That night, Thomas and his friends held a mini celebration. I didn’t recognize their faces because it’s all foreign to me. He summoned me to stay in my room, and that I should not get out of there. I obeyed his order with pleasure because I don’t want to go downstairs and meet his friends anyways.However, they were too loud. I couldn’t sleep. My eyes feel heavy, still, I couldn’t sleep in the comfort of my bed. The door flew open, and I smelled Thomas’s signature perfume and the heat of his gaze. He walks towards me in heavy footsteps before locking the door in my room.I sat up straight and pull up my bedsheet, glaring at him. “What are you doing in my room?”He smirked. “This is my house. Am I not allowed?”“Yeah, but you’re supposed to sleep in your room, which, is next to mine.”“Who says I’m sleeping?” He laughed erotically. I don’t know if he’s tipsy or drunk. I couldn’t imagine him being drunk because he doesn’t look like the alcohol will devour him. Or possibly, he intention
James put down his camera and sighed. “Sir, can you turn the corner of your lips upward? Give us a smile, please.” James smiled at him and nodded at me. “Please help your husband have a comfortable position, Miss Margareth. Thank you.”I heaved a deep sigh and looked at Thomas angrily. “I thought you wanted them to think we’re in love. What are you doing right now, Thomas?”“What?” He acts as if he doesn’t know what I’m telling him. “I’m already in this fucking weird position, Margs. What do you want me to do?”“Smile, Thomas! I just knew based on the crew’s faces that they were terrified to take a picture of you, because you look like you’re killing them in the head!”“You’re right. I wanted to. They were looking at you way too intensely.” He murmured, but I could hear it because we were close to each other. “What the hell? Of course, they do! They’re photographers, Thomas! They’re going to analyze my stance, my position, and angle!”“Shut up. I could hear their thoughts right now.”
I didn't notice I fell asleep in the other room and woke up because my mouth ran dry. As I was on my way towards the kitchen, I saw an illuminating light coming from a room. The door was open, and inside of it, I saw and heard my husband and his beta having a deep conversation."Your Highness, there are more rebels captured in the pack. I hate to admit this, but they are getting out of hand. How long do you plan to stay in this resort?" Beta Caleb explained to his boss, his eyebrow scrunching while showing the screen of his iPad.I was curious and hid in the wall. They were too immersed in their talk that they didn't notice me. On the screen of the iPad, I peeked and saw a raging fire in the Blue Moon Kingdom pack!What the hell?! Why are they protesting?! There were holding placards and torches, even a child was holding a placard while carrying his cat.Poor baby..."How many rebels are captured last night?" Thomas asked in a dangerous voice."Two hundred and twenty, boss.""Damn it!
I don't want to be rude to him, so I let him do whatever he wants to do. Besides, he said that he's a tourist so he must be paying to stay in this resort. He removed his shirt and dove on the pool while I was enjoying the shade of sunlight sitting on my pool lounger."I know who you are," I heard Michel's voice while he wraps his arms around the gutter of the pool. Glancing at him through my sunglasses, I furrowed my eyebrows. He continues speaking. "You are the future Queen of the Blue Moon Kingdom," he noted and nodded at me. I guess everyone knows that, huh."As the future queen, do you know your role and responsibilities?" he asked a random question. I bit my lower lip and think about his question. "Of course, I know.""Tell me, then," he challenged me."Uhm, serve my husband by learning how to cook in the kitchen. Provide emotional well-being to him as he is stressed with managing the pack and - " He cuts me off with a laugh. I was insulted! "It's clear that you don't know
"Who sent these bouquets, Cina?" I asked the head handmaiden in front of me. I was lying in the comfort of my bed. It has been three days since that rebel attacked me. My husband has been busy the past few days reporting to the pack that our wedding day will be moved.I could not even stand. My body felt so sore after Michel attacked me. I'm only using a wheelchair if I want to stroll around the resort, with Cina nursing me."It was from Your Highness Thomas, miss. How sweet of him!"I smiled bitterly at the old lady and laughed. "Really?"She looks confused. "Why? Aren't you fond of white lily flowers, miss?" Cina asked me. I chuckled at her, "I love any color as long as it's lilies, but I am more fond of yellow lilies.""Hmmm, maybe Your Highness Thomas doesn't know about that."I was about to reply when my husband stayed inside the room. "Yellow lilies, you say?" He whispered and put the bouquet of yellow lilies. I saw Beta Caleb coming inside after him and putting another five!Fi
My schedule has been so hectic for preparing the wedding. I was busy commanding the handmaidens for the bouquet and all things. The list of tasks seemed endless: finalizing the menu with the caterers, choosing the perfect music playlist, and ensuring every detail of the decoration matched our theme. Amidst all this, I had to find time for dress fittings and makeup trials. "Your bride looks so beautiful, Your Highness," the wedding coordinator remarked, her voice echoing in the opulent fitting room. As I stepped out, Thomas's gaze met mine, a look of sheer admiration etched on his face. His jaw moved, his eyes fixed on mine, and my heart leaped for a second. "Yes, she is," Thomas replied, his voice a mixture of pride and affection. In the background, I heard Beta Caleb's light scoff. "Is this the last gown?" he asked to the sales lady. Her cheeks flushed and nodded at the beta. "We will take it." Thomas declared with a decisive air. He adjusted his tie and rose from the couch, his
