Chapter One: ...One Last Time

Aubrey’s POV

As the clock ticked, so did every hope I held unto slip away.

I was stupid enough to think that a mere letter could stop something I had heard him sing about the last few weeks and honestly speaking, even If I were standing right in front of him words wouldn't be able to express what I feel.

Aiden was indeed going to get married tomorrow!

The thought of it caused the frown on my face to deepen. Before the news of his coronation and marriage ritual spread like wildfire, I had nurtured hopes and expectations for years and had helped nurture them by making sweet promises every night under the stars.

He had told me stories of the human world and how much he longed to reside there with me beside him, He made life worth living.

I hoped that when I finally turned 18, which was in a few months, he would be my mate because what I felt for him was more than a crush, and he had also assured me that it was far much stronger than the desire soaring through our bones.

Having grown up with him, it was difficult not to feel anything for him, as Alpha Prince Aiden was tagged the most eligible bachelor in the south borders.

In jealousy, I had watched maids, girls, women, even the married one’s flutter around him and so did I…only that what we shared was more like a secret love story, and funny enough not once did he ever pressure me for sex.

He has assured me that I was his and his alone, but fairy tales made me dream and hold onto something way out of my reach.

Coming to face reality was the hardest part of all, as my mind still held on to the Aiden that had ignored what they whispered and stood as my pillar from the moment I lost my parents… The Aiden that had…

“Are you daydreaming again!” I heard Lynn, the head omega, scream into my ears for the fifth time this evening.

The plan was to ignore her throughout this night, but I seemed to drag her attention more, and it was no secret that I was hatred by basically everyone…so they made no effort to hide how happy they were that the prince who used to dance at my feet was getting married to a woman fit enough to be Luna unlike me…a mere Omega.

Lynn was part of the anti-fan club that hated my guts and made no attempt to hide it, even in the presence of Aiden.

“Do you think this evening party would wait until you are done with your daydreaming before holding tonight's party?” she spat out.

“I would rather not see you in that world of yours, or your monthly wage would pay for it!” She warned before strutting away to yell out instructions to another slacking omega.

A frustrated sigh left my lips as I continued my assigned work.

It was even crazy for me to nurture such thoughts, but today was the only day I regretted telling him how I felt then.

He had confessed, and I sent a letter visually telling him that I would climb the mountains to escape together within, just like he had suggested.

He never responded to it, but the next week, rumor had it that he was getting married, and the same man who had spent the night whispering how much he loved me and wanted us to elope now rather spoke of his marriage, crushing my feelings night after night.

A slap brought me back to the present with a gasp.

“You have been warned, but you choose not to listen, I would not tolerate any form of slacking from you anymore,” she said before continuing to lecture me on the pain she must imagine that I am feeling for having to come to terms that Aiden was getting married.

Without even waiting for her commands, I switched to work and turned off every thought of Aiden away from my head.

After finishing my assigned work, I returned to the maid's quarters to prepare for the party.

Just as I took off my clothes to get ready with a towel wrapped around myself, a familiar and coded knock pulled me back to the present, and before I could say anything…his scent filled the room as he slipped in.

“Aubrey,” he said in a whisper, and although he was nowhere close to me, I felt shivers move up my spine.

“Aiden” I whispered back and, in the darkness, his hands found my cold skin and his body warmth enveloped me.

“You shouldn't be here” I whispered and tried pulling away from him despite all the thoughts I had harbored for him all afternoon and evening.

“Trust me I know…pretty more than you do, but I find myself running back to you, I don't want this any more than I have wanted you all these years since I found that you are my m…”

“We just can't…” I whispered and let out a gasp as his lips captured mine.

“Just say yes, Bree” he pleaded.

I didn't know how serious he was, but I could sense desperation in his voice.

That level of desperation scared me, and reality dropped a reminder in me, causing me to leave his warmth.

I was filled with so much confusion and was torn in my heart…

My eyes found him and I saw the love swimming in it.

Although the opportunity I had been hoping and praying for stood in front of me, I just couldn't accept it, for reasons I couldn't picture out.

The love I once saw turned to frustration, and angrily he left my arms.

I could have stopped the marriage that was haunting me all this while, but once again I chickened out.

As my towel dropped to the ground, I heard my door open and without even being given a chance to do anything…his aura filled the room.

His aura seemed so different and for some reason, he didn't smell alike but looked like the man my heart thumped for.

Without giving me a chance to speak, he pulled me back to his lips and set my body on fire for him.

“I saw your letter and would rather have you say it to my hearing all this while,” he said, stirring me up.

“I am not good…"

“Less talking and more showing you how much I feel for you” he whispered before his searching hands covered my skin, lighting me up with so much desire.

“Do you know how hard it had been for me?” he whispered as his hot lips found my wanting neck.

“Or how much restraint I have used to avoid filling you up, Baby?”

All my pent-up feelings filled me up as his hands covered my aching breast.

Complaints and my sense of reasoning were reduced to nothing.

“Aubrey” he whispered once more before my back kissed the bed.

I wanted him so much and this time around, thoughts of what pain tomorrow would give me.

“Open up baby and let me fill you up for this may be the last time…”

With tears slipping down my eyes, I said to myself as my body surrendered to his touches, “…last time”.

