𝐻𝒾𝓈 𝒬𝓊𝑒𝑒𝓃

𝐼 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

𝒞𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓃𝒶'𝓈 𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓋𝒾𝑒𝓌.

If first 2 days were tolerable, next ones hit me drastically differently. 

My mood worsened and my yearning for my mate became impossible to bear. From Wednesday on, I refused to get out of bed, I slept 2 hours at most everyday, I wore William's clothes constantly, took only 6 showers in total, have brushed my hair a few times, Harper has been bringing me bananas and water 4 times a day; August came in my room to continue the class as I repudiated going to the ballroom or anywhere else, he had to drag me out of bed. 

I call and text Willy every hour and we talk for 20 minutes minimum. Judging by his voice during our calls, he is just as miserable. 

Today is Sunday. 10PM. The last day of this agony. 

Now, I am playing with the locket on my neck and hugging my mate's t-shirt. We talked around 15 minutes ago, so soon I will be able to call him again. 

That's what I've been doing all day, every day: waiting to call William. Texting doesn't work for both of us anymore. 

"Your Highness?"- said Xander from behind the door. 

Oh, yeah, the bodyguards. Their job has been very easy. They basically do whatever, since I have not left the room for days. 

"Yes, Xander?"- I replied and rolled on my side. 

"Please stay inside right now."- asked me politely, in almost begging manner Xander. I scoffed, it is not like it is going to be an issue. 

"Of co-"- I said and bit back my tongue. 

I sat up and took a deep breath, my eyes closed on their own. 

Feeling of anticipation, joy, love, adoration, relief and most of all, completeness, washed over me. Familiar, spicy and warm scent wrapped me in its embrace. 

I jolted out of bed and ran to the door, bursting it open. Dad swiftly took my hands in his from behind my back, holding me in place. I whined and kept trying to break free. 

"You can't be serious!? Please, please, please, please, let me go."- I whined and kept pulling my hands. 

"Miracle, please. You will see your mate tomorrow."- said dad. 

"Please, please, please. I will just hug him and tell him how much I love him. Please."- I pleaded.

"You won't just hug him, miracle. You and I know that very well. You will cling to each other and won't separate."- said amusedly father.

"Dang right, we won't! I haven't see his handsome face or felt his relaxing touch for days! Dad, please, let me go."- I said in frustration. Suddenly, a loud, threatening, hazardous growl erupts just around the corner. William's growl.

"See, he wants to see me too. Dad, please."- I begged and started twisting my hands, hoping to break free. 

"Miracle, please. You two will be together tomorrow, I promise. Right now, you two have to stay away from each other; you have a few more hours to go, daughter. Come on, miracle."- consoled me father, failing miserably. 

"Why is he not here yet?"- I mumbled sadly and disappointedly. William is 6'6 bag of pure muscles. No one is even close to being as robust as my mate.

"8 guards are holding him back. And Reginald is there with him too."- answered dad in slightly amused tone. 

"Dad, please."- I whined. 

"Nope. Come on."- stated dad and dragged me inside my room. 

𝒲𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓂'𝓈 𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓋𝒾𝑒𝓌.