ALARIC
I get up and walk over to the balcony, taking out a smoke and lighting it before getting a whiff.It's that dream again. Every night, it's the same, and every time it would end with me desperately reaching out for that woman...I could not remember her face, but I do know that she has waist length curly dark brown hair, with blonde highlights here and there. She had a sexy hourglass figure, and her eyes...Fuck, her eyes. Beautiful green crystals that seemed to have the ability to rip through my soul if she commanded it.The beast inside me stirs violently making me grab onto the railing to steady myself.'What the fuck is wrong with you?' I said, gritting my teeth when I felt a pair of hands snake up my chest. My skin crawled in disgust as my brow twitched."What's wrong, babe?" A woman's voice whispered in my ears, trying to seduce me.Ignoring her entire existence, I focus on steadying the beast instead when I felt a hand trying to stroke my cock.Before she could get any further, I let out a thunderous growl that reverberated in all my surroundings, enough to make the entire building gasp in shock as I grabbed her hand aggressively."You dare touch me without my permission?" I snarled, my voice mixed with that of my lycan's, making her eyes go wide in utter shock.She bowed her head immediately, baring her neck to me in submission.Fergus, my butler, had thought it fitting to send the daughter of another high-ranking lycan to my floor to impress me.And she had done a satisfying job blowing me last night, so I decided to f*ck her senseless. But to my dismay, she was not able to satisfy my lycan.No one can."F-forgive me, y-your highness," she stutters, and I roll my eyes. Annoyed with her presence in my room."Get out," I commanded and she immediately turned on her heel and left.Just when the door clicked, it slammed open and banged loudly against the wall.I let out a thunderous growl before turning with godspeed, ready to give that woman who dares defile me a piece of my f*cking mind."That's the 23rd woman this month, I believe, your highness,"I stopped in my tracks just in time before I could rip the throat out of the intruder, and saw that it was Fergus my butler. His shoulder length-blonde hair was tucked neatly behind his ears and styled to prefection. With striking blue eyes and a body of a strong warrior, he was looked up to by everyone just as though he is royalty.Sighing, I turned around and went to my walk-in closet to change."Doesn't matter, Fergus. Nothing is going to change," Even if I meet another 23 more, I am certain not a single one of them can hold my gaze, let alone my release.After changing into a tight black shirt paired off with ripped jeans and combat boots, I get out and find Fergus waiting for me with his head bowed as a sign of respect."Raise your head, Fergus," I said."I'm afraid I cannot do that, your highness," he responded in a more polite tone, and I rolled my eyes.He and I know when it comes to formalities, it is useful only when in public."What? You telling me you cannot do something feels... wrong," I remarked, which finally made him chuckle and slowly remove his intangible mask forged when facing royalty. Well, other than me.His whole body relaxed, no longer that which was trained to perform duties as my butler. He loosened his tie and lazily sat himself on the edge of my bed, legs spread. The way he carried himself with such poise and confidence made him look like he owned the entire place.This is the real Fergus, and my best friend."Dude, you f*cked up. Again." He said, sounding tired and glaring daggers at me as if I was to blame.He was referring to all the women I had kicked out for the past three months. I was offered a plenty of mixed she-wolves and lycans. All belonging to respectable families and having a high status attached to their names. But then again, none of that meant anything to me and my lycan.He wants more."It is not my fault if they could not satisfy me enough," I grumbled in protest, crossing my arms against my chest.Fergus stared at me for a moment and sighed, "And if no one meets your standards? Alaric, you are already 31 years old. You should have been crowned King ages ago, and yet here you are.. stuck in a position where you need to depend on a shitty deal to claim your rightful throne," he scolded, and now I wish I could have my butler back.Now, if he had been someone else, I could have decapitated him right then and there simply for talking to me in that manner, but Fergus has always been like a second parent to me.Now that I think about it, he was more of a parent to me than my father ever was, despite the mere five year gap between us."That shitty deal would get me to my rightful throne, Fergus. I just need the right woman for it,"I grumbled."What about Lilly?" He asked making me growl out instantly."Never mention her name to me again," I spoke, my voice coming out more threatening than I intended it to be.It is not that I hate Lilly. In fact, it is more like the other way around. I stood up straight, reminiscing the palpable fear I had felt when I had hurt her because I cannot keep my Lycan under control. I sighed. No