Aubrey’s POV

As the clock ticked, so did every hope I held unto slip away.

I was stupid enough to think that a mere letter could stop something I had heard him sing about the last few weeks and speaking. Even If I were standing right in front of him, words wouldn't be able to express what I felt.

Aiden was indeed going to get married tomorrow!

The thought of it caused the frown on my face to deepen.

Long before the news of his coronation and marriage ritual spread like wildfire, I had nurtured hopes and expectations for years and had helped nurture them by making sweet promises every night under the stars.

He had told me stories of the human world and how much he longed to live there with me beside him. He made life worth living.

I hoped that when I turned 18, which was in a few months, he would be my mate because what I felt for him was more than a crush.

He had also assured me it was far indeed stronger than the desire soaring through our bones.

Having grown up with him, it was difficult not to feel anything for him, as they tagged Alpha Prince Aiden, the most eligible bachelor, in the south borders.

In jealousy, I had watched maids, girls, women, even the married ones flutter around him, and so did I.

Only that what we shared was more like a secret love story, and funny enough, not once did he ever pressure me for sex.

He has assured me I was his and his alone, but fairy tales made me dream and hold on to something way out of my reach.

Coming to face reality was the hardest part of all, as my mind still held on to the Aiden that had ignored what they whispered and stood as my pillar from the moment I lost my parents… The Aiden that had…

“Are you daydreaming again?” I heard Lynn, the head omega, scream in my ears for the fifth time this evening.

The plan was to ignore her throughout this night, but I seemed to drag her attention more, and I was hated by everyone.

So they did not disguise how happy they were that the prince who used to dance at my feet was getting married to a woman fit enough to be Luna unlike me…a mere Omega.

Lynn was part of the anti-fan club that hated my guts and made no attempt to hide it, even in the presence of Aiden.

“Do you think this evening gathering would wait until you are done with your daydreaming before holding tonight's party?” she spat out.

“I would rather not see you in that world of yours, or your monthly wage would pay for it!” She warned before strutting away to yell out instructions to another slacking omega.

A frustrated sigh left my lips as I continued my assigned work.

It was even crazy for me to nurture such thoughts, but today was the only day I regretted informing him how I felt then.

He had confessed, and I sent a letter telling him I would climb the mountains to escape together within, just like he had suggested.

He never responded to it, but the next week he was getting married, and the same man who had spent the midnight whispering how much he loved me and wanted us to elope now rather spoke of his marriage, crushing my feelings night after night.

A slap brought me back to the present with a gasp.

“You have been warned, but you choose not to listen. I would not tolerate any form of slacking from you anymore,” she said.

She then continued to lecture me on the pain she must imagine that I am feeling for having to come to terms that Aiden was getting married.

Without even waiting for her commands, I switched to serve and turned off every thought of Aiden away from my head.

After finishing my assigned task, I returned to the maid's quarters to prepare for the party.

Just as I took off my clothes to get ready with a towel wrapped around myself.

A familiar and coded knock pulled me back to the present, and before I could say anything…his scent filled the room as he slipped in.

“Aubrey,” he said in a whisper, and although he was nowhere close to me, I felt shivers move up my spine.

“Aiden,” I hissed and, in the darkness, his hands found my cold skin and his body warmth enveloped me.

“You shouldn't be here,” I whispered and tried pulling away from him, despite all the thoughts I had harbored for him all afternoon and evening.

“Trust me, I realize…pretty more than you do, but I find myself running back to you. I don't want this any more than I have wanted you all these years since I found you are my m…”

“We just can't…” I whispered, and let out a gasp as his lips captured mine.

“Just say yes, Bree,” he pleaded.

I didn't realize how serious he was, but I could sense the anxiety in his voice.

That level of desperation scared me, and reality dropped a reminder in me, causing me to leave his warmth.

I was filled with so much confusion and was torn in my heart…

My eyes found him and I followed the passion swimming in it.

Although the opportunity I had been hoping and praying for stood in front of me, I just couldn't accept it, for reasons I couldn't picture out.

The emotion I once felt turned to frustration, and he left my arms.

I could have stopped the marriage that was haunting me all this while, but once again, I chickened out.

As my towel dropped to the ground, I heard my door open and without even being given a chance to do anything…his scent filled the room.

His ambience seemed so different, and he didn't smell alike but looked like the man my heart thumped for.

Without giving me a chance to speak, he pulled me back to his lips and set my body on fire for him.

“I saw your letter and would rather have you say it to my hearing all this while,” he said, stirring me up.

“I am not good…”

“Less talking and more showing you how much I feel for you,” he murmured before his searching palms covered my skin, lighting me up with so much desire.

“Do you know how hard it had been for me?” he sighed as his hot lips found my wanting neck.

“Or how much restraint I have used to avoid filling you up, baby?”

All my pent-up feelings filled me up as his palms covered my aching breast.

I reduced complaints and my sense of reasoning to nothing.

“Aubrey,” he murmured once more before my back kissed the bed.

I wanted him so much and at this moment around, thoughts of what pain tomorrow would give me.

“Open up baby and let me fill you up, for this may be the last time…”

With tears slipping down my eyes, I said to myself as my body surrendered to his touches, “…last time”.