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A knighted night
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Betrothed To The Rogue King   Sleepover
As I reached out again to pluck a handful of blueberries and stuff my mouth with them, I heard the bathroom door open, and I turned naturally to see what was going on. There was the Alpha King, wearing nothing but a towel which he tied casually about his waist. It looked like an intense stare would bring it falling off his huge, well-chiselled body. I tried to breathe, but a large piece of blueberry did not quite agree with me. I choked. I gasped and made choking sounds as he ran over to me and hurriedly administered the heimlich manoeuvre on me. As his body jammed into mine from behind, I should have been concentrating onthe stuck blueberry and the fact that I could literally die, but I was enjoying the hardness of the Alpha's King's body. I took in the feel of his dick as it rammed against me from the back, until the blueberry popped out of my mouth with a loud belch. I covered my mouth with my face, feeling very embarrassed. The Alpha King stayed, rubbing my back and asking repe
Betrothed To The Rogue King   Bathroom
I let the warm water glide, punch and trickle down my skin, sending shivers down my spine. One thing about me was that even on a winter morning, I would always only have cold showers. The water is extra cold tonight, because the rain I had smelled on the wind had just started falling, strafing the roof like pellets. The bathroom window above me was locked, so I reached up and opened it, letting the wind and sprays of the rain enter into the shower house. I stood for a while, before lathering over and rinsing my body off. I finally patted my body dry with a fresh towel I took off the towel stand, and applied a body night cream I saw sitting in the wall cabinet. It smelled extra fruity and delicious, and was absorbed easily by my skin, leaving me smelling really great, and my skin feeling very soft and smooth. I wore the nightwear that I had carried along with me to the bathroom, and then I stood at the mirror combing and packing my hair, covering it with the satin bonnet, and I was
Betrothed To The Rogue King   Greysons
Becky was finally getting better, and the Greysons were very excited about it. She could finally sit up, stand up and move around again. Seeing the light slowly return to her eyes and her body, brought immense joy to her parents. But along with her bette she health, came the questions; questions whose answers they were not sure of. After having left Clara's corpse without properly disposing of it they were not sure what had become of her. "But where is Clara really, Mom?" Becky asked again for the umpteenth time. The way her eyes bored into them so boldly, it seemed like they were being cross examined on the witness stand at court. "Clara is definitely in a better place, my darling." Mrs Greyson replied again, feeling irritated and deeply troubled by the question. She looked over at Mr Greyson for backup. "Yes, Dear. Clara is good and safe in a place where no harm can ever reach her." He said, smiling and nodding At Becky. When they were alone in their room at night, "You know Bec
Betrothed To The Rogue King   Heartless
When the Alpha King returned to the suite, he looked around for me before coming out to the balcony to find me. When I heard the door to the balcony click open gently, I wiped the tears on my face with the back of my hand. The Alpha King walked out and stood next to me, getting the rain drops all over him. He looked at me. I faked a smile, but he lifted my chin with his index finger gently, and looked into my eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked, having to whisper into my ears because the thunderstorm was louder than our voices. I nodded at him, but I knew he was not convinced. "Is it me?" He asked again sweetly. "Did I hurt you? Are you alright?" And I smiled at him, genuinely this time, and nodded before looking away.The rest of the hours went by very slowly. The Alpha King and I stayed up, drinking glass after glass of ancient wine, talking about mundanities and philosophies. He seemed to sense that I did not like to talk about myself, so he avoided asking me any questions about my
Betrothed To The Rogue King   Keeping the strings
Attus looked expectantly at me, and I tried my best to avoid his eyes. But when I looked up into his eyes, I could not bring myself to say anything that I had actually planned on saying. I had wanted to let him down nicely and not string him along, but I realised in that moment, that I never wanted to live in the Castle without his affections. "Umm… Why do you look like that, C? Are you alright?" Attus asked, and I realized where I was finally. I blinked severally and forced a smile that did little to move my face. "I am alright, my darling." I said simply, not wanting to tell him anything that would hurt him or make him just stop going all out for me. He looked doubtfully at me for a while, before nodding slowly, deciding to accept my reply or something like that. "You said you wanted to talk to me about something?" Attus reminded me, and I nodded, trying to make myself more cheerful. "Okay? I am all ears, so let's hear it." He added. "So, the Queen mother, Gamma and your mom all
Betrothed To The Rogue King   Survival of the fittest
The grey wolf growled low in his throat but made no move to attack, which suited Attus just fine. Attus lowered himself down onto the ground, putting a careful hand out. "It is alright. My friends are just worried about their pack leader.""Do you have friends who will protect you?" asked Attus. My mind flashed through the images of wolves running after me and the thought that perhaps there were other packs nearby made me feel a little sick. The wolf snorted and shook his head, "I don't need protection, I am the protector. But I understand your concern. There are other packs in these woods, and some of them can be quite territorial. It's survival of the fittest out here, you know."Attus nodded, understanding the concept all too well. In the world of nature, only the strongest and most adaptable survive. It was a harsh reality, but one that Attus had learned to accept during his time in the wild.The wolf continued to eye Attus warily, but didn't make any aggressive moves. Attus too
Betrothed To The Rogue King   Victorian
Looking over at Martha made me feel even sadder because she was at an age where I had been everyone's favourite back at home. An age where I was not allowed to raise a finger in order to reserve all of my strength for shifting into the ultimately powerful wolf that I was supposed to shift into. But there Martha stood, always being so nice and sweet and kind to me. Being my confidant and everything in between. Someone young enough to understand how difficult navigating teenage life was, but too young to offer any real insights on life. I cried harder and even more piteously, and it seemed to break Martha's heart, because she ran to my side and held my shoulders in a weird hug. It was not a full hug, but it felt so safe and warm that I felt I was going to choke from how hard I cried. I emptied all of my soul's burdens in Martha's arms. I did not know that the sobbing voice was not mine, until I was quiet for a bit. Then I realized that Martha was crying too. I pushed her off and got
Betrothed To The Rogue King   Royal Bride Academy
"And whatever it is that you have going on with Attus, it is in your best interests that you either hide better, or end it! My son will not be ridiculed by anybody while I have breath in my body. Especially not by the likes of you!" The Queen mother said, before she finally left the room. I exhaled deeply and fell onto the sofa, grateful to not be in front of her anymore. I was really going to be getting married to the coldest, most brutal Alpha King known or ever spoken of. I remembered being younger and reading a novel about the brutality of the Alpha King, who was a Prince back then because his father was still alive. During his fencing training, he insisted on the use of real swords, and always slaughtered his adversary. The Alpha King, his father had been callous, but even he had been afraid of the fire in his then teenage son's blood. His mother had been very supportive of her son's barbarism, but much had not been said about her. The focus had been on the young Alpha Prince.
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