Ivory
This woman named Violet, if I was correct, was truly beautiful, in an intimidating way, making me feel unnerved. She stared at me from the tip of her nose just as I scrambled off the edge of the bed I was perched on, wrangling my hands together.
"Don't look so spooked, or you might just give me ideas." She breathed out in a tinkering laugh as she stepped into the room.
"I'm not spooked." I answered, my voice weak to my own ears.
Her eyes ran over me a few times till I felt myself grow more uneasy. She didn't say anything else as she walked past me, her green dress flowing behind her as she got to the bed and fluffing the pillows.
"This is just how the king likes his pillows." She drawled loudly while I just watched, too dumbfounded to say anything.
"He hates covers being in the bed cause he runs as hot as a furnace, I wonder why the maids never remember that." She pulled the covers off the bed, folded it and walked up to the towering closet by the side of the spacious room to shove it in there. With the way she moved around with ease, it was like she was trying to show me that she knew a lot of things about the king.
Were they close? Were they sleeping together?
I frowned, watching as she finally stopped in front of me again.
"You and I would have a better conversation tomorrow… to set a few things straight." She breathed out as she looked me over once again and I nodded despite how unnerved I felt.
"I appreciate your warm welcome, and I look forward to speaking with you tomorrow." I uttered after carefully picking my words. She was intimidating, and I didn't know how important she was in this pack, which is why I must be careful to not get her angry.
"You're probably scared to death over the king coming to bed you tonight." She breathed out before leaning closer, "but you do know that if he comes here and meets his room empty, there'd be no maiden to bed."
She grinned after pulling away. "It's clear that you're scared for your life and also hella inexperienced. You won't survive the night with him, so why don't you find a way out of this situation yourself?"
My eyes widened at her words. Was she implying that I could… run away?
My mouth hung open even affer she gave me some directions before leaving. I still couldn't believe all that just happened. For some reason, I assumed that woman would be hella mean to me when we cross paths again, but she wasn't.
It was almost like she wanted to help me. Perhaps she felt pity for me, being a woman too. This is the first time someone has ever been this considerate to me before.
My heart began to race even harder as I began to contemplate on running. I had considered that on the way here, but getting told I'd be spending the night with the king managed to destabilize me, but now, my mind was back on track again.
Would I get caught if I run away? Or would I escape successfully and finally be free for the first time in my life? The thought of that made my heart soar happily, and without letting second thoughts kick in, I tiptoed towards the door and opened it.
My heart felt like it would explode as I slipped out of the tall door, taking a long look at the long empty hallways, then I took the left turn and walked as quietly as possible, my stomach in tight knots. I took another left turn, before stumbling to a stop at the sight of someone walking right towards me, each step powerful and the air suddenly felt tight.
Even before I looked up, I knew who it was from the intense scent which filled up my lungs and made me feel a strong urge to kneel.
The king.
A horrified gasp left my mouth as I stood frozen in place.
I had walked right into the king…the very person I was just running from, and he looked pissed as hell as he approached me, making me suddenly wish I could drop dead. His hair flowed free, looking messy like he's been pulling it, and his lips was in a thin line.
That woman who gave me directions… it clicked instantly, that she only set me up to this. She wasn't helping me.
She led me into trouble!
"The fuck were you trying to do?" He asked in a low, vibrating voice that had a panicked sound falling past my lips as I began to inch backwards on wobbling legs.
A wall met my back almost immediately and I let out a panicked gasp as he stopped in front of me, his dark eyes boring into mine. "How dare you try to run away? Aren't you already aware that you belong to me?"
"I- I'm sorr..." I stuttered but I was picked up in the next moment, making a panicked squeal leave my throat as I was deposited over his shoulder like a wet towel.
I felt like I was being carried to my deathbed, his shoulder digging into my stomach while my head spinned as he walked back to his bedroom and unceremoniously deposited me in the bed, making me bounce a few times before I crawled to the headboard in panic.
The top of my robe came off in the process and my breasts spilled out, making me gasp in mortification as I scrambled to pull the robe together.
When I glanced up, I realized that the king wasn't even staring at me, which means he didn't see my robe come off. But no relieved feeling came over me cause the night's actual nightmare was yet to start.
"I'm just here to clear a few things up, so you better listen cause I won't repeat myself twice." He still wasn't facing me and my heartbeat accelerated at his sharp voice.
He turned around in that moment, the sight of his face making my stomach twist again just as he continued to speak.
"Firstly, if you try running away again, you'll be severely punished after being caught, so think twice next time you decide to make a foolish decision. Most people don't survive the kind of punishments my men are trained to deal out."
I bit hard on my tongue, forcing myself to remain silent.
This alpha is a monster, a tyrant, I mustn't anger him.
"Tomorrow, I'm gonna wed you in public, but it would just be a sham marriage. You'll stay out of my way on moving forward, and keep your nose out of my business. You mustn't dare entertain any foolish or delusional thoughts concerning the two of us." He paused to stare at me pointedly and I flinched at the intensity in his dark eyes, his scent making me feel suffocated.
His words had me feeling stunned out of my mind.
Keep my nose out of his business?
That's literally all I want?!?
"You'll be shown to a different room tomorrow and you musnt come here again no matter what. And most importantly, I won't touch you, I have no intention of bedding you. If you were counting on that, then that's just too bad,"
"I wasn't counting on that." I blurted out before I could stop myself, then my heartbeat accelerated when his eyes narrowed at me.
"Good. You are far from my type so that's the last thing that would ever happen between us." As those words washed over me, a huge feeling of relief accompanied it.
Then almost immediately, I wondered if he was just refusing to touch me cause of my lack of a scent and my freakness. I mean, he's most likely disgusted in me like everyone else. Even though the thought is like a knife ripping my insides, for the first time ever; I felt happy to be a freak.
I scrambled off the bed, my face warm and my hands tightly clutching my robe, while feeling extremely naked underneath. "Um… since I shouldn't be here right now, can I be shown to my own room tonig— "
He cut me off sharply. "No. You'll spend the night here. Then tomorrow, you'll get your own room."
I let out a weird choked sound, my throat dry. "B- but you don't want me here." I pointed out feebly.
"Of course I don't." He pointed out sharply.
"So, why…"
"For reasons you do not need to concern yourself with. Now, goodnight. We'll get married tomorrow, look forward to that."
I stood frozen, watching as he exited the room without a backward glance, leaving me perplexed, lost and confused.