Dangerous Kiss (On Hold)

Chapter 21

I'm so sorry for the late update.

And for the short chapter.

Summer just started so things got crazy!

Anyway enjoy!

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The party was now in the actual castle of the King and Arya was ready. The night was warm and the torches lighting the palace flickered to the laughter of the crowds.

The carriage rocked to a stop and Arya took a deep breath of the fresh air.

The carriage door opened and each of the ladies was escorted out. Arya was last. She smiled gently as her man took her gloved hand and led her out.

Devonshire's beautiful eyes sparkled under his pitch-black hair. His figure was checked gorgeously by his dark suit with a single red rose in his pocket.

Arya, on the other hand, matched him like a puzzle. Her ball gown was a red with the upper part hugging her figure tightly and with black spirals twirling in and out, following her shape.

Her hair was styled properly this time and she followed all the rules. They had to not stand out this time.

But still, her pitch-black horse was still leading the carriage forward and he was the prettiest beast around.

"How are your weapons, my dear?" Devonshire whispered as they began to the entrance.

Arya snapped out her fan, opening it to hide her mouth, and pretended to yawn. Only her top fangs were showing.

Devonshire tilted his head in return. They quickly took their position at the front of the group with Arya's arm intertwined with Devonshire's.

Isadora and Horace stood behind them. Maribelle walked with Wolfe on the left and Vanessa walked with Jrake on the right. They were ready.

The party entered the castle. Gold decorated the huge walls as masterpieces hung upon them. Tall pillars held the structure and couples walked to and from, everyone looking breath-takingly pretty.

Arya tensed around Devonshire's arm. She didn't belong here.

"Alphas to the left! Hoard members to the Right!" A servant was shouting as groups were gliding to one side or the other.

Arya narrowed her eyes and looked up. This idea was still very uncomfortable to her. Why did they have to be separated? She glanced at the huge doors that separate the two rooms and their thickness. They would be impossible to open if closed. Her eyes snapped back down and she noticed Devonshire eyeing her.

"We will go in in about three hours." He murmured as they wave away their hoard; everyone smiling like normal.

The group parted and Devonshire and Arya entered the Alpha area alone.

"I'll go get us drinks. Just... try to see what you can find out." He beamed at her, pretending to have said something totally different.

Arya laughed as if he told a joke and blushed, "Don't be so gentleman-y. I'll be by the plants by the back." She touched his arm seductively.

He smirked in return, "Tut tut. How did I get someone so dangerous like you?" But his eyes showed his real answer, See you there.

Arya kissed his cheek and strolled away, noticing others looking at her but in their own conversations. Nothing seemed to be strange about Arya and Devonshire in their eyes.