one would understand."Fine, now why don't we go down the bar for a few drinks and forget about the whole finding-an heir-thing even for just a moment?" Fergus suggested, rounding one arm on my shoulder.I raised a brow, but it did not take me another moment to say, "Fine, but first take your arm off me or you'll have to go with me to the bar without it," I said in a serious tone.He shrugged before retracting his arm and giving me my space."Never gets old," he remarked."Now I can see why no woman can keep up with you, your highness," he added. I could hear the mocking tone to his latter words and I shoot him a deadly glare as we marched out of my condo and into the hallway when I realized his entire demeanor suddenly changed."You..." I squinted my eyes at him but he just looked at me confusedly.Ass."You were saying, your highness?" He spoke with his original British accent, quirking his brows knowingly.I scowled but said nothing as we made our way to the bar I own called Midnight Cove.The moment I entered the bar, all werewolves and lycans stopped whatever they were doing to look in my direction. I sighed inwardly. I try to keep a low profile, but my height, looks, and my aura renders that utterly impossible.My gaze shifts to the crowd when I noticed a sexy hourglass figure standing in front of the bartender, wearing a sexy, green cut-out dress that left nothing to the imagination. A long slit ran up the side of her thighs and I felt an instant urge to brush my fingers against her skin.She had no companion, making me wonder why as I took a step forward. All of a sudden, a familiar feeling swept through me andI clenched my jaw as I felt something ignite within, like a fire lighting up amidst the darkness."Camilla!" A shrill voice sounded from the crowd.Just then, she turned her head ever so gently, allowing me to see the side angle of her face which looked akin to a goddess'. The second I caught sight of her face, I inhaled a sharp breath when a sudden realization struck me.It's her. The same woman I keep seeing in my dreams."Your highness?"Fergus' voice entered my ears and exited through the other.Ignoring the shocked gazes of everyone in the bar, I made my way subconsciously to her... Camilla, that's her name.As soon as I stood behind her, I felt my lycan fight for control again. I was about to turn on my heel and get out before he does anything, when I heard his voice boom inside my head."Mine!"CamillaMy hands trembled violently as I stood alone across the bartender."Miss? Can I get you something?" I looked at the bartender whose eyes suddenly gleamed with delight when he saw me. As if in a trance, his lips parted but he remained speechless. I shake my head slightly, giving him a smile. I sigh. I shouldn't have come here. My heart is racing incredibly fast as I imagined the murderous expression on my father's face once he finds out I disobeyed him again. And worse, now Angela is involved.After Angela did my make-up and even chose a sexy, seductive dress I certainly wouldn't pick for myself, she orchestrated her so-called brilliant plan and led us out of there without a hunch. Somehow, we were able to make it outside of the pack house. There was a car waiting as we stepped outside the back door making me halt in my steps. 'Let's go, we don't have much time,' Angela told me through mind link as she ushered me in. I reluctantly took her hand and climbed in the car and taki
CAMILLAI wake up feeling like I was ran over by a ten wheeler truck. Hell, my head is aching and heavy, making me wonder how long I would be hungover until my father's meeti....The meeting! A gasp escapes my throat as I cuss to myself. I groan and move to get up when I am hit with a morbid realization.I am naked. Not only that, I felt a persistent ache between my thighs which only means one thing.My virginity is gone.Realizing that, small bits from last night's memories started crashing back into my brain. The man with glowing red eyes. The way his lips brushed against my skin, tongue exploring every inch of me as if he just couldn't get enough, the way he kissed and lifted me in his arms as he thrusted into me relentlessly. My heart raced as I reminisced the events that sent waves of intense pleasure through me, but now my head is throbbing and every part of me feels weak, drained of so much energy I could barely move.Dana purrs in my head, 'You should have kept your eyes open
CAMILLAYou got to be kidding me. The Lycan Prince, a marriage contract? There is no way in hell I am going to let that happen. I read the terms in that contract, none of it said anything about letting me keep my freedom. I let my eyes circle the room and spotted my dress lying on the floor. Bending over, I felt a sharp pain between my legs making me whimper.'What did you expect? He's a lycan, and his appetite is insatiable,' Dana mused."Pervert," I huffed as I scooped up the dress and was about to put it on when I realize it's ruined. Just great. Now how am I going to face Angela when I show up with a completely destroyed version of the six-thousand dollar dress she gave me? I then rummaged through the drawers and closet and found nothing more than a black oversized shirt and grey sweats. Luckily, it contained a pair of rubber shoes, too. I threw everything on before my phone rang out. I picked it up, scowling when Angela's face popped up in the screen. She's calling me and I
