. The ride from Adeline's palace to ours was torture to say the least. I'd thought I'd get at least some moments to myself after my heated argument with Noah, so imagine my surprise when Noah came to summon me that it was time to leave. He was surprisingly calm after everything that had happened and for a moment, I started considering if I was on my hallucinating or imagining things.No, the way he kept on staring at me meant something else. His grip on my arm told me otherwise. Like a gentle reminder, I felt a tingle in the exact spot. Involuntarily, I turned my head back, just to lock gazes with Noah, who was still standing by the carriage but had taken a keen interest on how the back of my head looked like. It was hard not to pay him a
My walk to the throne room this time was different than the last. Perhaps it was the shift in the air or the anticipation as to what I would get when I got there, I wasn't quite sure. The only thing I was certain about, was the fact that I would be getting some answers or at least some clue that would lead me to the bottom of this. Hopefully.I glanced around the hallway I was walking through, memories rushing by. The very first time I'd walked this hallway was after our great Noah had decided I'd been in the dungeon for too long and actually needed some air, after several pleadings and inhumane grovelings from my family that is. If I had known what that devil had in mind for me, I wouldn't have walked down this same path those days ago. Would I?I closed my eyes momentarily and as if Zoe had switched on a reel of my memories, I watched as every memory associated with the hallway whizzed past my senses. With each one I replayed in my mind, my thoughts process changed. It finally stopp
NOAH'S POV "Noah" I'd heard my name a million times but I meant every word when I said no one could compare when it came to the sound of my name on Bailey's lips. It was weird because I'd heard speak lots of times. When I didn't even want to hear her, she was always yelling something to my ears. I'd expected something else, a shriek or any loud means to express her discomfort but instead she kept mute, her eyes flicking from my face to my lips that were only a few inches from hers. Her lips were so close, so close that if I could just part my lips a little, the rest would be history. I hoped. We stayed like this for a while, neither of us moving. I felt something stir in me and I bit back on my lips, fighting the urge to act on this burning desire that seemed to come out of nowhere."Sire." It was my wolf. He didn't need to talk much, I knew what he wanted. I could feel it burning deep in my bones. At least, that was the plausible explanation I could give to all of this. "Your high
I stared at the gift basket in front of me, muttering another string of curses. This should be like, the one millionth time? I wasn't sure, I'd definitely lost count. Despite the fact that I'd been staring at the basket for a while now, it made no attempt to move. In fact, it stayed rooted to it's spot, its very presence reminding me of the person that'd sent it. Noah. Yes, you heard right, Noah. If it wasn't surprising to you, it was to me. Because after our huge and recent fight where I'd clearly walked out on him, why would he send me gifts? Was there a bomb in there that would blow up the minute I got close enough to it? Or perhaps there was a snake in there, just waiting to pounce on me and poison me to my death? Or maybe…"Maybe he's just being nice." Zoe finished my thoughts for me. " Did you think about that?""Nice? Noah, nice?" I shook my head. A lot of words could be used to describe Noah but nice was certainly not one of them. It just wasn't possible. " He's not nice and h
I slowly opened my eyes, a tiny part of me waiting to experience a sharp pull on my head, one I still hadn't gotten used to. Surprisingly and fortunately for me, I felt nothing as I sat up, scrunching up the duvet into bundles around me. In fact, I felt more at peace and at ease than I'd felt in a long time. The creases on the bed next to me confused me all the more. Where was I?"Oh, you're up." I didn't need to rack my brain to figure out who it was. To further buttress my point, I watched as Noah walked into the room, a bright smile on his face. Wait what?. " Good morning, Bailey.""Noah." Now it was beginning to make sense. I sat in silence as memories of last night came whizzing by.I slept next to Noah when he asked me too. I was nice to Noah. I even helped him with his injury. Wait, his injury…"Noah." I was already on my feet before I could make sense of anything else. I darted right to him and crouched just in front of his left leg. I made a fuss of trying to lift up one of
NOAH'S POV "I have done all you've asked of me, my King." I was barely listening to the man in front of me. I knew he was speaking, hell, I could see his lips work up and down but for the life of me, I just couldn't register one word he was saying. " The borders have been checked and are all under twenty four hours surveillance.""I don't need to listen to you. Any of this." Bailey. Her words buzzed in my ear. It'd been ringing for so long that if I wasn't careful, I was sure I wouldn't be able to recognize my own voice or my wolf's either."Are you listening to me, Sire?" He caught my attention for a while. I nodded and gave a wave of my hand, an obvious gesture that he should go on with whatever it was he was rambling about." There's no way anyone would be able to sneak in. An army of rogues invading, is highly unlikely at this point. Impossible, even."That amount of security and still Bailey escaped, to only the goddess knows where. Where the hell was she? She had been gone f
I didn't see that coming. I knew yelling and pushing all of his buttons would definitely get a reaction out of him but I wasn't expecting what he just did in a million years. And you know what was worse, I actually let him go further with it. The moment his lips brushed with mine, I should have kicked against it. I should have hit him square in the jaw and given him a kick in the groin. Even biting down hard on his lips wouldn't have been bad. Instead I let him in, and shamelessly let my eyelids flutter shut while I was at it too. He definitely wasn't expecting it, the soft gasp he let out was proof enough. I knew that I knew so little about Noah, but never in a million universes did my mind going to him being a good kisser. Scratch that, an excellent one.The way his lips seemed to move over mine definitely needed to be studied. It was smooth and silky and I found myself aching for even more pleasure his tongue seemed to be giving. With each time our lips collided, something shifted