The Prince and His Assassin (boyxboy)

Chapter 8

I woke up feeling something attached to me. It was Dakota who wrapped his arms around me and was snoring gently. He was so beautiful asleep, but even more beautiful when I could see his blue eyes. He was just amazing in looks, personality, everything. I couldn’t kill him, but I was suppose to just play with him.

I sighed as I got up and grabbed my dagger from my boot. I slowly raised the dagger, but stopped when he had squirmed and mumbled, “I love you Alec.” I brought the dagger back to my side then got dressed and kissed his head. “I’ll be back my love.” I jumped out his window into a pile of hay then scaled the walls and made my way to the scoundrel part of the town.

I passed many criminals as I made my way to a bar where I had found my target. I searched for the black cloaked figure and found them at a bar drinking scotch. I rolled my eyes and slammed the two stacks of a hundred dollar bill. “What is going on?” The figure asked. “I’m declining the job. I can’t do it,”I replied, but soon started to back away as the figure slowly got up. “You’re what?!” The figure had yelled. It was female by the sound of the voice, but didn’t sound old or affected by drugs.

“I’m declining.”

“You will rue your action.”

“That’s funny, because I rue ever having a thing to do with some dumb bitch like you.”

I turned on my heels and walked out of the bar and made my way back to the castle. I scaled the wall then climbed up to Dakota’s window to hear crying. I slowly made my way into the room and saw Dakota curled up on the couch crying his heart out with Adrian comforting him. “Love? What’s wrong?” He glared at me as I got closer to him.

I took one more step towards him as he got up and charged at me. I dodged a fist but caught him as he almost fell onto the ground. Adrian had walked out and smacked me upside the head as he left the room. Right as he did that, Dakota pulled himself from me and sat on the couch. I got closer, but every time I did he would scoot away from me.

He threw a pillow and said, “What’s wrong?! You LEFT me after sex! You didn’t say anything and you did that! I thought I was just going to be used as a toy! You are a fucking bitch motherfucker assholer bitch’s tits douche canoe! I hate you!” I felt my heart break when he said those three words and fell onto my knees. “W-What? Y-You hate me?” I could feel my eyes tear up and heart shattered until he hugged me.

“I’m sorry! I don’t hate you, I promise! I love you!” I slowly nodded my head then got up and went to the bathroom leaving him in his room. I closed the door and locked it. ‘I knew it. He never truly wanted me! It was just because of the stupid mate bond!’ I slid down the door and let myself cry as he knocked and continued to knock trying to receive an answer from me. I was glad I was the silent crier I am, or else he would have pegged me for being weak.

I felt the door open and fell onto whatever was behind me since the door was supporting me. I opened my eyes and saw Dakota, who had quickly hugged me. “I didn’t mean what I said,” he said while playing with my hair. I pushed him off me and sat on the couch. “Whatever. I don’t care.” I wiped my face then started to play with one of my daggers by balancing it on my finger tips. I felt it prick my finger as it fell off of me and onto the couch. I licked my finger as Dakota watched me ignore him.

“Alec?” I looked up at him, not saying a thing. He continued anyways, “I’m sorry. It doesn’t make up for what I said, but I truly am. I love you and need you more than anything. I promise that I do and I-I…” He broke off into tears. I got up and walked over to him as he sobbed. “I forgive you, but answer this for me please. Did you ever even want a mate?” I had asked him as I hugged him rubbing his back and kissing his head. “Y-yes,” he responded. I smiled and picked him going to the couch.

I held him close to me and calmed him down. “I love you,” I told him. He smiled at me then kissed me gently, but lovingly. “I love you too. I’m sorry,” was his only reply as he clung onto me for dear life. “Want to watch another movie?” He nodded his head then got up and put in a random movie. To my likings, he had put in Ouija, a movie I had been longing to watch, but never had the time for.

He sat back on my lap and wrapped his arms around my neck. I wrapped my arms around him as he snuggled into me. “I love you so much. Please don’t ever leave me,” he whispered so quiet that even I had a hard time hearing him. “I will never leave you. You’re my everything. If I were to lose you, then I would have nothing to live for,” I whispered back. He smiled then kissed my nose. “You missed, love.” He smiled and kissed me on the lips quickly.

I pulled him into another kiss and put as much love and passion as I could into it. He smiled widely at me after he kissed back with as much love and passion, maybe even more. “I truly love you.” I hugged him hearing those words then remembered what I had in my pocket. It might be too soon, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I set him on the couch cushion next to me then stood up and looked at him. “I’m taking you out.”

He looked confused as I pulled him out of his room and to the courtyard. I felt my nervousness grow with every step I took taking him to the on place he truly loved, the art museum. I paid for the admission again the took him to the children’s playroom where there none, since everyone was at the new event at the library. I sat him in the chair that he sat in last time then turned to the black light glass board. I wrote out four words then looked at him who was looking at me curiously.

“What are you doing?” I grabbed his hands and put him right in front of the board then turned it on. There was my sloppy handwriting and he was staring at it intently. It said: Will you marry me?

He turned to see me down on one knee with an engagement band that had carvings in it. The carving was of a wolf howling, but it was my wolf. I had my picture taken one day, many years ago, to get this ring made. Here it was, hopefully to be given to the only one I could ever love like I do.