Chapter 88
Nora had left to continue working but she said I could stay in her room for as long as I wanted. I got into reading her book, it was a fairytale about a water ell who fell in love with a forest elf. They were rivals with great responsibilities to their own land and people but their love didn’t dim with the time they were forced to stay apart if anything it grew until the pain of being separated was stronger than their love for each other. As a result of their wounded hearts, the oceans turned into chaos with waves so big they covered entire cities. The forest slowly died, the tree crowns hung as though on a tired neck and the colors turned grey from decay.
Their families came together to save what was left and decided to let the two lovers wed- this was the short version of the story but one thing I noticed was that I smiled through every page. It was painfully beautiful and magical, a romanticized world where love overcame everything.
I closed the book and put it under her pillow to make sure it was safe before I left the room.
Heading back to the main tower was difficult, it felt like I was voluntarily leaving behind a peaceful oasis to head back into Darian’s claws.
My bedroom door was still locked and I groaned when I succumbed to the notion that I had to go to Darian’s suite, all of my things were there and unless I wanted to sleep outside in the hallway I didn’t have much of a choice.
The double doors stood open when I reached them. A small table was the first thing I saw when I walked in with a vase and freshly picked flowers. Behind the table was a wall and you had to turn left down a little entrance to reach the room.
Maybe room isn’t the right word when its size is the same as a small apartment.
“You have got to be kidding me,” I scoffed when I turned the corner and saw the king size bed pressed up against the wall with two smaller vanities on each side. The gold detail on the bedpost and the vanity under the window was something straight out of a royal magatine on interior design and the room had a lounge area between the bed and a fireplace a large wooden deck by the window with a view overtaking the garden was what tied it all together.
“Not at all,”
The doors were open so I should’ve expected him to be here but that didn’t make me any lewe jumpy
I turned to watch him and saw the towel hanging on his hips while the rest of him was bund and parts of water were still on his skin.
I told myself to keep a raised head and to stand tall, but he stepped chosen, and when he towered over me I could feel how I shrunk as our eyes locked in a battle he knew that he was winning
Darian’s chest flexed when he moved until he stood close enough that his shadow was call over me
“I didn’t know you’d be here,”
“In our room?” His voice was grave and dark and left little to be desired,
He took one step closer, I took one step back and he smiled, Darian turned around, ran a towel through his wet hair, and tossed it aside while he walked to
the sofa.
This room was the polar opposite of his playroom. Everything here was bright, either white, beige, or gold with splashes of royal blue but it didn’t look like what I thought it would.
The room was suited for a king, not a monster.
He took a seat on the beige sofa and spread his arms over the headrest.
If the gods had a mold of one of their own, they used that to create Darian. He was different from all other males in every aspect and it was hard to fathom how the Lycans used to be big packs like ourselves. I couldn’t help the way that my eyes lingered on his chest and his arms, every time he moved his muscles bulged, and even now, sitting almost naked-covered only by a towel- he sent my warning bells into high gear telling me of the danger I was near.
“Come,”
I knew there was no point in arguing, if I defied him and stayed put he’d just drag me over there by my hair.
I forced my teet one step at a time and stopped when I stood in front of him.
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The Alpha’s Hunt
