Emily's POVI had been allowed to move around freely for a week now, but the guards still followed around but maintained a generous amount of distance which I was grateful for. I didn't want anyone suffocating me with their presence.The young maid who was about my age whose name I had forgotten and was too embarrassed to ask seemed to be the only one who wanted me here apart from Claire and maybe Alfred the old man.I hadn't seen him in ages, did he get fired? I couldn't tell what his relationship with the king was. It was all very confusing and the less information I knew, the better.I wasn't allowed to go anywhere, although I was allowed to wander through the hallways, the gardens and even the library.Today I noticed a door I had been so ignorant about and my curiosity drove me into it.“What is this?” I asked one of the guards who was standing far from me.“It's a storeroom,” he said with an indifferent expression.He seemed to have no emotion in his voice at all. He could pas

Emily’s POV“I am sorry” I managed to mumble as the king pushed me into his room.Fear took over me as the thought of his request for an heir aligned with the consequences of the action I took threw me into the pits of fear and this fear devoured me.What was he going to do? Was he going to rape me? Torture me until I gave him a son who would carry on his royal lineage and inherit his throne? “It was an accident” I added quickly hoping that it would ease his wrath.“It wasn't an accident Emily, why did you go there? And why the fuck are you lying?” The King demanded with such venom and anger, that it made me cringe and tears were threatening to fall and I struggled to not lose control.“Don't you dare cry!” he hissed out, “If I see you crying, I swear to god…” But at that point, my tears didn't seem to care about his opinion anymore, the floodgates opened and they were flowing uncontrollably like water down a drain because my heart broke at the fact that he knew everything now. He k

Emily's POVI think Alfred was stunned by my question because he spent what I thought was an eternity staring at me with wide eyes before shaking his head in denial and smiling weakly. “Oh…” He muttered quietly. “The King is in the castle, he's just locked up somewhere, keeping himself busy…”I don't know if it was the way Alfred said that without looking into my eyes or if it was his lack of confidence but something felt wrong with me just imagining the King away from his royal duties for that long. It seemed like a bad idea to keep himself trapped in there as far away as possible, especially when I had a feeling the castle itself could be the next place on the list for his 'busy'. So, despite all logic, I decided to ask.“He has been around the whole time, he didn't go on a trip?” I pressed further, my mind whirring with possibilities as I wondered if Alfred had missed something. Maybe there would be some kind of secret passageway that I hadn't noticed before. Or maybe I was missi

Luka's POV“Why the hell will you push her like that?” my wolf yelled at me after I slammed the door shut behind me.“Shut the hell up! just shut up” I yelled pressing my hands against my ears as if it would make him stop talking. He snarleable d but I was too angry to care. “You don’t know how hard it is to keep myself together without her.”It hadn't been easy. Ever since she left- died, I couldn't imagine how a world without her in it could be anything other than bleak and lonely. I never told anyone this but when you love someone so fiercely there's nothing left of what you once were before them. It all becomes your whole existence.I missed Portia.“She was never yours to begin with,” my Wolf countered.“Damn you!”“We have a mate, we should be focused on her” he growled.“All I want is Portia. Why can't you understand that?” I yelled.“You have a mate!” “Damn her! damn you! damn the goddess” I screamed and threw the nearest object which happened to be a vase at the wall. The gla

Luka's POVI knew that the green dress would be perfect for her, I just knew. As she walked toward me beside Alfred, for a brief moment my senses left me and my wolf took control admiring its mate.Nothing could prepare me for how that dress clung to her like a second skin and highlighted every trace of curves and hips that I was never aware she had . My gaze lingered on her face for too long more than it should ever have as I tried to process that it was real. The makeup artist did a great job as the makeup Emily wore tonight made her eyes shine with an emotion I hadn’t seen in ages, and I could not place.“We should go, we are running late,” I told her like I wasn't just staring at her.She followed me and the silence that followed through the ride was deafening, as if all the noise from cars and chatter had muted in this instant, and all that was left were our breaths.I could feel her glancing at me from time to time and I almost lost it. The urge to snap at her and ask her what s