“So where are the dungeons kept, anyway?” I asked Nate, as I swung our interlaced fingers back and forth in excitement. I wasn’t excited about questioning the rogue, more like where we were off too afterwards. I was however, intrigued to find out what the rogue had to say and if he could provide us any more information that would help us locate Skylar. We took a steady pace back toward the castle, too steady for my liking. I was practically skipping against the white gravel, eager to begin our trip, but Nate continued to take peaceful strides and restricting me from pacing ahead without him. Not that I would, but only because I didn’t know exactly where we were going. He gently squeezed my hand, silently instructing me to steady my pace. “It’s not far from home. You’ll soon see”. The vagueness in his voice causes my eyebrows to furrow whilst cocking my head to look up at him, to which he chuckles in response. “Let’s just say it’s in a safe place. Only the Royal family and the truste
“Dead? How the hell can he be dead!” Jacques hissed in irritation as he stormed through the cell entrance. “He was perfectly alive last night!” Jacques observed the rogue, looking for any sign of life. Clearly, he didn’t find any because moments later he threw his hands in the air in exasperation as he turned to Nate. Nate clenched his jaw and gritted his teeth, a deadly expression took over his face. If I didn’t know him better, I would be petrified to make eye contact. “Xavier, explain” he spoke to the warrior behind me. His voice was calm and low, but there was a dangerous tint that promised to take over if he didn’t get the answer he wanted. As the guard stepped forward from behind me, Nate lifted from his knees and stood straight. Towering over all of us, he folded his arms across his chest whilst he watched the warrior, Xavier, with an expression cold enough to send shivers down my spine. If the dungeons were enchanted and only those most trusted or were a member of the royal
30 minutes later we had arrived at an airport, to my surprise. I was certain wherever Nate was taking me was still within the UK, but as he pulled up outside a sleek black, private jet with the Amaris Moon symbol delicately painted before the wings, I realised I couldn’t have been more wrong. The flight wasn’t too long, I spent the most of the journey continuously asking Nate where we were going, hoping to break his silence. But damn, this man was dedicated to the cause. He refused to budge; telling me if I asked once more I’d build a list of spanks he owed me. However, I couldn’t help it. I was ridiculously impatient and I had a horny wolf inside my mind encouraging me. By the time the 2 hour flight was over, I’d built myself quite the number of spanks owed. Although truthfully, I’d only continued asking for that reason. Joel and his men sat on the far end of the jet, allowing Nate and I to have some form of alone time on the sofa further up. The black suede sofa had been big enoug
Almost half an hour after driving through the town, we were driving onto the estate and I was clutching Nate’s hand as hard as possible, certain if I let go then I would wake up from the dream. A bed of magnolias laid behind the cypress trees, before folding out into a white, brick path. Two white pillars stood side-by-side at the large, white door, complimenting the peach exterior perfectly. White, wooden shutters were stretched open to all 6 windows facing the lake. But in the top, left corner of the villa and in between two windows, stood a white wooden door which led out onto a beautiful, black, metallic balcony which was covered in pink peonies. “I feel like I need to pinch myself” I told Nate as he guided me out of the car. Smirking, he shook his head and lent down to my ear. “If you think you’re dreaming now, wait until I get you in bed in a minute”. Goosebumps ran down my neck as I shuddered in delight. My heartbeat began to rise as a heat formed between my legs. Goddess, I
Wrapped in Nate’s abnormally large, tattooed arms, in the blissful mahogany bed, I couldn’t have felt more content. As the back of my head rested against Nate’s bare chest, the drum of his heartbeat sounded like my favourite song. I didn’t know it was possible to be this happy, never in my wildest dreams had I imagined I would end up with a mate like Nate. Months ago, I doubted I even had a mate and yet, here I am, in the Wolf King’s hold. The room we resided in was beautifully simple, with white plush carpets and a vintage, mahogany dresser against the back wall. A candle, waterfall chandelier fell from the ceiling, directly above Nate and I. Beside the door stood an antique, French wardrobe with the Amaris symbol hand carved along the top, complimented with a full length mirror on either door frame. To my right, stood double white, wooden doors that led out to a wide, spacious balcony. It was perfect. It was classic, vintage. I loved the modern interior back home, but the decor he
The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky, as golden fingers of sunlight forced itself beyond the linen curtains and lit up our bedroom. Squinting my eyes at the direct hit, I shuffle in my place against a warm body, cradling me from behind. Taking a deep inhale, a vanilla essence fills my nose causing a smile to form on my lips. Reaching out my arms, I perform an unattractive stretch and let out a tired groan before spinning round and meeting two emerald diamonds. “Good morning, sleepy-head.” The corners of his lips raised as his fingers danced up and down the crook of my back. I lift my leg and wrap my thigh over Nate’s hips, before snuggling my head against his chest. “Good morning. What time is it?” “Late morning. Seems as though someone needed their sleep, you seemed exhausted when the fun had ended.” He taunted, letting out a low chuckle. I let out a soft sigh. I suddenly felt guilty for sleeping so late, it must have been boring for Nate to wait however long.
Nate’s POVTears streamed down her pretty face, puffing up those mesmerising eyes. As we bobbed up and down on the boat, her sniffles became drowned out against the crashing of water. She tucked a fallen strand of hair behind her ear and wiped away her tears, before looking up at me with her big doe eyes. I could feel my heart preparing to jump out of my chest as I eagerly awaited her response. Here I am, King of the Wolves, nervous over a girl.As bright smile crept up on her face as she suddenly threw herself onto me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. “Yes! Of course I will marry you, Nate!” She cried in joy as she began to pepper my face is kisses.Chuckling at her enthusiasm, I tightened my hold around her waist and let out a sigh of relief. That was the most nerve wracking thing I had ever done.I took her left hand in my grip and carefully slide the ring on her finger. It suited her perfectly. I had chosen an aquamarine stone because it reminded me o
Serena’s POV Nate didn’t have to tell me twice, I’d been dying to drive this baby the way it deserved. It was a sports car for a reason, right? This was gonna be fun. Excitedly biting my lip, I turned to look at the road. The right hand lane was clear, no cars were coming towards us. It was the perfect chance to overtake the numerous cars in front. With a devilish smirk on my lips and one final glance in my rear-view mirror, I dropped down a gear before applying considerably more pressure to the accelerator. In the blink of an eye, we’d gone from a steady 60mph to 110 mph and I was loving every second, as adrenaline pumped through my veins. Taking the opportunity, I swerved to the other side of the road and overtook the several cars in front of me, before swerving back in front just as a car appeared to be coming head on. “Bye losers.” Leia yelled. I glanced in the rear-view to see the SUV trying to swerve in between the vehicles on the road in an desperate attempt to get closer