MATEBOUND WITH A BEAST

Chapter 1: Calanthir Kingdom

Calanthir Kingdom

Ona was in her usual spot under the tree with a beam of sun kissing the left side of her bare shoulder to arm leaving her dark chocolate brown skin glowing and shining while sitting on the round wooden chair without supporters covered by the blue long dress she put on.

Using her right arm engulfed by the apple tree shadow to paint the red apple inside the glassy cup filled with water afront the painting board before her eyes with the wind slightly blowing her long black 4c wavy hair lengthening to her lower back in the right direction.

The breeze was endearing.

However, her black eyes shifted abruptly when the long thick bronze gates of the palace creaked to open welcoming the black car driving inside with the male guards and female servants running to welcome whoever was inside the car.

Her eyes darted away to put down the brush in her hand so she could descend the well-designed cliff to see well the man, but the sound of the heel clacked against the dusty brownstone on the ground made her head turn swiftly with her lips separating in slow motion.

Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. She stood still. Her eyes caught the handsome man with the white skin shimmering under the sun in his thin fabricated cream white shirt, exposing his chest while tucked neatly inside the dark brown well-tailored slack with the black and shiny formal shoes making the bold cluck with each step he was taking.

The eyes of Ona never blinked. The man was ridiculously handsome and felt like she was under his spell.

Gosh! She received a side smile when the man slowly looked up to meet her gaze. Ona couldn't handle the heat but run away, but she knew that it was going to be inappropriate for her not to welcome the guest too. She was the princess in her royal - The Calanthir Kingdom.

She walked with her chest rising and falling from blowing air from her mouth maybe trying to calm herself down. To get rid of whatever spell she was cast under.

How can an unknown man make her feel that way? She had never experienced that feeling in her 23 years of existence.

Her wood sandals made no noise when she entered the palace. She took a halt, took a deep breath in - held it for a minute then out slowly.

She found her parents and the servants side by side with bowed heads but her eyes were not yet seeing the man's profile, up until her shoe got dragged against the shiny white stone on the floor evidencing that she was not walking in wary.

The man peeped and her eyes were there to catch his handsome face again. She saw him acting in an abrupt motion to help her not to fall.

"Be careful," he said. With his left hand on her waist. So cold but giving her flutters. "Are you okay?"

"Thank you, and yes.... My... my dress got tucked under the shoe," true, her dress was long enough to get dragged on the floor too.

"I see, I'm sorry, I am Kalus Windsorrow from Valtira Kingdom," his voice was not helping much to Ona's stomach. It had sent piles of flutters with a smile that was escaping his lips.

Ona widened her eyes realizing that they were actually waiting for the guest for days and there he was in front of her taking her breath with every action he was making.

But she finally managed to open her lips by saying, "Nice to meet you Mr. Windsorrow, and I'm Princess Ona Astrum of this Kingdom." Her gulp was not audible enough for Kalus to hear.

She saw him stretching his hand to reach hers. She revealed her hand to him. He held it. Mmmh, tingles happened between their skins, she felt it then watched him placing a small kiss on her knuckles.