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
Demi's pov The whip cracked against my bare back, an excruciating pain cascaded through me.I pressed my lips close forcing back the agonizing whimper from the burning sensation on my palms and knees. The heat from the hot coals I was atop burned my skin as Nina repeatedly brought the whip down on me, bruising my back greater than it was already.I couldn't cry out for help nor could I show any sign of pain as it would increase my punishment and you might wonder what punishment could be worse than this. A punishment worse than this would be seeing my baby brother in this exact position as I am because I defied their orders.And currently I could hear his cries as he screamed, rolling on the ground in attempts to get to me but he was being held back by the guards who were busy laughing at his misery.Demi, I am sorry, He mindlinked me and I looked up to make eye contact with him. A tear slid from my eye down my cheek as I could see the regret in his eyes as bro
Demi's pov I had the coffee ready as soon as I could and all the while I was at it, I couldn't help but shudder all through as I could feel the anger radiating from him through the flicker of bond we shared. I took the coffee to his office, steadying my trembling hands as I knocked, and the moment I heard him grunt for me to come in. I wrapped my fingers around the door handle, twisted it, and gently pushed at the door letting myself in before closing it behind me. I stood there for a moment watching him, transfixed at how amazing he looked. He had blonde hair that was thick and lush with dark eyes that always had me captivated even if he only ever showed anger through them towards me all the time. His head was bent over the table and he was looking at some papers and I swallowed hard at the thought of if he had accepted me. I would have been bringing him coffee and he would welcome me with a warm smile. He would hug me like he does with Nina and drop kisse
Demi's pov My broken wrists were healing while Harris's health was ailing and I had nothing more to do than to cry which is what I have done over the past years. Cry, cry, and cry again without thinking of a solution to my issues and there was no solution in sight even if I tried to think.I couldn't run away, where would I run to? Neither could I work to gain money for his health, where would I work? I was a designated slave here.I was a mere pack slave, a weak omega who went through the same process of torture every day of her life while trying to fend for her brother and I feared dearly that this is what things would be like for us for the rest of our lives.I winced as the blisters on my palms ached when I held onto the brush to scrub the grounds, they burned with a fiery intensity that heightened my pain.My heart wasn't where I was at the moment, it was where Haris was in our room and I wondered and worried about his condition since I wasn't there to check