The Royal Mask

Chapter 41

{ N A T H A N I E L POV}

Richard smirks, "We meet again after two years, Prince Nathaniel!" He dramatically bows and I scoff.

Not that I'm not happy seeing him but I would have been more happy if I didn't find him with my mate, laughing with her in middle of woods at midnight. I look at Ophelia and thankgod she doesn't seems hurt, infact her eyes gleam with happiness and a little mischief if I may add as she stands besides Richard.

"Ophelia..." I walk towards her when she staggers a bit but to my surprise she immediately takes a step back frowning as if my touch would burn her.
Okay what the fuck is happening here!

"Richie rich?" She mutters and Richard leans towards her smiling while I observe them with a frown.

"Am I dreaming or is the arrogant lycan really standing in front of us?" She asks him hiding her face with one hand as if she is telling a secret but loud enough for anyone to hear. She must have had many pixie shots seeing how she is slurring and giving stupid nick names to bloodsuckers! And how the hell did they become so close?

"Ophelia come here..." I say calmly controlling my anger. I hate seeing her so close with him.

"Nope!" She sticks out her tongue looking adorable and very hot at the same time in that short tight red dress which seems to stick to her like a glove accentuating her every curve. She wore this to that stupid club?

"How many pixie shots you had?" I ask her and she laughs.

"Two..." She says while showing me five fingers and I sigh.

Richard chuckles looking highly amused.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I raise an eyebrow and he just laughs shaking his head.

"You are still the same Nate! Always so serious! Is this how you greet an old friend?" He pouts.

I glance towards Ophelia whose cheeks are flushed because of the drinks, she looks so serene under the moonlight and I involuntarily gulp when she crosses her arms making my eyes shift towards her chest..Oh damn! Oblivious to my hungry gaze she plays with a stone on the ground moving it with her feet. If I could just throw her over my shoulders and take her home!

Someone clears throat and I frown at Richard. He is still here?

"Why kill a rogue, Richard? Though you love killing them for fun but why here?" I cross my arms raising my eyebrows.

"Straight to the point, huh! Before you kill me, dude I'd like to say that I was just coming to meet you and ran into that rogue trying to enter your pack, I thought you will be overjoyed to hear about a dead rogue." He smirks. He is still the same, taking everything as a joke and that smirk which makes girls run behind him begging for his attention. Thankfully Ophelia is not like those girls falling for his charms. But remembering how she was laughing and pulling his cheeks, I'm not so sure.

"You could have called me I would have let you in, why break into the pack. Because of the mess you have created I have told my men to search and kill the intruder!" I sigh running a hand through my hair.

"Well breaking into a pack is so much fun, Nathaniel!" He laughs and I chuckle.

*Flash* *Click*

Suprised we both turn towards the source of flash. Ophelia taps her phone saying, "Gosh so hot, I should keep this as my wallpaper!" She giggles.
Oh Goddess!

I look at Richard to see her ogling my mate from head to toe with a wide grin on his face. I growl and pull Ophelia towards me by her waist, she struggles and tries to push me away but I don't even move a muscle. After her obvious futile struggles she pouts at Richard. When did they become so close? And what exactly were they doing before I had interrupted them?