CAMILLAOh hell no. This cannot be happening. Why is he here?My father shot me a glare.‘I will get back to you, whore.’ He mindlinked me. His words stung, but I should have been used to it by now. Except the pain is always the same. I smile bitterly as he walks past me, pushing me hard in the process.My eyes went to Angela who battered her eyelashes at me. As if she had not just revealed how she deceived me all these years. She flicked her raven hair behind her back and walked past me, making sure to step on my foot as she trotted alongside my father towards the lycan prince. I wanted to laugh. Why didn’t I realize it?It was her. She was the woman my mate was fucking senselessly. It was her who took that video while she was sleeping with my mate. Dana snarled inside me, scratching for control as she gave a vision of her ripping Angela to shreds in my mind. “Hey,” Dash muttered after Angela, but Angela didn’t care. All she cared about was making an impression now that the lycan pri
CHAPTER TEN CAMILLA “Mine…” he growled, and everyone gasped. I froze. What did he say? I did not know if I heard him correctly. Did he just say what I think he said? “She is my mate.” He said and my jaw dropped. I looked at him in utter disbelief. “Your highness?” my father blurted, looking confused. “Camilla Sinclair is the lycan prince’s mate.” Fergus repeated, making my whole body freeze, rooted in place.“You are hurt,” He said, his voice gentle for a moment. I opened my eyes, my breath caught in my throat as I did. This is the first time I am looking into his eyes up close. It’s no wonder why the lycan prince was desired by many. Just look at him! His face chiseled to perfection, his body large, strong, and muscular. His frame perfect in every angle. He’s built like a god, yet that is not too far-fetched given his looks and charm, although he had a nonchalant air about him. I gulped, when I noticed his eyes traveled from mine to my swollen cheek. My cheek still stung
CHAPTER ELEVEN CAMILLAMy heart sank. The blood completely drained from my face.Is that the real reason why he hates me? My own father, blaming me for the death of a mother I never had, for being brought to the world? It takes two people to make a baby, yet why was I blamed for being born? I never asked to be born, I wasn’t the one who released my seed into my mate and eventually got her pregnant. Yet somehow, this pack seems brainwashed by my father for having the same ridiculous fucking logic.I clenched my fists by my sides, not realizing the prince had stepped up closer to me until he stood mere inches away from my spot. Damn it, don’t cry. Don't cry. Don’t you fucking cry. I scold myself when I felt his hand below my chin, tilting my head upwards to look into his blood red eyes.I felt a sob rising in my throat. Each second that passed, I feel as though it’s getting harder to breathe. I glanced at Alaric, who is now staring intently at Dash, raising his brow. “And who would tha
CHAPTER TWELVECAMILLA He dragged me into the car, but before he could close the door, I halted.“Wait!” I screeched which made him freeze, turning his gaze to me.“What is the matter, princess?”I cringed internally at Fergus’ words as he peered at me through the rearview mirror.“Uhm, my things. I have to pack my things. And please, call me Mila.” I said when Fergus gasped, horrified.“I’m afraid I can’t do that, princess. You are the Prince’s mate and I shall respect your rank above mine.’ He replied, bowing his head.“He is right. You are a princess and will be respected as such.” Alaric said firmly, his blood red eyes glimmering gold, letting me know his wolf is on edge. I gulped.“You also need not to worry about clothing, I will buy you a new wardrobe.” He said, about to get into the car.“No!”Alaric and Fergus stopped, looking at me.“My mother… I left my mother’s locket in my room.” I whispered, tears welling in my eyes.Alaric was still standing outside
13. ALARICI had sent Fergus to make sure my mate does not get into any trouble. Judging from the bruises and the state she's in, beaten, starved, and slightly malnourished compared to the other girl named Angela who looks healthier, wearing all those expensive clothing my mate does not seem to have, I won't take any chances. His father only confirmed my assumptions with his harsh words. There's no mistaking she was his daughter. For they have the same features, almost, except for her turquoise green eyes and lighter skin. She looked nothing like Lily, my first mate. She had thick blonde hair that bounced on her shoulders and cerulean eyes. I sighed. I'm doing it again...The beast inside me growled, furious I would even think about her when we have already found a mate.I sent him some healing energy to calm him. I know, buddy. Lily is gone."Alaric!" My head snapped instantly, noting how Fergus had just now addressed me by my name. That means something is going on.I looked at h