Something in me broke through the shocked, numb haze I’d been floating in. It couldn’t let Sebastian die protecting me. No, I wouldn’t let his blood end up staining the floor.
“No!” I choked out and I forced myself to move.
No no no. Sebastian can’t die!
My legs felt like stiff cardboard and I stumbled past Sebastian, falling into Griffin’s arms. My b*dy was shaking like a leaf, but he caught me and pulled me into his chest.
I felt a purr of approval deep in his chest.
The last thing I wanted to do was be anywhere near Griffin but I wasn’t about to let Sebastian die. I had just seen what Griffin was capable of if that meant I had to throw myself at his feet to appease him and spare Sebastian’s life, I’d do it.
“Please don’t hurt him,” I whispered, my face pressed into his shirt, “He’s my brother please don’t.”
I was glad that my face was hidden. It meant that he wouldn’t see how terrified of him I actually was.
“Hush,” Griffin said, and I could feel his bloody hands combing through my hair, “You’re with me. You’re safe. Nob*dy will hurt you.”
I wanted to scream. No not me, you lunatic! My brother! Please don’t hurt my brother!@
“Y-your Majesty,” a distant voice spoke and it sounded like one of the guards. Griffin growled.
“I don’t mean to interrupt,” the guard continued, “B-but what would you have us do with the former King? We’ll need to dispose of his b*dy.” D
Former king.
A terrifying realization dawned on me in that moment.
Griffin was the prince, the sole heir to the throne – and in seconds, he’d eliminated the only thing that stood between him and that crown.
I wasn’t mated to the prince of werewolves anymore.
I was mated to the Alpha King.
No.
No no no.
A wave of dizziness suddenly washed over me and dark spots danced in my vision. I felt my head lull farther into Griffin’s chest – oh God, am I fainting right now?
The world went dark.
“Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage.
Richard Lovelace
The first thing I noticed as I awoke was just how dry my throat was. It felt like I was swallowing sand as if I hadn’t had a sip of water in days.
The second thing I noticed was that the soft silk sheets I was lying on were not my own. As nice as my bedroom at dad’s house was, he wasn’t splurging for Egyptian.
cotton.
Wait, is someone stroking my hair?
Still half-asleep, I forced my eyes to open and tried to blink the blurriness away. It took a second, but slowly, an unfamiliar room and b*d came into view. This elaborate bedroom was ten times more luxurious than my castle suite. Dark furnishings and expensive art hung on the walls, and to my right, there was a large glass window where you could see the castle grounds sprawled out below.
Before I could take in any more of my surroundings, the dryness in became overwhelming and I started to cough.
“Would you like some water?”
I nearly jumped out of b*d when I felt Griffin’s hand rub my back.
When did he get here?
my throat
I managed to nod my head once my coughing fit ended and I watched him disappear into what I assumed was an in-suite bathroom.
Where am I?
As soon as he was out of sight, I whipped my head around, trying to discern ast much about the bedroom as possible. It didn’t feel like a guest bedroom. The furnishings were too lavish and all of the decorations felt personal.
This must be his bedroom.
Oh, God.
I’m in his bedroom.
He must’ve taken me here after I fainted.
Like a tidal wave, the events of the past few hours came rushing back all at once
Griffin declaring me his mate, the King’s threats, the beheading, and my fainting spell.
Anxiety clawed at me and I threw the covers off.
I have got to get out of here.
“Where do you think you’re going?” My feet hadn’t even touched the floor before Griffin was at my side again, a glass of water in hand. “You need to get back into b*d, sweatheart.” In one fell swoop, I was back on the b*d and laying underneath.
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