-Cain-When it grew late, I sat alone in the office working on the proposal to the council about offering fighters from all their packs. I hoped they liked the idea, however, as I was working on the speech, someone knocked on my office door.“Enter,” I told them, but I was surprised when I saw Eva entering. “Eva? You’re still here?”“We need to talk.”“Us?” I asked in disbelief, hearing her chuckle a little as she closed the door behind her and came up to my left side.“Yes, I know, it sounds crazy, but it’s regarding Willow.”“Oh?” Now I was intrigued. Anything regarding Willow was important to me. However, when Eva threw a small plastic bag down in front of me, I didn’t know how to react because I didn’t know why she had done it. I picked it up, opened it, and sniffed the powder, but it was odorless. “What is this?”“Your mate has been ingesting that for almost two weeks now,” she told me.“WHAT?” I exclaimed, standing up and holding out the bag to Eva. “What the fuck is this?”“I d
-Cain- I was tapping my foot against the white, smooth floor as my family’s pack doctor, Paxton, was putting the powder through testing. I watched the machine work while he typed away on the computer. He was a fucking genius, so I knew he was the right one to ask, and he had a horrible work addiction, so he never slept either. It didn’t matter; I had come late at night asking him to examine that powder. He was more than up for the challenge. “Where did you say you got this?” he asked. “My mate…” “What?” he asked, turning to me. "She... her mother gave it to her, telling her that it could somehow ensure she and I had a boy,” I explained. “And she really wants a boy?” “My mate or her mother?” “Your mate,” he said. I shrugged. “I don’t think it’s actually that important to her, but her mother and everyone else are pressuring her into thinking it is.” “I see,” he said, nodding a little as he understood the world we came from. He had, after all, been keeping this pack treated and
-Cain-I stepped into a completely dark bedroom. When I came home, I was unsure if Willow had gone to sleep in another one. I wouldn’t be surprised if she did, but I would still bring her back. I couldn’t sleep without her, and I knew she felt the same since we were mates, but I wouldn’t blame her for trying. However, as I entered our bedroom, I saw her curled up on the bed, the sheets all the way up to her chin. The bedroom was so dark, I could have been fooled, but the way the clump shifted a little told me Willow was over there. I slowly closed the door, then walked over to where the night lamp was on my side of the bed. I turned it on, seeing the clump curl together even more as if trying to shield herself. I hated Willow was almost scared of me, and I was unsure how to really solve this. I wanted to say something, but I had no words.After standing for a few seconds beside the bed, I grabbed the pillow from my side, then went over to the couch. I believed it was better if we both
-Cain- I watched as Willow walked into our bedroom, only to go to the bed and slip underneath the covers again, hiding from the world. I sighed. I had hoped I had made her feel better, but clearly this was going to take some more work. I walked over to the clump on the bed and sat down. I reached out, touching what I believed was her hip, and stroked it. “I thought we had already cleared everything up. You’re not a bad mother, Willow,” I told her. “We cleared everything up,” she confirmed, yet her voice was low and without feeling. “Then why are you hiding?” “Because it’s better under here.” Her words worried me. I didn’t want her to think hiding away was better. I slipped off my jacket and shirt before I moved underneath the covers to find Willow there. I grabbed her and brought her to me, and we both sighed when our bodies were pressed together. “It’s not better under here,” I told her. “It’s nice, but not better.” “I like it here." “No, you’re spiraling into a dark hole, an
-Cain- I waited for Willow to get ready for the dinner. She was taking quite some time, and so I looked at my phone, seeing the many posts about the upcoming dinner and all the people who were coming. It was going to be quite a grand event, but it always was. I had simply refused to attend, and when I had attended, I was usually already drunk by the time the dinner arrived. I had never cared much about them, but I knew tonight I would have to prove myself. My every move was being weighed and considered. I had to show them all why I was a good choice as king. It was almost strange to think I was now fighting for this position when I had never cared about it before. All thanks to our mate, my wolf said happily. “Yeah, she is pretty wonderful,” I whispered. “Cain?” I heard her call. “Need something?” “I can’t zip my dress,” she complained, making me smile. “I wanted to do it myself to surprise you, but I can’t get it all the way.” I put away my phone, then walked into the closet, o
-Willow- The dinner went rather smoothly, or as smoothly as it probably could go. I did notice many were intrigued by Cain’s attentive behavior. If he thought I hadn’t eaten enough, he would encourage me to eat more, and he would take every opportunity he could get to touch me or kiss me. No one had seen that side of him, and I believed it was working well in his favor. Cain was probably not thinking about how it showed him in a better light when he was being attentive, but I noticed the way people whispered and pointed. They were impressed. Once dessert arrived, I noticed Cain’s hand had come to rest dangerously high on my thigh. My dress was long, so he couldn’t touch me or slip his hand underneath, but I felt the promise in his touch. He was getting impatient to have me again, and it warmed my body knowing that. “Cain, dessert,” I pointed out when he would rather stare at me than taste the delicious ice cream and red velvet cake in front of us. Cain leaned closer to me as I scoo
-Cain-I would have loved just fucking Willow until morning came, but I wanted to go back to the privacy of our own home. I wanted to have her completely spread out, naked, sweaty, and panting, without fearing anyone might see her in that wonderful state. There was a time I didn’t care about fucking in front of an audience, but I would have to kill whoever got to see Willow in such a vulnerable state. That was only for me. Yet before we could leave, Willow wanted to go clean up, so I wanted to be on top of the staircase for her to find me. A few mates were still chasing each other or walked past me with smiles on their lips, going home. I hadn’t thought I would enjoy tonight, but I was completely wrong. I had loved every moment of it. Why had I never taken the time to appreciate the tranquility of it? It seemed there were many new experiences for me in store.“Prince Cain,” someone called out, and I turned my head, seeing Willow’s father coming up the stairs, another council member be
-Cain- “You have gone too far!” my father yelled, throwing the glass in his hand across the room and hitting the wall behind me. I was still trying to recover from last night. My head felt double the size and was throbbing. I could barely focus on my father’s anger, and I knew I just had to sit it through, waiting for it all to be over, so I could go back to my room and sleep it off. I couldn’t even remember what I had drunk or taken or how many I had bedded. All I knew was that the light was so sharp in my eyes that I had to wear sunglasses, and my father’s voice was making my ears ring. I couldn’t even hear what he was saying. I was leaning to the side, resting my head in my hand, and half-asleep as he kept yelling at me. My brother, for some reason, looked fine, yet the way he wasn’t quite able to look at me made me think he understood how serious this was better than me. But maybe he could hear our father’s voice. It was just so loud that my ears refused to turn it into an underst