The Shadows of Royalty

Consuming Chapter 6

( BTW: Rachel calls prince Alexander by Alex or Xander... I promise both names are the same person.. Just didn't want u to get confused...anyways continue reading and enjoy..)

His eyes seemed to swallow into mine. His gaze made my spine shudder as it seemed to look beneath my soul. But his eyes had clarity in them and recognition. His eyes-
My thoughts were cut when Alex seemed to cough to get my attention.

I seemed to be stuck in place, not able to move a single joint. Not even able to stutter a word out.

Xander seemed to take the lead from here. "This is Rachel Avery and Rachel this is The Duke, Liam Jackson."

I quickly realized that I had been gawking like an idiot and remembered my manners.

I curtsied, and replied, "It's a pleasure to meet you, your Duke ship." I rose gracefully and finally averted my eyes into his gray piercing ones. He surprised me my sweeping my hand off my gown and placed his soft warm lips on them.

"The pleasure is all mine." He acquired. I couldn't help it but his voice had this melodic sexy feeling that made you drop to your knees. Get a grip, a voice in my mind whispered. I smiled removed my hand from his grip. Xander's hand seemed to grab my arm and place it into his. Possessive bastard...

"Now where were we? I need you to lead me to where my brother is." Liam Jackson said raising a brow.

"Alright then, Rachel do you remember where patient 63 is? " Xander said with amusement. I could have snorted if I wasn't in the presence of his highness and lordship. Xander had labeled Liam's brother as if he was a rat.

I could feel the anger radiating from Lord Liam's body. I could swear I could of heard him growl. Growl? For God's sake, he wasn't an animal to growl. In fact he was one of those lucky sons of a biscuit since he had a killer body that I was sure to be 100% lean and killer features that would of made a any girl fall to her knees. Now Alex seemed to like playing this dangerous game with Liam. He was trying to make his clock explode and get down to those nerves.

I finally seem to find my voice. " Do you mean Jackson?" I ask sweetly and innocently as I can manage. I could feel Xander muscles tense, as his eye brows twitched. He seemed to forget that two could play this game. I could tell that he was losing his temper. That's what he got for being an asshole today.

"Jackson?" Duke Liam questioned, raising a brow.

I ripped my arm from Xander's arm and replied. "17, bright blue eyes with golden hair."

"That could be anyone." He replied dryly.

Well then, I pulled my last card out. "Has a birth crescent shaped birth mark beneath his right hip."

I could see Xander's jaw clench as Liam's eye brow rose up even higher, and after a few moments, he seemed to unfaze from his death stare.

"Yes, that is him. May I ask how you would know such detail? Should I be worried?"

I could have died right there. He was suggesting that if I had defiled his brother in his sleep or eye raped him, perhaps. I glance up at his majesty and his face was red and was ready to punch a hole through the wall. Bipolar much?

I could feel my face redden. "Of course not!" I beamed raising my voice. My voice seemed to cut and not crack under his gray piercing gaze. "You should be worried when your dear brother was dying and I saved his sorry life!" My voice rose as my fists curled into a fist.

He quickly averted his eyes. "I'm sorry that I have offended you Miss Rachel. I assure you that I'm greatly thankful for you saving my brother's life, but are you a doctor, I'm not sure I caught if you are certified or not."

By then Xander seemed to remember that he is a part of this conversation and said, "Sir Jackson, you better shut the hell up. Rachel isn't only one of my best residents in training but one of my selected nominees for the Trial and I'm greatly offended that you are worried that Rachel isn't good enough to have saved your brother's pathetic life at midnight. If she wasn't there, he'd be long gone. " I couldn't help but let my grin slip.

Duke Liam Jackson seemed to stare at both of us. A death stare at Xander and he seemed not affected by his Majesties word. His angular and perfect sculptured face seemed to soften when he looked back my way. "I'm greatly in your debt, Miss Rachel, and I dearly apologize for my outburst. But you know that my brother is the only family I have left."

My heart softened a bit even though he was rude. I knew how it feels to have no family left. My mother for instance, bam disappeared or most likely dead. My dad was the only thing I had left but he treated me like crap. I could feel the tears threatening my eyes but I pulled myself together. Today, was not my Boohoo drama day.

Get a grip... I mentally slapped myself.

"Of course, let me lead you to his room." I replied. I exhaled in relief, when my voice didn't seem to waver a bit as Liam's intense gaze left me.

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His hit breath fanned my neck, or I thought it did. He stood behind me glancing over my shoulder. His brother was in a blissful state of sleep.

"He should be awake soon," I murmured. He didn't reply but stood there starring. His eyes concentrated onto his brother, he was in deep thought and hadn't heard what I had said. Maybe he wanted to have some time with him without any disruptions.

I twirl around and make my way to the door, but a cold strong hand gripped mine, making me stumble. Like hot damn, was he that strong? His two hands found my waist and steadied me before I had lost my footing. Several inches were between his God like face and my own. He exhaled as his minty breath hovered above mine. I was too absorbed in my observation before I realized that his eyes where roaming over my face like it was a long gone memory and needed to be memorized before it disappeared. Tingles tingled at my waist were his hands still held me. What was I doing? This is a mere stranger that might be a serial killer or in some type of mafia... Snap out of it!

I awkwardly cough and move my body away from his grip. And now the million dollar question if the day- how do you casually walk out a room like nothing had just happened and-

Shut up I hissed into my mind. I think that I'm starting to have serious issues with myself. It's like there's a damn narrator inside myself that comments at every single thing that happens in my life. I should really check out my brain, I may have a tumor in it that playing me with some fake hallucinations. You stupid dumb ass! The fake narrator echoed in my head. And now it can also talk back. Great...

Suddenly the monitors in the room start beeping and then the siren gets louder. Jackson's body shook and kept jerking. Shit, He was having a seizure. 

And here we go again , sorry for my awkward chapter. Or I felt like writing it was awkward... Idk but I promise to update an extra chapter this week since there's " Eid" celebration. Like wise I will update an extra chapter when there is a holiday or any celebrations. You may comment on all the holidays you can think of.

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