Xavier “I came to tell you something,” Valerie said, her chest heaving. She seemed to be having a hard time catching her breath. I had probably scared the life out of her, but it was for good reason. This place was far too dangerous for a human girl to be venturing at night. But still, I did not like to see her shivering in fear at the sight of me. I would not harm her, and I hoped she knew that. A slight regret twinged in my gut. I shouldn’t have been so harsh. “I was looking for you. I heard you had a meeting with the Princess and her family. B-but, there were two wolves…” she began. Her eyes darted to the meeting room, and it didn’t take much effort to put two and two together. “They saw me. I’m certain. I think they’ll come looking for me.” She had nothing to fear with me around, but I was too angry to tell her so. I was going to wring Lucas’s neck for allowing her to do something so stupid and dangerous. I snatched her by the hand and pulled her along, speaking not a word un
ValerieI had not thought at all about the mating season. Not in terms of the Alpha. I had been alert regarding other werewolves, but I suppose I had always set Alpha Xavier in a different category than the others.I had never considered that perhaps…he couldn’t control himself, either.It was not something I would have worried about, even if I had considered it. After all, I had settled on the bold assumption that this was the only way to save Ava—by seeing him directly. By asking for his help.I thought of the wolves I’d seen in the meeting room, their body moving against one another. The vigor of the male werewolf’s hips, the roughness of his hands. Of the sounds of their breath and the glaze of ecstasy written on their faces.I imagined Alpha Xavier moving that way. I imagined him naked and rough, fingers biting into skin and hips driving forward. A heated, animal look in his eyes.It was only for a second. Only for a second, I imagined it. A trill moved down my core. Chills scatt
Valerie In the morning, I was sent to the kitchen to prepare for the large feast tonight's celebration. Several other girls flutter around me, some washing dishes, some cutting carrots, some preparing the base for a large and luxurious cake. I was sat in front of a large bowl of potatoes with a tool to skin the peels. I had done so many already that the task was becoming mindless and uninspiring. Over time, I couldn’t help but allow my mind to drift. I thought of Lucas, and our kiss in the moonlight. I thought of the anger on his face when I chose to seek out the Alpha. I thought of Ava and where she might have possibly gone. I wondered if she had seen me back at the auction, or if her eyes had passed over me, assuming I was anyone’s pet. Then I thought of Alpha Xavier. Heat rose to my cheeks as I recalled our kiss in his room. The way he leaned over me, hungry and rough, his kiss nothing like Lucas’s was. It was heavy…consuming. And whereas Lucas’s kiss was innocence, Xavier’s w
Valerie Marigold swept in, producing a notepad from her apron. “The engagement party has been canceled,” she explained. “The princess has fallen ill. That means there will be no cake to prepare. No three-course-meal as planned. However,” she went on, “the celebration is still in effect. We will continue with the hors d’oeuvres. You girls here, drop everything you’re doing and go bake some bread for finger sandwiches. You, cutting tomatoes—the Northerners request a platter of roasted vegetables be added to the spread. Cut some of those into quarters while you’re at it.” The entire kitchen seemed to let out a unified breath of relief. We had been short-handed, and still had dozens of dishes to produce in a matter of hours. The Northerners were insatiable people. They seemed to want every luxury in the book at this celebration: live music, fine eatery, liquor from foreign lands—even candles carved into artistic shapes and used as center pieces. I couldn’t imagine how gaudy and overwh
Valerie The garden was everything I’d read about in the books. I’d only ever seen it in photos taken from above, and once I was actually inside of it, it felt like I’d stepped into an entirely different world. It was large—a labyrinth of wild, beautiful flowers the likes of which I’d never seen before. Lush, colorful things that bloomed larger than the size of my head. I walked with the princess as she led me to the lake. She seemed keen on disguising herself when outside of the palace—though it was not difficult to tell who you were looking at when you took in her appearance. She was petite and slender, her cheeks rosy and her lips full. She fit all the boxes a princess would require. However, she hid herself in a thick coat, her face half-veiled by lace. I wondered who she might be hiding from. Or if she simply didn’t want to be seen at all It was a silent and awkward walk through the roses and to the lake, where Alyssa led me to a bench and gestured for me to sit. We stared
Valerie “You must be mistaken,” I tried to explain. “The Alpha only invited me to his chamber for a discussion. He had questions to ask me, and nothing more.” “Nothing more?” Alyssa gave a light snort and smiled at me. “There’s only one reason why a man would invite a woman to his room,” she said. “There’s no way you just talked. I saw the look on his face when I walked in. Something else was going on.” A heat climbed up my face. I opened my mouth to speak, but what could I possibly say? She was right. We had kissed. It felt like we had done far more than that. She took in a long breath and gazed out over the vast lake. “Xavier never seemed interested in women. Even before I met him, he was notorious for rejecting women. I’m almost certain he never invited women to his chambers.” “How do you know so much about his love life?” I asked. “My father,” Alyssa said, with another discomforted sigh. “He’s a bit of a snoop. He did a lot of background research on Xavier before arranging
Xavier The servant hung behind me like a shadow. I could tell she was nervous to be giving me the news of Alyssa’s illness. But I was not an idiot. Something else was going on here. I sighed heavily and waved her off with a curt thank you, and the servant fluttered out of my chambers—likely glad to be away from my brooding company. It wasn’t that I was disappointed the ceremony was canceled. Not in the slightest. But I had been dreading this day for far too long, and I was desperate to get the damn thing over with. I didn’t know what Alyssa’s games were, but she was certainly playing at something. The Northerners always were playing at something. None of this had been right to begin with. This marriage was beginning to feel like more and more of a fraud with each passing day. Alyssa and I did not compliment one another. We did not sit well together. We barely spoke, in fact. I felt nothing for her. And I was almost certain she felt nothing with me. And I was not a braindead foo
Valerie We returned to the palace after the incident, and the nurses promptly delivered lush, clean towels, which Alyssa wrapped herself in like a blanket. Her father was awaiting us in her chambers when we returned. At first sight of the scowl on his face, I wanted to turn and run back out through the chamber doors. “Where on earth have you been?” he asked, emphasizing each and every word. “Haven’t I told you not to wander around here? This is not our home. You do not know what sort of crimes happen within these walls.” He paused only when he noticed her drenched hair, and the anger on his face turned a vibrant shade of red. “What have you done? It looks as if you’ve gone for a swim. Did you lie about your sickness?” Alyssa lowered her head. I expected her to blurt out a lie or fabricate a story on the spot—it only seemed to be her nature to manipulate, as she had tried to manipulate me—but Alyssa said nothing but, “I’m sorry.” “This is a level of impotence I never expected to se