Demi's pov By the time I got to my room, I was out of breath, I opened the door gently and went in expecting to lay on the bed but the moment I turned, I yelped in surprise seeing a not-so-very happy Eros on the bed. He was sat at the edge, one leg crossed over the other with his chin resting on his hand. His brows were drawn together with a facial expression that exuded brooding and his jaw was clenched tight. I wanted to exit the room as I didn't want to do this, I wasn't ready for whatever conversation it was that we were about to have and I didnt want to argue. My head was pounding, almost splitting into two from trying to process the events of the past hour and I didnt want to add another. "What are you doing?" I asked leaning against the door. "He hasn't even been back from up to twenty-four hours and you have already switched sides?!" He dropped his leg and freed his chin directing his gaze at me. "I want to be alone, Your Majesty." My tone was clipped, “Please.” "I
Eros's pov My fingers tightened around the champagne flute instead of where I wanted them which was Dmitri's neck. I knew I would enjoy snuffing the very life out of him before cremating his body for daring to place a hand on my mate's shoulder. He looked like the happiest man in the world with a wide smile on his face as he chatted with her by his side, introducing her to who cared to look his way as his girlfriend. I hated him so much that I wanted to ruin his face with my fist before making my wolf take out his own wolf as my wolf felt every bit worse than I did. My Bambi on the other hand was easily the most stunning woman in the room. From the moment she walked in, in one of the dinner gowns I had gotten for her when we went shopping, I haven't been able to take my eyes off her. My staring at her was often interrupted by a small talk from others and Dmitri standing before her but she was too glorious to have my attention taken away from her even with the
Demi's pov There was something about tonight that was magical.It wasn't the dazzling outfit that I had put on or the glimmer of the hall room from the event nor the ladies who were gorgeous, gracing the ball room.It wasn't all that.What was magical was different and it was a first.For the first time in my life, something enchanting was pointed at me, in my direction and it exuded from me affirming my thoughts.It was confidence.For the first time in my life, I had experienced confidence and the foreign yet comfortable feel settled within me rearing its presence in me announcing that it was here to stay.I first experienced it when I gazed upon my reflection in the mirror after dousing myself in perfume while Bopha had finished dressing me up.I had gazed upon myself, the urge to talk down on myself was gone and my tongue was coated with just positive words while my fingers clutched to the purse housing my phone that matched the outfit.Bopha was happier tha
Demi’s pov I jumped slightly at the comment turning around immediately to be welcomed by the delectable scent of the person before me, amused green eyes connected with mine, a gaze from him turning my insides into mush and a trail of butterflies bursting in my belly. "Your ma-Eros." I breathed out as he straightened up, his gaze not leaving mine as he sat next to me but giving a considerable distance, "What are you doing here?" Eros didn't answer me because his gaze was still transfixed on my form, I watched as he took in a sharp intake of air, the rhythm of his chest when he blinked and opened his eyes again. He sneezed when he pulled closer to me, his fingers reaching out to graze my forehead before he crooked one to trail across where some loose strands fell. The smile on his face warmed me when he pulled in, bringing his face so close to mine. "Bambi." He groaned loud enough for us both to hear, but low enough to keep from whomever it was that would pass, "You are breathtakin
Demi's pov I grabbed the phone instantly, moving away from where I was next to Eros and I saw his eyes follow my movements as my shaky fingers slid over the screen, another message popped in. You ran away landing right in the territory of whom you are supposed to kill the? You are a Queen now, aren't you? Mated to the king, prancing around in outfits and you have forgotten about your first mate, your first love, me.... I stared at the letters, re-reading the words that they formed and I couldn't believe my eyes. I couldn't grasp what it was he was talking about and why he was acting like we were on good terms and he didn't try to kill me at any chance he got. I took in a deep breath, eyes glued to the screen as Harlyn tried to calm me as well. I had a lot of questions, a lot of thoughts ran through my mind and I so desperately wanted to steady myself not to give off the feeling that I was in danger. "Is anything the matter Bambi?" I had failed in that aspect as my reaction c
Anya's pov I slid into the bathroom, my eyes wandering as I locked the door to make sure that no one had followed me in. I went to the sink, producing the little bottle of green liquid that I had stashed in my purse. The time to use it was now. I had been in the ballroom observing from afar and the events of the night had angered me more than I had ever been. That ugly bitch was present, with Dmitri clinging to her side like they were a golden couple. She had dressed up which I knew was due to the influence of her best friend Bopha and I could see that she looked presentable. He was parading her around the ballroom, introducing her to whoever it was that cared about her, and in return, she smiled and acted charming pretending like she belonged here when in fact she was supposed to be dead, long gone with that idiot of a brother with her. I couldn't stand her, when I watched her in the ballroom, my chest tightened more than it should have revealing what was more than resentme
