"Gustav?" I echoed, narrowing my eyes at him. "I've never heard of you before. What are you doing in my room?" "I'm one of your personal guards, your majesty." He replied, still looking apologetic. "I'm supposed to be on duty right outside your door." "I see." I muttered, feeling a little embarrassed at my outburst. "I'm sorry for shouting at you. It's just that I had a bad dream and I'm a little disoriented." "It's alright, your highness." Gustav reassured me. "Is there anything I can do to assist you?" I shook my head, still feeling a little shaky. "No, thank you. I think I just need some time to gather my thoughts." "Very well." Gustav nodded, before turning to leave the room. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to call me." As soon as he was gone, I let out a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. What was that dream about? And why did it feel so real? I got out of bed and walked over to the window, pulling back the curtains to let in some sunlight. Outside, I could
I sighed deeply, trying to ignore the infuriatingly smug expression on Noah's face. It wasn't the first time he had insulted me with his so-called compliments. I knew he didn't really mean them, but that didn't make them any less irritating. "I wish you wouldn't call me that," I replied, keeping my tone as neutral as possible. "You know I don't like it." Noah chuckled, a sound that grated on my nerves. "What, 'your highness'?" he said. "But you are my mate, my queen. Don't you think you deserve a little respect?" I rolled my eyes. He was mocking me and it was very intent. I hated it when he was all smug. He was too arrogant, and oh goddess, i hated him so much. I hated seeing his handsome face, As I looked at him, I couldn't help but notice the way his dark hair was slicked back, revealing the sharp angles of his face. His skin was bronzed and seemed to glow in the light, as if he had just returned from a tropical vacation. His tall frame towered over me, and I couldn't help but
The sudden darkness that ruled the night had cleared off but my mind was still very stormy. A cold breeze whipped through the night, sending a shiver down my spine. I was by my window in my room, that overlooked a fair share of the kingdom, one of the many places that reminded me of my current predicament. I couldn't help but wonder how I had ended up in this situation, mated to someone I didn't even like. And then, like a bad omen, I heard the sound of footsteps coming towards my room. I already knew who it was, and my heart sank as the door opened to reveal him standing there. "Bailey," he said with a hint of annoyance in his voice, "You always manage to be in my space.” That voice that i hated so much. That same voice that brought sparks to my chest. As much as i hated it. I turned to face him, taking in his appearance once again. His dark hair was still slicked back, and his tan skin looked even more pronounced in the moonlight. He looked as arrogant as ever, and I could fee
As I walked over to my vanity, I caught my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy from crying, but I refused to let my sadness show on the outside. I straightened my posture and looked at myself with determination. I knew that I needed to start taking action if I wanted to change my situation. I needed to find a way to break the bond between Noah and me, to be free from this loveless marriage. But how? the sky, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of sadness wash over me. Being mated to Noah was not what I wanted for myself. I missed my family, my friends, and the life I had before this forced union. My mind drifted to Nita, my best friend since childhood. She would always be there for me, no matter what. I wished she was here with me now, to offer some comfort and support. But I knew that wasn't possible. I was alone in this, with no one to turn to but myself. As I thought about my situation, a wave of determination swept over me. I couldn't just accept my fate a
As I walked down the hallway, I noticed a group of ladies huddled together, whispering and giggling. They fell silent as I approached, and I could feel their eyes on me as I passed by. I tried to ignore them, but their hushed tones made me curious. What were they talking about? Was it about me? I quickened my pace, eager to get away from their stares and their whispered gossip. But as I turned a corner, I heard one of them say, "Did you hear about Bailey? She's been forced to marry Noah. Can you imagine? Next time, she would learn to keep her mouth shut.” My heart sank. I knew I was the subject of their gossip. I felt like I was on display, like I was some sort of circus freak for them to gawk at. I could hear their laughter and their snickers as I walked away, and it made me feel small and insignificant. I was just another pawn in the game of the palace, another piece to be moved around and talked about. I longed to be back home with my family and friends, where I was accepted f
The red liquid swirled around in my crystal clear glass as I stared into the horizon from my spot at the window. The red hue of my drink caught my eye and I chuckled lightly. From here, it looked just like blood,but blood wasn't as tasty as this was. Although there were a few creatures that would blatantly disagree. Why would a werewolf or vampire even drink blood?. I actually chuckled as I sipped on my drink. I couldn't remember the last time I stood to gaze out the window. Even while growing up, it only ever happened on rare occasions, after the incident. The incident that changed everything. But in the span of three days, the window sill had become my close companion. I'd pondered on issues, well just one major issue and somehow, I always got clarity after everything. If I wasn't careful, he'd be next in line to replace Eric. My ears twitched, cutting my monologue short. I whirled around immediately, my back against the window. The dining area was shrouded in darkness, but I co
But I didn't back down. Instead, I glared at him, feeling a sense of satisfaction in seeing his calm facade break. "I'm tired of you threatening me, Noah. I won't stand for it anymore. I may have been forced to marry you, but that doesn't give you the right to treat me like this." Noah stood up, his eyes blazing with anger. I could feel the tension in the air, like a storm waiting to break. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into, Bailey. You have no idea what kind of power I hold." Noah's expression twisted with anger. "What do you think you're doing, Bailey? You can't just barge in here and make demands. You're nothing but a pawn in this game, and you'd do well to remember that." His words stung, but I refused to back down. "I won't be treated like this, Noah. I'm your mate, not your servant. I demand to be treated with respect." Noah snorted, his eyes flashing with contempt. "Respect? You don't deserve respect. You're lucky to even be here. If it were up to me, I
I couldn't stop thinking about her. Her fiery spirit, her stubbornness. I had always prided myself on being in control, on being the one to call the shots. But Bailey had thrown me off balance, and I didn't know how to regain my footing. As I sat at my desk, trying to focus on the task at hand, all I could see was her face, her eyes filled with anger and defiance. And yet, there was something else there, something that made my heart skip a beat. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. This was not the time to be distracted. I had a kingdom to run, and I couldn't let my feelings for one woman cloud my judgment. But even as I tried to push her out of my mind, I couldn't deny the attraction I felt for her. Her curves, her scent, the way she moved - it all drew me in, like a moth to a flame. It was a dangerous game I was playing, one that could cost me everything. But as I sat there, lost in thought, I couldn't help but wonder - was it worth it? I knew the answer, deep down. N