The Alpha King's Princess
The Alpha King’s Princess – Chapter 19

I followed him to his office and smiled a little. Seeing Sibyl have to leave and being caught in her lie made me happy, but it was also amusing that I was still following Candido like this. I claimed to be an adult, or at least almost an adult, but I still went to bed when he told me to and woke up at the same time.

Sure, I was often not asleep as I had things to do for Moon Shadow, but my schedule had been created by Candido years ago and I saw no reason to break it now.

After he helped me with my homework, he sent me back to my room. A few minutes later he appeared with the same glass of milk. I sipped slowly and Candido eyed me suspiciously.

“Is something wrong?”

I shook my head. “It’s just… Are you okay?”

“Why would I not be?”

I laughed. How often had I asked that? Candido really has rubbed off on me.

“You seem upset about Sibyl…” I glanced up at him shyly. “If you made her leave because of me…”

“Sibyl had other motives coming here tonight,” he said. “It’s nothing for you to worry about, so long as you sleep well… You said once that you weren’t comfortable with her.”

Had I told him that?

Was I part of the reason that Sibyl hadn’t been allowed to stay over all these years?

I smiled and handed the empty glass back before tipping up onto my toes to k**s his cheek.

“Good night, Candido.”

His pupils were blown wide as we looked into each other’s eyes. For a moment, we were close enough to share breath.

“Good night,” he said, his breath ghosting across my lips before he drew back and turned back down the hall.

I slipped inside and headed to bed. I considered logging in to check on things with the investigation, but as I yawned, I felt more tired than I had realized earlier. I drew the canopy around my bed, plugged in my phone, and went to sleep.

“Oh, harder! Harder!” I cried.

My b***d felt electric with pleasure. I felt it rolling through my body as something heavy and warm relaxed on top of me. Pleasure blossomed, thrusting deeper and harder into me. I clung to the figure thrusting into me, filling me with so much pleasure I could barely breathe.

“Please, more,” I gasped. “More. I want more. I’m so close.”

My eyes rolled back as the pleasure crested over me. Candido pulled back, cupping my face.

“Come for me, Hedy.”

I sat up with a gasp. I felt feverish and on edge as I sat up and shuddered. It wasn’t the first time I’d had a s****l dream about Candido, but this was the first time it felt so real. If I was older, if my birthday fell earlier in the year, I’d already be able to k**s him on the lips and tell him how I felt without worrying.

Until then, I was just a child in his eyes and that was all I could really be, legally. Candido wasn’t the type to let a young girl seduce him. Still, the thought of his skin against mine and what it would be like to take everything he had to give made me shiver.

If I was older, would I have been able to seduce Candido? I wasn’t as attractive as Sibyl was, and her efforts had fallen flat.

I growled, thinking back to Sibyl standing in the middle of the foyer like that. She didn’t deserve to be in the same room with Candido, let alone to touch him. It should have been my hands on his chest.

Candido would have pulled me into his arms. He would have let me stay. My cheeks heated as I thought about the soft silk of his dress shirt falling down his shoulders and bearing his muscular chest.

I closed my eyes and bit my l*p. I might have been able to let Candido marry Sibyl once, but that can’t happen now. Even if he never saw me as a viable option, I had to replace someone else who would fit the bill.

The thought burned uncomfortably in my chest. I wanted Candido. I wanted him to be mine and me to be his.

I wanted him to be just mine forever. Mine.

My mate.

I shuddered at the thought. It was a fantasy, I knew that. The poison Lilian slipped into my food for years should have killed me. I could only guess that my awakened bloodline was the reason that I survived, even though it dampened all my instincts and powers. I couldn’t even shift, let alone feel any sort of mating instinct.

At least, I didn’t think so. The way it had been described to me made it seem like there was nothing that would stop me if I had found my mate like an uncontrollable tide of emotion, a draw I couldn’t resist. Everything about them would attract me, from their scent to the imperfect stands of color in their eyes.

But I couldn’t feel anything. I was getting better at controlling my powers, but it wasn’t perfect and still tired me out so quickly. I was healthier than I had been four years ago. I could feel my powers growing, shaking off the poison’s affects, but I wasn’t at full health.

The doctors said there was a chance that I would never be completely healthy, that I would never be able to shift, but Candido had told me not to be discouraged when he started to give me his b***d. The doctors thought that my better diet had been the only reason I was recovering, but I knew better.

I had never seen Candido’s shifted form, but the fact that his b***d was healing me meant he was a golden wolf.

I turned my head as the line of the Moon Goddess book came to mind.

Before the Goddess made a pact with the night, she was the sun.

In theory, that meant she had been the strongest before the pact. Was that why golden wolves were the most powerful? I looked down at the length of my golden blond hair and stroked it.

People dyed or bleached their hair for shades of blond, but the golden tone of my hair was rare. I couldn’t remember the number of times I had been asked who my stylist was when I was in high school.

People dyed or bleached their hair for shades of blond, but the golden tone of my hair was rare. I couldn’t remember the number of times I had been asked who my stylist was when I was in high school.

I remembered Lilian always cutting it short so I never drew much attention to myself. It had only been when I came to Candido’s that I had been able to grow my hair out like the picture I’d once had of my mother.

The more I thought about it the more I wondered what my mother’s story really was. Who was Ophelia before she became my mother and died? I had already figured out that she was where I got my powers from as Bella was a normal wolf and all of Steven’s family was too.

I climbed out of bed and went to the window. I pushed it open and looked up at the full moon.

The Moon Goddess had led me to Candido for a reason, I was sure of it. She had led me to Moon Shadow too. Maybe… just maybe… it was because I was his mate and it was only a matter of time before I would feel it.

I couldn’t have wished harder for anything more than to stand at his side and support him as he unified werewolves against vampires and restored peace.

The next morning, I decided to change my style a little. In place of a baggy top, I wore one of the tops that had been tailored to fit me. It was a tiny, seemingly insignificant change, but I couldn’t undo my reputation at school all at once without drawing suspicion.

“You look so nice today!” Claire said slinging her arm around me. “I heard about Sibyl… are you okay?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

Claire laughed. “Of course, how could you not be, great fearless one.”

We walked towards class together. Coming down the hall was Linda’s father, along with his entourage. He looked pale though his expression was still pinched tight. He didn’t even glance at me, but the people following him carried folders of files and several boxes of what looked like clothes, shoes, and random knick knacks that might have decorated a bedroom.

“What’s going on?” I asked watching them head towards the main exit.

“Linda’s been withdrawn from the Academy,” Claire said and nudged me. She wiggled her eyebrows. “Think it had anything to do with her offending the Alpha King’s little princess?”

I scowled at her and nudged her back. “Maybe they found out she’s been cheating the entire time.”

Claire wiggled her finger. “Ah, ah. Don’t get shy. That would be called expulsion not a withdrawal.”

I rolled my eyes though the thought that Candido had a hand in it did make me happy.

“Let’s go to class, all right?”

“As you wish, Your Highness,” Claire said and laughed as I scowled at her.