Chapter 2: My King

After my first night as queen, my king lay next to me.  He is perfect in every way, but for some reason he never touched me.  It was the exact opposite of what I had thought it would be.  I remember that I was so scared and worried that he would try something, anything.

When I first set eyes on him, he made me feel strange and I can't explain it.  His gorgeous green eyes peered right into my soul and his lean but muscular body made it really hard to look away.  Right then and there, I wanted to run away and yet I was captivated by his power.

My mother certainly knew what she was doing when she bought me this dress and these undergarments, because the minute he saw them on me I could tell that he wanted to eat me alive.  The only bad thing is, I am beginning to doubt myself.  Perhaps, I had imagined it all.

Laying there, I watch how his body reacts to my touch while he is sleeping.  He snores lightly, making me giggle just enough that he starts to wake up.  I turn over quickly so he doesn't know I am awake and when I hear him snoring again, I turn back over and continue watching him.  

He is such a fascinating man.  My mother told me his story one time and I often wondered what it would be like to be his queen.  Daydreaming of living in this mansion with him while I worked on my studies, my mother often caught me and then made me do more for not paying attention.

Knowing that I have always loved him even before I met him, or rather the thought of him, I knew that no one else would ever compare.  So when my mother told me that I am his mate and she has saved me all these years for him, somehow I already knew.  Looking over at him one last time before I close my eyes, I realize just how lucky I am to be his.

"Ana my queen.  Wake up."  I open my eyes barely enough to see a woman standing by the side of the bed.  I must have fallen asleep.

Realizing that someone besides my king is staring at me, I wake up and force my eyes open.  Sitting up, I look down and am very thankful that he must have covered me up before he left this morning, because underneath the sheet I am completely naked.  This is not something I wish to share with the woman staring at me right now.

"I am Monique, your personal servant.  My king, instructed me to bring you a new dress and some undergarments for the banquet.  He is to introduce you to the pack elders and celebrate your arrival.  Tomorrow you will travel throughout the whole territory with him, so he can show you off to all the rest of the clans.  Now if you would get up, I will take you to the bath.  Then afterwards, I will help you with your dress if you so desire."

Not knowing what to make of her or this whole situation, I say rather shly, "Monique, I am naked.  Do you mind turning your back so I can fetch my robe?"  

She laughs, "You do understand that I have been a servant in this house for years.  Before you came along, I took care of the king's niece for a while and she never once worried about me seeing her naked."

Shocked, I finally let go of the sheet and let it drop to the bed before standing up and grabbing my robe off of the hook on the door.  I feel Monique stare at my body and when I turn around, she does her best to avert her eyes quickly.  "Please beg my pardon, queen.  You are beautiful beyond compare.  I have never seen such a perfect body before.  No wonder why my king has chosen you as his mate."

After I put on my robe, she takes my hand and leads me into the bathroom.  Showing me where everything is, she asks softly, "May I ask something?"

I nod and answer, "Yes, what is it?"

"Was it as good as you thought it would be?  Or did he hurt you?"

"Honestly, he didn't touch me.  I must have done something wrong."  I answer frowning and worrying that I am not good enough.

She sticks her tongue out and we both start giggling.  Confiding in me, she says,  "It's his loss.  I guess he just has no taste."  We both giggle again and then she continues.  "I am a virgin.  As a servant here, I am not allowed to mate.  It is just one of the king's rules."

"That is horrible!  For the last several years since my heat came early, I was forbidden to.  My mother locked me in a cage so no one could get to me, even though there were plenty of wolves who had come for me over the years.  See, I started to go into heat when I was 13.  No one ever bothered to tell me that I was being saved for the king, till yesterday."

Finding a kindred soul, I feel so much better about moving here and being in this huge mansion by myself, because now I have a friend.  After my bath, I get dressed and Monique helps me to pull the dress over my head and tighten it in the back.  When I look in the mirror, I have to admire my reflection.  The dress is absolutely beautiful and it makes me feel like a queen.

When Monique leaves to carry out her other responsibilities, I sit down on the couch and read one of my favorite stories about a princess and her prince.  A few hours later, I hear a knock at the door and Monique announces, "It is time." when I get up and open the door.  She smiles at me and I follow her to the banquet hall downstairs.

Decked out completely, the room has a cathedral ceiling and there are tables surrounding the room.  In the middle, there is a space for dancing and a string quartet is sitting on the side.  From behind me, I sense a presence and before I turn around, Dominic grabs me around the waist and turns me to face him.  He leans down and with his hand, he cups my chin as he kisses me sweetly.

The quartet starts to play and we both turn to watch the first of the elders walk in the entrance.