Royally Inclined

Chapter Six

I thought that my hand in Kane's symbolized the start of something between us. A statement of sorts, for all those who happened to see. But the moment we entered the house, he let go. Not as though he were embarrassed per say, it was more so instinctively. As his warmth left me, I began to feel my lifeless self once again. The only time I could feel such warmth, such life, was when I was drinking the blood of humans. The blood, their skin. The heat produced made me feel a little alive. As though I weren't a cold, lifeless entity. In Kane's hold, in his presence, I felt this feeling once again. And with him around, I didn't have to be hurting anyone.

He turned to me, motioning his head up the stairs as he spoke "go get some rest. You've been up all night"

Confusion spread across my face as I listened. Go get som rest? That's it? You just confessed to me one of the most meaningful things to a wolf, and that's all you say? I could feel the annoyance at his oblivious nature coarse through me and I couldn't help but give the slightest huff as I made my way up the stairs.

I closed the door, somewhat aggressively, and walked over to the bed before I flopped onto it. I stared at the ceiling, thoughts of Kane rushing through me. My nerves causing butterflies to flutter their wings in my stomach. Everything he confessed, I still was having trouble processing it. A werewolf being in love with a vampire? It was unheard of. Nor would most people accept. Even Derek, a member of Kane's own pack seemed to me angry about it.
Even still, I couldn't help but feel the same for him. Kane drew me in, I desired him. And no vampire strength could push that aside.

Though it was clear he didn't know how to act around me because al he said was go get some rest?! And he let go of my hand. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to try to calm down the worry that now filled my cluttered mind. Maybe he was embarrassed to have me as his mate. Maybe he didn't want me to be. What if, he was pushing me away in hopes his mate bond would break? What if...he just wanted me as a connection? Trick the enemy to get more information.

As hard as it was for me, I tried to push the worry away. I needed to rest, I needed to sleep off everything before it ate away at me and I became a wreck. And thankfully, I was able to do just that.

By the time I woke up, the sun was still as prominent as it was when it interrupted Kane's  and mine almost kiss. I still had to be cautious of its rays, for my necklace was still missing. I wasn't even sure if Kane would give it back despite knowing I was at risk. He may not have cared much, if at all. I wasn't suppose to leave this room without his authority anyways. Maybe then, and only then would he return it.

I grabbed the pack of clothes, pulling out some black tight pants, a loose white long sleeved shirt and a black corset to go with it. And to finish it off, knee high boots that laced up to the very top. These were my favorite shoes, I loved to wear them under my dresses, even though my father would kill me if he saw. One of the best choices I made was to put these on before I left the castle. In fact, they were my only pair of shoes here.

I walked into the bathroom, putting my hair into the a rather pitiful excuse for a bun, but usually servants did my hair for me. I had no experience with such tasks on my own. I stared at myself in the mirror, concern for how I looked itching away at me for the first time in my life. Despite being a princess and always having to look a certain way, I never cared. Not many people saw me anyways. However, with Kane here...I couldn't help but want to look the best I could.

I hissed at myself, walking away from the mirror. Why should I care how he sees me? If I am truly his mate, and he wasn't just messing with me. He probably liked me no matter how I looked. Right?

Being in this room, constantly, all the time was getting to me. It was leaving me to fend off my own thoughts and I couldn't. I was becoming overwhelmed by myself. I paced a bit, debating whether or not I could leave the room. I desperately needed to go out. I wanted to have freedom. It felt like I was back home, like I couldn't leave the castle unless my father was accepting. But he never was. He never would be. And here, it felt Kane was the same way. I stared at the door, feeling one option push and push its way through all the thoughts in my mind until it finally hit my brain. I would never get out of this room unless I just went ahead and did it.