Demi's pov A king should be an example. One who was firm, just, and morally upright. He shouldn't be one to make harsh decisions or engage in oppressive actions. He should be rational and not be caught fighting except otherwise and most importantly he shouldn't be perceived as weak. And in just one night, Eros broke almost all these rules all because of me and now we were at a table in an enclosed room. The only familiar faces I knew were those of Elara, Dmitri, Eros, and Anya. The rest faces were foreign, they looked older and also very important and they weren't too happy and I could tell with the gazes that were sent in my direction. "So we are trying to understand what is going on here?" It was one of the older men that spoke, "Can you explain your majesty?" The man's question was directed at Eros but his gaze was locked on me and I cowered a bit in my seat. "Face me." Eros growled, his voice was grave in a threatening way, "I can smell her fear, don't look at her, d
Anya's pov Fate hated me. It was against me as well as all odds of the situation and there was nothing I could do about it. No matter what I had tried, my conceived plans being carried out only brought them together and now there was going to be a duel, two men fighting for the woman I hated the most like she was some goddess that men died for. And these ones were actually willing to die for her. She looked like a woman who should be taken captive during war and enslaved with torture and not women who men went to war for. The hatred I had towards her had brewed significantly during the past few hours and I could only wish her death. I wished upon her death with pain from the deepest cursed parts of hell. I couldn't believe what was happening and I knew that Dmitri fighting Eros without Eros's powers still wouldn't deter Eros from winning as he looked so determined to win his mate. He had finally found a way to prove his sincerity to her and nothing was going to stop him. "N
Demi’s pov I could feel Haris’s hand at my back, his palm rubbing small soothing patterns to calm my disorganized state while he offered words of comfort and while I was there, sprawled over the bathroom floor wearing my vulnerability and self-disgust like a second skin, my fingers shakily tapped at my phone screen dialing Bopha. “Hey babe.” she greeted excitedly the moment she picked up the phone, “Are you ready for today?” “Bopha.” I groaned in pain, my nasal congestion revealing itself as the odor clogged my nostrils. “What happened?! Are you alright?!” Her voice broke through the connection, “Don't move, I am coming right away.” The call ended and I dropped my head against the tile, its cool contrasting with my sweaty feverish skin as I registered that in all my life, I had never smelt this bad and it was like I had smelt worse than before. I shook my head and noticed Haris getting up and rushing to the sink. He picked up a small towel and ran to my side again. “Sorry sis.
Demi’s pov There wasn’t a particular reason for my stench, so if someone were to ask why I stunk, I couldn’t quite pinpoint but if I was asked to explain on a broader level, I would be able to give various reasons. I often wondered why my persistent odor still hadn’t gone even after being here for months and bathing regularly, getting on a few hygiene products and perfuming. Every other thing was changing, my wounds were healing and I looked better but the stench was still an issue that set me back on my progress to maintaining confidence. I wasn’t surprised when Elara called me aside after the meeting, she had explained that I would be moving to the other side of the pack since I had to be away from Eros and Dmitri as the rules state that neither of us was to see each other before the fight. And after she moved me in, she asked me about my stench and its origin. I have been deprived of baths for long, had poor hygiene situations even when on my period with the blood caking to
Anya's pov Fate hated me. It was against me as well as all odds of the situation and there was nothing I could do about it. No matter what I had tried, my conceived plans being carried out only brought them together and now there was going to be a duel, two men fighting for the woman I hated the most like she was some goddess that men died for. And these ones were actually willing to die for her. She looked like a woman who should be taken captive during war and enslaved with torture and not women who men went to war for. The hatred I had towards her had brewed significantly during the past few hours and I could only wish her death. I wished upon her death with pain from the deepest cursed parts of hell. I couldn't believe what was happening and I knew that Dmitri fighting Eros without Eros's powers still wouldn't deter Eros from winning as he looked so determined to win his mate. He had finally found a way to prove his sincerity to her and nothing was going to stop him. "N