"Is it true, Tanya?" I pressed, my voice trembling slightly. My stepsister stood before me, her eyes wide and shimmering with unshed tears."Of course not, Margareth! I swear it isn't true! How could you think that of me? You're not just a stepsister to me, and you know that! You are my sister in every way that matters," she whispered back, her voice cracking under the weight of emotion. A flicker of hope sparked in my eyes, brightening them. "Really?" "O-Of course, Margs. Remember those times we twirled in front of the mirror, laughing until our stomachs hurt? Goddess, how I miss those moments!" Her whisper was a gentle brushstroke of the memory.My eyes watered as I looked at her. "I miss you.""I miss you too, sister. Look at you, all grown up," she said, her gaze sweeping over me.As she neared, her eyes flicked briefly to Thomas, who still held a protective grip on me.She dipped her head respectfully at him. "Lycan King Thomas..." she whispered, her tone imbued with a mixture
Thomas locked me inside a room for the entire day. He claimed it was safer for me to remain there while he dealt with the rogues outside, eliminating them one by one, and attending to our guests.I remained in my wedding gown, sitting on the comfortable cushion in our room, staring out the window. Below, I could witness the fury of the rogue attack.They ruined our wedding."Cina!" I shouted as I saw the head handmaiden entering my room."Where is my husband?! Has he returned?!" I asked immediately, grabbing her shoulders. She heaved a deep sigh and looked at me with concern. "Queen Margareth, please be patient. His Highness Thomas will return once he has settled the dispute with the rogues.""But it's been three hours since he left, Cina! I can't just stay here and do nothing!""Your Highness, he will be alright," she whispered calmly.I found it impossible to remain as calm as she was!"We can't be certain of that! Please, Cina, let me go out and see my husband!"Cina shook her head.
Thomas locked me inside a room for the entire day. He claimed it was safer for me to remain there while he dealt with the rogues outside, eliminating them one by one, and attending to our guests.I remained in my wedding gown, sitting on the comfortable cushion in our room, staring out the window. Below, I could witness the fury of the rogue attack.They ruined our wedding."Cina!" I shouted as I saw the head handmaiden entering my room."Where is my husband?! Has he returned?!" I asked immediately, grabbing her shoulders. She heaved a deep sigh and looked at me with concern. "Queen Margareth, please be patient. His Highness Thomas will return once he has settled the dispute with the rogues.""But it's been three hours since he left, Cina! I can't just stay here and do nothing!""Your Highness, he will be alright," she whispered calmly.I found it impossible to remain as calm as she was!"We can't be certain of that! Please, Cina, let me go out and see my husband!"Cina shook her head.
"Is it true, Tanya?" I pressed, my voice trembling slightly. My stepsister stood before me, her eyes wide and shimmering with unshed tears."Of course not, Margareth! I swear it isn't true! How could you think that of me? You're not just a stepsister to me, and you know that! You are my sister in every way that matters," she whispered back, her voice cracking under the weight of emotion. A flicker of hope sparked in my eyes, brightening them. "Really?" "O-Of course, Margs. Remember those times we twirled in front of the mirror, laughing until our stomachs hurt? Goddess, how I miss those moments!" Her whisper was a gentle brushstroke of the memory.My eyes watered as I looked at her. "I miss you.""I miss you too, sister. Look at you, all grown up," she said, her gaze sweeping over me.As she neared, her eyes flicked briefly to Thomas, who still held a protective grip on me.She dipped her head respectfully at him. "Lycan King Thomas..." she whispered, her tone imbued with a mixture
My schedule has been so hectic for preparing the wedding. I was busy commanding the handmaidens for the bouquet and all things. The list of tasks seemed endless: finalizing the menu with the caterers, choosing the perfect music playlist, and ensuring every detail of the decoration matched our theme. Amidst all this, I had to find time for dress fittings and makeup trials. "Your bride looks so beautiful, Your Highness," the wedding coordinator remarked, her voice echoing in the opulent fitting room. As I stepped out, Thomas's gaze met mine, a look of sheer admiration etched on his face. His jaw moved, his eyes fixed on mine, and my heart leaped for a second. "Yes, she is," Thomas replied, his voice a mixture of pride and affection. In the background, I heard Beta Caleb's light scoff. "Is this the last gown?" he asked to the sales lady. Her cheeks flushed and nodded at the beta. "We will take it." Thomas declared with a decisive air. He adjusted his tie and rose from the couch, his
