Shit, what do we do now? I looked at Nate, who seemed to be amused by my panic. Call me a prude but I didn’t really want my parents walking in on me groping the King. “Serena, relax. Sophia and John are out there, occupying your parents” Nate walked towards me and ran his hands down my arms, trying to soothe me. “Who the hell are Sophia and John?!” He had told me their names like they were supposed to mean something. Nate laughed. “They are two warriors from the Royal Court, they are also Joe’s parents”. I began to realise I had only ever met one member of Nate’s pack, Miss White. “Why are they out there?” I had only ever seen Nate on his own or with academy faculty. I started to wonder why this King never had his advisors around. “Royal Pack warriors are always around. You just never see them. Clearly you have tunnel vision” Nate winked at me, before turning to the shower. I suddenly realised I hadn’t responded to my p
“You’re not moving from that specific spot?” Nate chuckled as he raised an eyebrow. “That’s right, one of you better start talking.” I demanded. Nate’s eyes burned deep into my skull, before he turned to my parents flashing them a smile. “Claire, Tom, excuse me”. Nate strode towards me and wrapped his arm around my hips, before throwing me over his shoulder. “Nate, you better put me down right now or I’ll-“ I begun to shout, slapping his back. “Please, follow me” Nate politely asked my parents, as if he didn’t have me flicking his ear trying to get me to put him down. After pulling my dress down, he placed his hand on my ass to make sure my dress didn’t ride back up. He then nodded for my parents to follow him as he carried me through the gigantic steel doors. I could hear my parents laughing at Nate’s way of handling me, behind. “Welcome to your future home, little mate” Nate whispered. I calmed on his shoulder for a moment
My mothers eyes met mine, as she began to tell her story. “Do you remember the young girl I used to tell you about?” My mothers tone sounded hopeful. I thought back to the stories of the fae my mum told me as a child, remembering the story of an 19 year old girl named Clarissa. Clarissa was the princess of the fae island, Midsummer, and she was next in line for the throne. Midsummer was in the north of the fae realm and often found itself clashing with Betwixt. The Queen’s of the islands could never agree with how the realm should be governed and things often got heated between the pair. The Queen of Midsummer believed in equality and she didn’t believe in ranks. She also didn’t agree with the war between the werewolves, believing fae and wolves should be able to live peacefully and even mate, if they choose too. However, the Queen of Betwixt believed fae should be ranked by the abilities they possess. She was also determined the finish her mother’s, Amoura, fight with
Did I really just create an actual hole… in the ground? As I turned back to face the view of the broken field, my body froze as it became clear the earthquake wasn’t a figment of my imagination, but was instead the result of my anger. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, feeling overwhelmed by the days revelations. 3 weeks ago I was just a girl from Manchester, going to a human college and setting off the fire alarms to get out of classes. Today, I stand in the middle of a field that I found in my dreams, with the, supposedly ruthless but I would argue infuriating was the more appropriate word, King as my mate. My mother was a fae and I was a princess to a Kingdom I thought my mother had made up as a bedtime story. Oh, and I was supposed to save that kingdom… with my mate… the King. This was all too much. “What the hell, Serena?” My mother yelled. “Serena” my father gasped “what happened?” Warriors had started to surround the ar
“I absolutely am” I retort, attempting to shut my door behind me. Nate’s eyes narrowed at me, as his face filled with anger. He quickly places his bear-sized hand on the door, halting the door from closing. He takes a step closer, challenging me. His proximity created an intimidating but intimate feeling between us. I feel my body tense up being so close to him. Nate shot me a warning look. “Get changed, now”. His voice was quiet but demanding. The nerve of this man caused me to automatically roll my eyes. Conscious of Maddie sleeping only metres away, I turned to him. “Nate, get a grip. Maddie is sleeping, I’m not getting changed” and with that, I forced the door shut. Sooner or later he had to learn I wouldn’t just submit to his orders. His eyebrows furrow at me. “Let’s go.” I said, before practically skipping down the corridor. I should probably reign in my enthusiasm for winning the challenge between Nate and I. I could faintly hear John somew
I giggled at Nate’s possessive tone. “I love the sound of that” I replied. I couldn’t wait to be truly mated with Nate. I hated not being able to shout from the rooftops that he was mine. “I don’t want to keep it a secret that you’re my mate” I blurted out. Nate chuckled at my confession. “Then we won’t” he smiled. “But we need to wait for you to access your Wolf first, before I can mark you” Nate sighed. “But your mother said once you made your decision, your Wolf would come through so hopefully that will be any day now”. Nate’s optimistic tone made me smile. I was hoping to meet my Wolf soon. I felt like a part of me was missing and she was the missing piece. Currently I’m a werewolf without a Wolf and a Fae without knowledge or control over her abilities. What a shit storm… “I hope so, I feel as though I’m incomplete waiting for her to connect with me” I responded, sadness evident in my voice. Nate turned to me, cupping my cheeks in his hands. “She’ll come soon
I knocked on Nate’s door, before entering. He was sat lent back in his chair, watching me sheepishly walk into the room. His eyebrows were raised as he wore an amused expression. I rolled my eyes. “Wipe that look off your face”. “Really, princess? I leave you alone for-” he looked down at his watch, checking the time “35 minutes? Did you miss me already?” He taunted. I scoffed. “That cousin of-” “Second cousin” Nate corrected. “Whatever. I’m convinced she’s satan in disguise”. I proclaimed. Nate sighed. “What did she do this time?” Nate rubbed his forehead as he lent forward. “She screamed in a young girls face, demanding that she moved so Betty could sit her ‘Royal’ ass down”. As the words left my mouth, they sounded almost unbelievable. “Nate, the girl looked no older than 14 and she was all alone. And not to bring up an obvious point, but this isn’t the first time Betty has pulled a stunt like this. You only have to mention her name to the school students to
I dragged my feet down the academy halls, wishing I was still spending the morning with Nate rather than heading to history. But Nate had promised we would go away for the weekend if I kept my attendance high, so it was truly a no-brainer. The opportunity to spend 3 days alone with Nate was worth the mundane college classes. I wonder where we will go? I hope it’s somewhere secluded and private, somewhere no one can disturb us and I can stay in his arms every second. Somewhere we didn’t have to hide our fate. I suddenly remembered our conversation this morning. Nate said he would announce we were mated at the social tonight. I wonder what people will think? After this mornings performance with Betty, maybe people will think I’m a trouble marker and not fit to assist in leading the pack? I still had a long way to go in my training and truthfully, I wasn’t anywhere near ready to take on the responsibilities that came with being mated to Nate. I hadn’t even started my fae