Kyle's POV
My heart was racing while I took the stairs leading to my room, I was nervous, confused, and disoriented.
Like what just happened to me?
Why didn't I stop the bastard and why was I enjoying his teases. I have read and heard numerous times that these types of emotions only happen when you meet the one, the one destined to be your soul mate.
But I am not yet eighteen, at least that is what my mother has made me believe, unless, of course, I am to believe that my mother does not know my age. I was so lost in thoughts that I didn't know when I bumped into someone on the stairs.
“I'm so sorry,” I said, as I lifted my eyes to see that it was Queen Miranda.
“Are you alright?” She asked scrutinizing me with her eyes.
“Yes, I'm fine,” I answered trying my best not to give her any reason to know that I was miserable on the inside.
“Don't forget to come out in time for dinner this evening” she said and seem to linger on for some seconds before walking away. I felt the queen was almost as nervous as me but because I wasn't paying her my full attention, as I had my issues to handle.
“Yes, your highness,” I answered, and with that, I hurried off to my room, I let out a deep breath as soon as I entered my room and ensured the door was locked.
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I was absentmindedly having dinner with the queen and Richard when I saw the bastard walking past the dining room.
I might be crazy but I somehow feel that the bastard was stalking me, it didn't make me scared or anything, it just felt weird. If I am been honest, I would say seeing him makes me feel happy and I hate it.
There is nothing
Miranda's nose flings up as soon as she set her gaze on him. I wondered why there is so much bad blood between them. She can't seem to stand the sight of the bastard, well I have known him for less than two months and he is already driving me nuts, imagine those that have been with him for a longer time.
“You, come here” I heard Miranda call out to the bastard who reluctantly walked towards us. I was deliberately trying to avoid his gaze as I felt his eyes on me, his scent was pulling me closer to him and I pretended to be engrossed in my meal.
I could feel my cheeks heat up as thoughts of what happened earlier back in his room went through my mind.
What is wrong with me, I shouldn't be thinking of the bastard in that manner, he is mean and harsh, I pity whoever ends up being his mate.
“Your father has asked that you take some gifts to his friend Peter first thing in the morning,” Miranda said to the bastard.
He just nodded and left, not saying anything.
“I would want you and Richard to be mated as soon as possible” the Queen said to me, lifting her head to spare me some glances.
“I can't be mated without my mother's consent,” I said quietly so as not to piss her off as she look like she woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
“You don't need your mother's permission, you are a grown-up woman and capable of taking your own decisions”
“But I am not yet eighteen”
“will you shut up, the walls have ears, and I was not asking you, I was telling you that you should be mated to Richard as soon as possible,” she said counting her words carefully so I know she is not bluffing around.
I kept quiet and went busy with my food again, as sounds of our spoons and fork filled the dining room
"What about the king?" I asked, breaking the silence after some time. Since I came to the packhouse I was yet to see or meet with the king and I was beginning to wonder where the king is. If I am going to be mated to the king's son, is it not right that I meet him at least just once.
“What about him” she snapped back with a bit of tension in her voice.
"I figured I might want to see who my future father-in-law is going to be," I said innocently which made her sigh in relief.
"When you are done, I want you to spend the night in Richard's room, and henceforth you should always have the guards escorts you to where ever you are going," she said, as she stood up and started walking away.
That was smart, I mean the way she deliberately ignored my question about the king. Talking about guards, maybe she feels everyone needs an entourage like her to feel protected.
I don't.
I sat down there after dinner, and after mother and son had left, my mind drifted back to the bastard son, why was he acting all weird. He is the son of the king and it looks like he was the odd one. And what is my sudden interest in him?
My entire mind was all messed up, I thought about what the queen had previously mentioned about me becoming possibly becoming a witch at the age of eighteen.
My mother had never mentioned anything about me having any traits of a witch, what if I am not a witch?
I first shifted at the age of fourteen and before then, I had the wolf traits in me. I was able to heal faster than normal humans when I got an injury, and I was a fast runner, despite that I was much smaller than most kids my age, I was able to outrun them all in a race.
All mother has ever done is teach me the book of spells, and I have watched her do so much more than just mere recitation of spells written in Latin.
I stood up from the dining table and started walking towards my room, I was about to enter my room when I heard Richard's voice
"Where do you think you are going," he asked as he rest his back against the wall.
“My room” I answered not wanting him to distract me from my thoughts.
“Didn't you hear what mother said about you spending the night with me,” he asked seductively, biting his lower lip.
“In your dreams” I snapped back at him and was about to walk off when what he said next stopped me in my tracts.
“I could just go tell mother that you disobeyed her orders, and perhaps you are filling my head in naughty thoughts with your stubbornness,” he said with a naughty smirk.
“you know what is sexy and a big turn on for any girl, it is being with a man that does not have to depend on his mother to get laid, I will be with you shortly, I need to get a few things from my room,” I said banging the door in the face before he had the opportunity to speak back.
“I will be in my room,” I heard him say yell outside my room, which made me roll my eyes disgustingly.
If Richard thinks that I will be stupid enough to spend the night with him, then he is in for a big shocker. I plan to sneak out of the palace before anyone notices that I was gone.
I need answers to my questions and why is my wolf suddenly quiet too? I have tried connecting with her but it seems she does not want to be bothered. I sighed deeply while trying to think my actions through.
On second thought, I decided to go to Richard's room, I can always take care of myself with the use of magic, I wonder why I didn't think of magic when I was with the bastard earlier.
I looked at myself in the mirror and added a little gloss on my lips before heading out of my room, but as soon as I came out I saw the bastard right outside my door.
“What are you doing here," I questioned as I frantically looked around to see if anyone was around but the entire floor was deserted.
“Where are you going to” he questioned, with his eyes so tensed and daring. He has such a beautiful set of bright grey eyes. It makes you want to look at them every second and not get tired.
OK, I'm doing it again, why am I checking the bastard out, and why can't I just answer his question which was, what was is your question again?
“It's none of your business” I snorted at him attempting to close my door.
“You can feel it, can't you? You feel our connecting and yet you are fighting it” he said calmly.
“I don't know what you are talking about,” I said. I guess acting ignorant is the best option for me this moment at least till I get answers
“So you chose to become one of his whore rather than been with me?” he questioned with an irritating kind of attitude.
“What are you talking about? Just go away and let me be,” I said, as I walked past him and walked towards Richards's room. I paused at the door and turned to see that the bastard was gone, I sighed and gently knocked on the door before entering to meet a shocker.