The Seven Sons: The Slave 12

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Chapter 12

Drake

                I made sure to catch her eye before she walked into the bedroom. It was really the only contact that we could make without anyone catching us. I did not want to know what would happen if we got caught. It made me fear that I would lose her even though my pack is big into everyone being with their mate, no matter who they are. Even if she was not taken away from me I still knew that my parents would be disappointed and so would the rest of the pack.

                Sometimes I wish that I was not a prince or that I could just run away and be with her; I mean it’s not like I am an only son. But with the war it would be impossible to run away because if one of our enemies find out then they would try to come after me and using me against my family and pack.

                So I just have to hope that one day, hopefully soon, I will get to be with her and be accepted.

                I want to hold her and walk down the halls with her hand in mine and present her to everyone. Show that I am a loyal and kind person to her; I do not wanting to have to hide our relationship because hiding it is like I am saying that I do not care about her when I feel exactly the opposite. I felt wrong hiding it. I wanted to have life in my life and without her with me in the open it felt dreary and just like we were just waiting for the war to truly begin.

                Even the pancake with syrup on my plate seemed just boring.

                All of a sudden I had something hit me knocking me out of my negative thoughts. I looked over to see a pancake flopped over onto the table and looked up at my brothers to see them all staring me.

                “Guys, was it really necessary to throw that me?”

                “No, but it was totally hilarious.” Adrian said smacking Tait on the head when he tried taking a piece of his sausage.

                “It was not necessary for them to do that, but you were completely spacing out. Are you okay, Drake?” Ryker asked, always being one of my brothers that cared about everyone. I nodded, but I knew he wouldn’t drop right so it did not surprise me when I heard his voice in my head. ‘Is it about Miranda?’

                ‘Yeah,’ I hoped he would just drop it because I did not want to talk about my relationship it would just bring me down more.

                ‘Is something wrong?’

                ‘I do not know, it’s a long story.’

                ‘Come on, please tell me. I feel bad that something is upsetting you?’

                ‘Ryker, if it was something that could easily be fixed then I would tell you, but it’s not so just drop.’

                ‘Drake you know I only ask because I care and I want to know if there is anything I could do…’

                ‘Ryker, leave him alone. He does not need to badgered because it will only make him more upset.’

                ‘I just care about, so I want to know what has him down, Soren.’

                ‘I know it is just…’

                ‘Ryker, I am just down because I just wish that I did not have to hide my feelings for Miranda. I want everyone to know how much I care and for some weird reason I know that people will disapprove of it.’ I told him staring down at my food, wishing that this was not true but I knowing that it was and I was just going to have to deal with it.

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