~Trixie’s Point of View~
I got back to my cabin far after everyone else. I had been too humiliated to go back. No one was there, and I had to assume they were eating. I was certainly no stranger to hunger and I had far too many aches, pains and other issues to let my hunger bother me.
I changed my clothes since mine were completely covered in grass stains. I’d never be able to get those out. Just great.
I couldn’t even begin to process this morning. My hero was a prince. A hot, sexy prince with long hair and warm brown eyes. Was he flirting with me or did I get too many hits? Maybe one knocked something in my brain loose.
Then there was his brooding, jerk of a brother. Didn’t William say he was t
Time alone with her hero Prince! It's Trixie's lucky day :)
~Trixie’s Point of View~ Ten o’clock. It couldn’t get here fast enough! This morning’s training was taught by William, and the princes were nowhere in sight. The females all gossiped about where they could be, but I only cared about one. Ten o’clock. The magic hour when Damien would be waiting … just for me. He’d be meeting just me. Breakfast seemed to take forever, then I had an hour long hearing activity where we sat in the woods and tried to pick up on sounds and notice animals without seeing them. They wanted us to do it as pups and then again once we had our wolves since our hearing would be drastically better then. They wanted us to see the difference. I couldn’t really pay attention. Ten o’clock, that was the only thing I could think about. My mind raced w
~Dawson’s Point of View~ Ever since the whole finding my mate debacle I’d pretty much been holed up in my cabin and I’d missed a few classes so I was probably going to get fussed at. I had always had a very disciplined and structured life and now this little … this little… Ugh. I couldn’t say a cross word about her. She was consuming me, the more I thought about her the more my mind wandered. My heart was desperate to know more but my mind said that would just make it worse. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK “What,” I yelled, not wanting to look up from the letter I was writing. “You may enter,” I then said, dryly. I took a deep breath and didn’t recogni
~Trixie’s Point of View~ My head was still throbbing with the brutal rebuff from Damien. I really hurt his feelings, but he didn’t even give me a chance to explain. I went through the motions of the evening, but I mostly tuned everything out. I couldn’t focus. Maybe if I could find a way to get him alone then he would listen to me. I made my way back to the cabin after what seemed like an endless day that had started out so good, with so much promise. Just to end with a giant knot in my stomach. There was a male outside my door who looked bored out of his mind. “Are you…” he trailed off, looking at his paper. “Trixie?” I nodded, unsure
~Trixie’s Point of View~
~Dawson’s Point of View~ 17 hours... That's how long it had been since I said the words. How long it had been since she looked at me like I wrecked her world. What I never expected … was what it would do to me. My head was throbbing, and there was a dull ache in my chest. No matter what I did neither of the feelings went away. Was she feeling this too? At some point last night I felt even sharper pains for a few minutes, but they went away. I had to wonder if she was crying, if she was upset. Would I always feel her in some way? I hadn’t even marked her, I didn’t understand how this was possible. I had to hold onto the belief that it would dull in time. It absolutely had to. I couldn’t live like this o
~Trixie’s Point of View~ When I got back to my cabin after my heartstopping morning with Damien, Jeanette of course grilled me about where I’d been all night. I didn’t know what to tell her. “Girl where you been?? It wasn’t like you to just not come home, you all right,” she said, a million miles a minute. I sat up and sighed. “I’ma let you think about what you’re not going to tell me, but you’re fixing to tell me something,” she said, eyeing me and wagging her finger. I grinned. I was so terrible at fibbing I knew she’d see right through me. If I said I was mated to a lycan prince would she even believe me? I barely believed it
~Trixie’s Point of View~ I had a bit of a chat last night with Mila and we both agreed to try and move forward. One day at a time, that’s all we could do anyhow but still. Dwelling on losing my mate wasn’t going to do either of us any good. I was at training, unfortunately Mallory had been following close to me once she saw Damien and William were leading the class. Whatever she thought she was going to get from me, I didn’t know and having to constantly keep my guard up was getting old. “Hey everyone, can I have your attention,” William said, waving his hands for everyone to come forward. I stood frozen, but secretly hoping he’d say Dawson fell off a cliff.
~Trixie’s Point of View~ “What’s something we can do here that you’ve wanted to do but never thought possible? Never dreamed you could do it,” Victoria asked as we walked away from my cabin. “Well I had always wanted to learn to swim and I took some lessons with William. He was very nice and patient with me,” I said, pointing toward the lake. “Oh that’s nice. No swimming in your kingdom then I take it,” she asked. I wanted to laugh out loud but it was hardly appropriate. “Nope, none,” I just said. “What’s over that way? Let’s explore,” she said, her eyes wide with excitement.