"Who sent these bouquets, Cina?" I asked the head handmaiden in front of me. I was lying in the comfort of my bed. It has been three days since that rebel attacked me. My husband has been busy the past few days reporting to the pack that our wedding day will be moved.I could not even stand. My body felt so sore after Michel attacked me. I'm only using a wheelchair if I want to stroll around the resort, with Cina nursing me."It was from Your Highness Thomas, miss. How sweet of him!"I smiled bitterly at the old lady and laughed. "Really?"She looks confused. "Why? Aren't you fond of white lily flowers, miss?" Cina asked me. I chuckled at her, "I love any color as long as it's lilies, but I am more fond of yellow lilies.""Hmmm, maybe Your Highness Thomas doesn't know about that."I was about to reply when my husband stayed inside the room. "Yellow lilies, you say?" He whispered and put the bouquet of yellow lilies. I saw Beta Caleb coming inside after him and putting another five!Fi
I don't want to be rude to him, so I let him do whatever he wants to do. Besides, he said that he's a tourist so he must be paying to stay in this resort. He removed his shirt and dove on the pool while I was enjoying the shade of sunlight sitting on my pool lounger."I know who you are," I heard Michel's voice while he wraps his arms around the gutter of the pool. Glancing at him through my sunglasses, I furrowed my eyebrows. He continues speaking. "You are the future Queen of the Blue Moon Kingdom," he noted and nodded at me. I guess everyone knows that, huh."As the future queen, do you know your role and responsibilities?" he asked a random question. I bit my lower lip and think about his question. "Of course, I know.""Tell me, then," he challenged me."Uhm, serve my husband by learning how to cook in the kitchen. Provide emotional well-being to him as he is stressed with managing the pack and - " He cuts me off with a laugh. I was insulted! "It's clear that you don't know
I didn't notice I fell asleep in the other room and woke up because my mouth ran dry. As I was on my way towards the kitchen, I saw an illuminating light coming from a room. The door was open, and inside of it, I saw and heard my husband and his beta having a deep conversation."Your Highness, there are more rebels captured in the pack. I hate to admit this, but they are getting out of hand. How long do you plan to stay in this resort?" Beta Caleb explained to his boss, his eyebrow scrunching while showing the screen of his iPad.I was curious and hid in the wall. They were too immersed in their talk that they didn't notice me. On the screen of the iPad, I peeked and saw a raging fire in the Blue Moon Kingdom pack!What the hell?! Why are they protesting?! There were holding placards and torches, even a child was holding a placard while carrying his cat.Poor baby..."How many rebels are captured last night?" Thomas asked in a dangerous voice."Two hundred and twenty, boss.""Damn it!
James put down his camera and sighed. “Sir, can you turn the corner of your lips upward? Give us a smile, please.” James smiled at him and nodded at me. “Please help your husband have a comfortable position, Miss Margareth. Thank you.”I heaved a deep sigh and looked at Thomas angrily. “I thought you wanted them to think we’re in love. What are you doing right now, Thomas?”“What?” He acts as if he doesn’t know what I’m telling him. “I’m already in this fucking weird position, Margs. What do you want me to do?”“Smile, Thomas! I just knew based on the crew’s faces that they were terrified to take a picture of you, because you look like you’re killing them in the head!”“You’re right. I wanted to. They were looking at you way too intensely.” He murmured, but I could hear it because we were close to each other. “What the hell? Of course, they do! They’re photographers, Thomas! They’re going to analyze my stance, my position, and angle!”“Shut up. I could hear their thoughts right now.”
That night, Thomas and his friends held a mini celebration. I didn’t recognize their faces because it’s all foreign to me. He summoned me to stay in my room, and that I should not get out of there. I obeyed his order with pleasure because I don’t want to go downstairs and meet his friends anyways.However, they were too loud. I couldn’t sleep. My eyes feel heavy, still, I couldn’t sleep in the comfort of my bed. The door flew open, and I smelled Thomas’s signature perfume and the heat of his gaze. He walks towards me in heavy footsteps before locking the door in my room.I sat up straight and pull up my bedsheet, glaring at him. “What are you doing in my room?”He smirked. “This is my house. Am I not allowed?”“Yeah, but you’re supposed to sleep in your room, which, is next to mine.”“Who says I’m sleeping?” He laughed erotically. I don’t know if he’s tipsy or drunk. I couldn’t imagine him being drunk because he doesn’t look like the alcohol will devour him. Or possibly, he intention
“You’re insane!” The other woman laughed at her friend. I heaved a deep sigh and went outside the cubicle when I heard their heels clicking away. Not only the maids in the mansion, but those women pity my situation, too.I reapply my lipstick and plump my lips more, looking at the reflection in my mirror. Does it really reflect on my facial expression? Do I look that gloomy? I hate it more when people pity me.I was about to go out in the comfort room when a familiar face from my pack appeared in my sight. I gasped when I saw her. “M-Megan…”She was waiting for me outside, and when she saw the signal, she immediately grabbed my hair and started walking. “Hey!” I screamed at her, pushing her hands off from my ponytail.“What the hell, Megan!” I shouted because she keeps on grabbing my hair as we walked. Megan is way too powerful than me so she could drag me anywhere she wants.“Megan! Stop!” Damn it. We already acquired too much attention from the people around us. Some were eyeing an