All Chapters of Enchanting Royalty: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Mia’s PovOne second I was plastered against the wall and the next, I was thrown on the bed and landed with a bounce. My mind was hazy with all the pleasure radiating off my skin and Christian wasted no time in joining me on the bed, immediately taking the opportunity to hover over me. His hands rested beside my face on either side, planted on the mattress. Hot. Up close, his features were to die for. A perfectly sculpted sharp jawline and deep striking eyes that could hold me captive for hours. He was the definition of handsome and for a moment I wondered how I ended up being the mate of a Greek God himself. He was out worldly. Truly, the definition of masculinity combined with sexiness and gallons of hotness. The only problem I had right now with him was that I was lying practically naked under him and he was fully clothed. Not fair. So as Christian latched onto my neck, I started working on opening his buttons. If I'm naked, then he needs to get rid of his clothes too. My hands we

Mia's PovI wake up groggily, feeling sore all over, as if I've been through a rigorous workout session. As I stretch out, the ache seems to amplify, reminding me of the intense night before. I glance around and find Christian already awake, his gaze fixed on me with a depth of love that sends butterflies fluttering in my stomach. His eyes trace the mark he left on my neck, and I feel a blush creeping up my cheeks as memories of our passionate night flood back.Before I can hide under the sheet, Christian gently pulls them off me and showers me with tender kisses on my face. Each kiss feels like a promise of affection, and I melt into his embrace despite the soreness."We've got breakfast on the way," Christian murmurs, his voice warm and soothing. "But let's freshen up first."I blink, still trying to process the events of the night, but Christian sweeps me up in his arms before I can protest. His strength is both comforting and overwhelming as he carries me towards the bathroom."Wh

MIA'S POV“Why the hell is this so hard?” I groaned in annoyance, not being able to get the hang of this whole mind-link thing. The thought of communicating through mind was cool but it wasn't as easy as it looked like. Christian chuckled at my state which made me raise an eyebrow to challenge him. “You think it's funny?” I will not tolerate him laughing at me for something so stupid. I know, I probably looked funny trying to concentrate so earnestly. But still, he shouldn't laugh at me like that or else I would throw another tantrum. “I'm ready to bear all the tantrums you throw because you're mine,” I gaped at him. Did he just…read my thoughts again? Why this bitch! That made him laugh again. Great! Now my mate was laughing his butt off at my annoying self. “You're not annoying. I think you are the cutest, most adorable person I know,” he smiled, holding my hand. “Still, it doesn't mean you should read my thoughts now that I'm imagining you in very colorful scenarios,” he chuckled

CHRISTIAN’S POVI couldn't believe my eyes as Mia underwent her first shift beside me. It was a sudden and unexpected occurrence, but witnessing her transformation filled me with an overwhelming sense of pride. She stood before me, her once-human form now replaced by the sleek, powerful physique of a wolf. Her fur, a vibrant shade of red reminiscent of her own hair, shimmered in the moonlight, casting an enchanting glow around her."Wow, baby. You did great!" I cheered, my voice filled with genuine admiration as I watched her navigate the unfamiliar territory of her new existence. I had guided her away from the prying eyes of others, granting her the privacy she needed to acclimate to her newfound identity.Standing on her newly-formed paws, Mia stumbled slightly. Despite her momentary clumsiness, I couldn't help but chuckle affectionately at her adorable antics. But she quickly regained her composure, emitting a series of yips before unleashing a soulful howl, a clear attempt at comm

Mia's Pov"Ready?" Christian's voice broke through my reluctance, and I couldn't help but sigh, my gaze fixed on him. No, I wasn't ready to embark on this ordeal again. The shift always brought a sense of dread, the kind that could mortify. But did I have a choice? It seemed not."No, but I suppose we're not exactly spoiled for options," I muttered, a hint of frustration coloring my words. Christian's chuckle only aggravated my mood, prompting me to shoot him a sharp glare."Take off your clothes if you'd rather not see them torn to shreds," he suggested with a smirk, his gaze suggestive. The nerve of that man."Excited, are we?" I retorted, unzipping my jacket in defiance, noting the glint of anticipation in his eyes."You bet," he replied eagerly."Hmm..." I tilted my chin defiantly with a smirk playing on my lips. He could fantasize all he wanted, but I had other plans. "Well, that's too bad because that's not happening," I declared, striding behind a nearby tree to continue disrobi