It only took me a moment to make up my mind. As quietly as I could, I threw off the thick covers and sat up. My pajamas, one of Sebastian’s old t-shirts and a pair of cotton shorts, were definitely not very royal but hopefully, nob*dy was going to see me in them.
I kept my eyes on Lily’s peaceful face the entire time I put on my sl*ppers and tip- toed out the door. I couldn’t hold back my cringe when the door squeaked as I was opening it, but thankfully, Lily kept on snoring.
Time to find that balcony.
As I maneuvered the hallways, I couldn’t believe how beautiful the castle was at nighttime. There weren’t any electric lights that I could see but moonlight shone. in through the big, stained glass windows and bounced off the hallways. It looked magical.
Up ahead, the door to the balcony came into view.
Success! And not a single soul had to see me in my old Pls.
Fortunately, the door was unlocked and I closed it behind me, savoring the fresh air. Don’t get me wrong it was freezing out. There was still snow on the ground from our earlier arrival, but the cold didn’t feel so biting right now. If anything, the chilly air in my lungs and the goosebumps on my skin felt marvelous compared to the suffocating castle.
I dug my fingers into the polished stone railing. The balcony was at least two stories, if not more, but it was hard to make out much of the view. There was a reflection of the moon in the snow, but other than that, it was all inky darkness.
That might’ve freaked me out on another day, but right now, the isolation felt nice. There were no rude Kings or annoying wolves to deal with out here. Just me, the moon, and the below-freezing temperature.
Just two more days, Clark.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen someb*dy look so happy standing in zero-degree weather in a t-shirt,” a female voice piped up from behind me.
I whipped my head around immediately and spotted a newcomer on the balcony.
Guess I spoke too soon about getting to enjoy my time alone out here.
The first thing I noticed about her was the scar on her face.
It stretched from her eyebrow to her chin, and although I could see that she was smirking at me, the scar seemed to tug her skin into a frown. The girl didn’t look hardly older than I was. She had dark hair that hung in ringlets about her face, startling green eyes, and tawny brown skin.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” she continued to smirk, taking a few steps. closer to me. She must’ve had at least five or six inches on me and the height difference became apparent the closer she got.
Despite being caught off-guard, I tried to recover quickly. “No worries,” I said, “I was just taking a bit of a late-night walk. I didn’t expect anyone else to be out here.”
She glanced up at the moon, crossing her arms. Unlike me, she was dressed a little. bit more appropriate for the weather. a leather jacket, jeans, and thick boots.
“Me either,” she said.
“I’m Clark.”
Perhaps I should’ve been uneasy around a stranger on a secluded balcony, but some instinctual gut feeling told me this girl didn’t mean me any harm.
there was a
“You’re the human, right?” she asked, and her eyes lit up with curiosity, “I think I was supposed to meet you tonight. Well, you and a couple of others dinner party for the Alpha King, but I didn’t go.”
“Yep, resident human here,” I said, unable to keep the sarcastic tone out of my voice, “The dinner party? Wait a second…you must be Alessia. I think I remember them mentioning your name, but they said you weren’t able to come. You were sick. or something?”
“That’s what I told them,” she said, rolling her eyes, “But really, I had no interest. in spending my evening at some stuffy dinner party getting interrogated by the King. That guy is an a*s.” (
The laugh flew out my mouth before I could stop it.
Alessia grinned. “You don’t like him either?”
Deep down, I knew I should be careful about badmouthing the King with anyone, especially a werewolf I didn’t know. But after that fiasco of a dinner party, all I felt was sheer relief that someb*dy else felt the same way.
“He’s, uh, interesting,” I finally said.
“Let me guess. He found a way to ask you super personal questions that would make anyone uncomfortable and you had no choice but to answer.”
“Uh, pretty much…yeah. I’m guessing you’ve met the guy.”
A curl fell into her face and Alessia huffed, moving it out of the way. “Yeah, a couple of times,” she said, “They haven’t exactly been the most comfortable encounters. That man definitely enjoys trying to make his guests as uncomfortable as he can. I think he gets off on the power of knowing they’ve got to be nice to him, no matter what crazy shit he says. He’s a sadistic dick.”
“Given how I just spent my evening, I think you’re 100% correct.”
Alessia laughed. “Oh, and by the way, it’s technically Alpha Alessia.”
Wait, Alpha?
There’s no way this girl is an Alpha, right?
Female Alphas are extremely rare and she’s practically my age!
“You’re an Alpha?”
“You don’t need to look so shocked,” she smirked, “Most people don’t believe me when I tell them that.”
“Because you’re a woman or because you’re a teenager?”
“Usually both,” she shrugged.
I gave Alessia a second glance. I wouldn’t have pegged her as Alpha without her telling me, but now that she’d said something, I could see it. She was lean and well-built and she held herself like most Alphas did like she had all the confidence in the world (and she’d tear your throat out if you suggested otherwise). The scar certainly added the toughness factor too.
“Nah, you definitely look like an Alpha,” I said, “You’ve got the signature glare down pat.”
She chuckled. “Glad you think so.”
“If you don’t mind me asking, how is it possible you’re an Alpha?” I asked, “My dad always told me that female Alphas were extremely rare…although I will admit. I’m not Werewolf Wikipedia, so I might be missing something.”
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