Demi's pov A king should be an example. One who was firm, just, and morally upright. He shouldn't be one to make harsh decisions or engage in oppressive actions. He should be rational and not be caught fighting except otherwise and most importantly he shouldn't be perceived as weak. And in just one night, Eros broke almost all these rules all because of me and now we were at a table in an enclosed room. The only familiar faces I knew were those of Elara, Dmitri, Eros, and Anya. The rest faces were foreign, they looked older and also very important and they weren't too happy and I could tell with the gazes that were sent in my direction. "So we are trying to understand what is going on here?" It was one of the older men that spoke, "Can you explain your majesty?" The man's question was directed at Eros but his gaze was locked on me and I cowered a bit in my seat. "Face me." Eros growled, his voice was grave in a threatening way, "I can smell her fear, don't look at her, d
Anya's pov I slid into the bathroom, my eyes wandering as I locked the door to make sure that no one had followed me in. I went to the sink, producing the little bottle of green liquid that I had stashed in my purse. The time to use it was now. I had been in the ballroom observing from afar and the events of the night had angered me more than I had ever been. That ugly bitch was present, with Dmitri clinging to her side like they were a golden couple. She had dressed up which I knew was due to the influence of her best friend Bopha and I could see that she looked presentable. He was parading her around the ballroom, introducing her to whoever it was that cared about her, and in return, she smiled and acted charming pretending like she belonged here when in fact she was supposed to be dead, long gone with that idiot of a brother with her. I couldn't stand her, when I watched her in the ballroom, my chest tightened more than it should have revealing what was more than resentme
Demi's pov I grabbed the phone instantly, moving away from where I was next to Eros and I saw his eyes follow my movements as my shaky fingers slid over the screen, another message popped in. You ran away landing right in the territory of whom you are supposed to kill the? You are a Queen now, aren't you? Mated to the king, prancing around in outfits and you have forgotten about your first mate, your first love, me.... I stared at the letters, re-reading the words that they formed and I couldn't believe my eyes. I couldn't grasp what it was he was talking about and why he was acting like we were on good terms and he didn't try to kill me at any chance he got. I took in a deep breath, eyes glued to the screen as Harlyn tried to calm me as well. I had a lot of questions, a lot of thoughts ran through my mind and I so desperately wanted to steady myself not to give off the feeling that I was in danger. "Is anything the matter Bambi?" I had failed in that aspect as my reaction c
Demi’s pov I jumped slightly at the comment turning around immediately to be welcomed by the delectable scent of the person before me, amused green eyes connected with mine, a gaze from him turning my insides into mush and a trail of butterflies bursting in my belly. "Your ma-Eros." I breathed out as he straightened up, his gaze not leaving mine as he sat next to me but giving a considerable distance, "What are you doing here?" Eros didn't answer me because his gaze was still transfixed on my form, I watched as he took in a sharp intake of air, the rhythm of his chest when he blinked and opened his eyes again. He sneezed when he pulled closer to me, his fingers reaching out to graze my forehead before he crooked one to trail across where some loose strands fell. The smile on his face warmed me when he pulled in, bringing his face so close to mine. "Bambi." He groaned loud enough for us both to hear, but low enough to keep from whomever it was that would pass, "You are breathtakin
Demi's pov There was something about tonight that was magical.It wasn't the dazzling outfit that I had put on or the glimmer of the hall room from the event nor the ladies who were gorgeous, gracing the ball room.It wasn't all that.What was magical was different and it was a first.For the first time in my life, something enchanting was pointed at me, in my direction and it exuded from me affirming my thoughts.It was confidence.For the first time in my life, I had experienced confidence and the foreign yet comfortable feel settled within me rearing its presence in me announcing that it was here to stay.I first experienced it when I gazed upon my reflection in the mirror after dousing myself in perfume while Bopha had finished dressing me up.I had gazed upon myself, the urge to talk down on myself was gone and my tongue was coated with just positive words while my fingers clutched to the purse housing my phone that matched the outfit.Bopha was happier tha
Eros's pov My fingers tightened around the champagne flute instead of where I wanted them which was Dmitri's neck. I knew I would enjoy snuffing the very life out of him before cremating his body for daring to place a hand on my mate's shoulder. He looked like the happiest man in the world with a wide smile on his face as he chatted with her by his side, introducing her to who cared to look his way as his girlfriend. I hated him so much that I wanted to ruin his face with my fist before making my wolf take out his own wolf as my wolf felt every bit worse than I did. My Bambi on the other hand was easily the most stunning woman in the room. From the moment she walked in, in one of the dinner gowns I had gotten for her when we went shopping, I haven't been able to take my eyes off her. My staring at her was often interrupted by a small talk from others and Dmitri standing before her but she was too glorious to have my attention taken away from her even with the