HAZELThe mail is just about to leave when I get there, and the only person working is an older man with a stern look in his eyes. “Why are you just coming? Don’t you know the times? I almost left.” He says, and I look away. “I’m sorry, I had to send this, but I’m supposed to be at the hospital, and I feel so week.” I tell him, and the look in his eyes change to pity, and he sighs, collecting the envelope from me. “Well. I suppose I can do this one quickly. I’ll just record it when I get back.” He says, and a grin comes up to my lips. Since I am no longer going to be working as one of the maids in the pack house, regardless of what King Arnold replies with, I go back to the pack hospital to finish with my treatment. I had to come up with something that made them allow me to go, but to make sure I stay on intensive bed rest and good food. Ha! As if there’s anything like that for me there. If I’m going to do anything, I’ll spend my money on getting better and look for new way
HAZELGoing to the border through the west feels more like a nightmare more than anything, because I obviously underestimated the distance. I have almost been at the border once, and that was because I was sent on an errand, but now, I feel like I’m going to pass out. I must have gone far enough. Why did I ask King Arnold to make his people wait for me at the border of the West when they could have just waited to pick me at a good distance from the pack house? Another problem I’ve put myself in because I did not think it through. Due to the fact that I’m still somewhat weak, I take my time, and it takes me a little over a day to get to the border. The border goes into a forest that serves as a form of land separation, and as I’m about to go through, three huge wolves jump at me, and I can’t help the scream that escapes my mouth as I land on the ground. Clutching my bag tightly, I watch the werewolves move around me, each one sniffing before stepping back, as if to regard me. Tha
HAZELThe sun streams in through the windows, and one of the maids is already adjusting the curtains. I open my eyes, wondering where I am, and the events come rushing back to me. Of course, the palace of the kingdom of the North. Everything here feels so unreal. “Rise and shine, your majesty! Good morning, miss!” The maid says, and I give her a small smile. I keep on forgetting her name. “Good morning.” I stretch out my arms. “What is your name again?” “It’s Fiona, ma’am. Your bath water would be ready soon. Do you want any extra things added to it?” Fiona asks me, and I shake my head, not even liking the fact that there are people preparing what I would take my bath in in the first place. “I am perfectly capable of preparing my own bath water, Fiona, so don’t worry about it.” I tell her, and he eyes widen, like I’ve said something rude. “No, that is what we’re here for. To ensure that everything goes on as smoothly for you as possible.” Fiona tells me and starts aski
HAZELThe morning goes on the way it usually does. It's so unproblematic to the point that I always know what to expect regardless. Maybe something might happen like Fiona showing up without a few snacks for me to much on, but that's just about it all. Have I said that I love the peace and quiet here yet? Well I do, and it is not just that. There's fresh air too. I read some trauma books, and I thought that my brain would play tricks on me by making me miss my bullies. "As if that would happen." I mutter as I get out of bed, responding to Fiona's greetings. I have been watching television nonstop, and it takes out of my sleeping time. "Miss, you fell asleep watching the television again. Shall I come here and put it out for you every night?" Fiona asks me, and I shake my head. "That was my mistake, but thank you for doing that for me. You're too kind." I tell Fiona who chuckles and tells me that she's just doing her job. There is a knock on the door and I ask the person
HAZEL "So as for where we are going, it's a surprise." He says, offering me his arm. "But I promise you'll love it. We are going to walk, though." I raise an eyebrow skeptically but decide to go along with it. After all, what's life without a little spontaneity? As long as it's nothing like what went on in the pack house. As we walk through the streets of the kingdom, I can't help but marvel at the sights and sounds around me. This place looks great, and although I've been out to cities before, but this has a more modern look and feel to it. "So, Arnold." I say, breaking the silence as we make our way down a crowded street. "Please tell me something else about yourself. What do you like? What do you dislike?" He thinks for a moment, his brow furrowing in concentration. "Well, I love music." He finally says. "Sometimes I play the guitar in my free time, which isn't a lot, but still, and I'm a huge fan of desserts." I nod, mentally filing away this new piece of information
ARNOLDEvery moment with Hazel feels like a dream come true. From the moment we first met, I knew there was something special about her, save for the fact that she was my mate, I knew that there was something else— something that drew me to her soul like a magnet. And now, as we stroll hand in hand through the palace gardens, bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, I can't help but feel like the luckiest werewolf alive. Sure, being king is hard enough, but there’s something about Hazel. The way she speaks, her laughter and everything. I want to know everything about her, but that will happen in due time, but now, this is what we can do. I got up this morning and asked for all my duties for the day to be shifted to the rest of the week. I had so much fun with Hazel a few days ago, so why wouldn’t I want to do it again? Work can wait when it comes to my lovely mate. The gardens are alive with color and fragrance, and the air filled with the wonderful smell of the flowers and the
ETHANI set out early to go and meet Hazel, apparently, she was in trouble and I want to go and help her. My brother didn’t tell me much, but regardless, I pick out a particular set of clothes to make sure I win her heart, and ensure that I will going to make sure she knows that I am always going to there for her. The drive to the town starts as I set the way with a lot of thoughts parading my mind. This is a surprise visit, Hazel never asked me to come, and maybe she is just shy, but after Arnold told me that Hazel was with him, I made my decision. I put on music to make the drive less boring and to take myself away from my mind. Stopping at a local store, I asked the guards to tell Hazel likes, I got her a lot of things, ranging from food items to accessories.- I got to the pack and everywhere looked a little different, driving into the castle made things better. When I got out and embraced my brother, the driver went on to park and we started talking. But then I remember why I
HAZELAs I sleep in my room. I can't help but wonder why Ethan came here. I know what he said and all but he should not have. He is creating a disruption to what I have going on with Arnold. "Hey, Hazel. Are you awake?" I hear a knock on my door and it opens. The voice doesn't register in my head. "Yes, who is it? Arnold? Is that you?" I ask, joy filling me. As I am about to stand up to go meet him, the voice responded. "Stop calling his name. Why are you so intrigued by him?" Ethan complains. "I care about you more than he does, just so you know." "I didn't know who it was, he has been the one here with me for a very long time now, who else would I assume would come down to my suite?" I shout back at Ethan. "What do you want? Did you just come here to yell at me when I am trying to get some sleep?" "No, no. I'm sorry, I just wanted to talk to about something before you went to sleep. " Ethan says. "Can it wait till tomorrow? Or are you leaving yet?" "This night?