⌈𝟏 - 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬⌋
“Let.Me.Go,” I try to keep my tone as firm as possible, hoping to mask the despair in my voice. The longer he keeps me pinned against the wall, the more difficult it becomes for my body to keep calm under his touch. Without realizing it, my lower back arches towards him, longing for his heath. Slightly, almost unnoticeably.
I crave him. His heath. His touch. His love.
After all that happened, all he did.
I avert my gaze, not being able to stare into those furious grey eyes.
Many say that his eyes hold the moon in their gasp. I couldn’t agree any less. The moon, keeping watch over us from above, holds a lonely but peaceful presence. Still like the deepest oceans.
His eyes are as wild as endless thunderstorms. Powerful. Fierce. Unpredictable.
He’s the almighty Alpha King, the sun of his people, and the ruler of all shifters.
That’s the thing…
To me, the man, now caging me with his body, panting heavily as he tries to control his wolf, he’s my everything - my most precious gift from the Gods themselves. As his mate, By the stars, heavens know just how much I love him. But, as the child of his enemy, all I can see when I look at him is the pile of bodies littered at his feet.
It was never our fate to stay together, to live our very own ‘Happily ever after’, like the princesses, we hear about in the stories of our childhood. A wave of despair hits me at the realization, shaking my core at the reminder. Life isn’t a fairytale, no matter how much I want it to be.
The wild eyes who give me the most tender gazes, those same mesmerizing eyes, coldly kill anyone who dares to stand in their way, as if their lives are worth no more but a single breath. And only the Gods know how many of those breaths include my people.
I stare at the bed in the center of the chambers - our chambers. An enormous bed, worthy of a King. our bed. A slight blush heats my cheeks at the memories of the endless nights we spend together on it.
The arousing melodies of heath and passion could be heard in the palace’s corridors.
I had surrendered my all to this man hovering over me, his eyes catching the fading blush on my cheeks, trying to read me. I shudder at the tickling sensation of his breath caressing my neck.
“Esfir, help me get out of here!”
“I’m trying to take control, but Varash is constantly reaching out.”
“Please, it hurts.”
My thoughts are interrupted when my chin is gently grasped, forcing me to look directly at the source of all my happiness and suffering.
“Love, didn’t I tell you before? You are mine.
Everything is mine. ”
He speaks while holding an exaggerated smirk on his face. This ferocious King could have fooled anyone with that cold expression, making them tremble on their knees with fear for their lives.
He is so desperate to keep me. So fearful of my death, that he even pulls up his threatening Alpha tone.
How will I be able to leave him when he is in such a state?
Everything is a lie.
Before I realize what I’m doing, my hand is already on his cheek, a soft touch, my expression softened - A wrecking ball destroying the faceless wall he had set up in front of me.
“Why are you even trying to hide your heart from me, when your eyes are clearly showing me how you truly feel,” I speak softly, almost whispering.
His expression revealed surprise before morphing in pure, raw devastation.
He tries, but he knows. He knows that I can read through his many facades. Fiercely, my shoulders are grabbed and my face is buried in the crook of his neck, and I take the chance to breathe him in.
Rain. Rose petals. Wood.
A familiar fragrance surrounds me. I had always found this fragrance to be so overwhelming and divine - addictive almost. His smell.
One hand holding my waste in place, tightly. The other holding the back of my head, gently. Both of them are trembling.
He inhales deeply, burying his nose in my hair - breathing me in.
“Please, I beg of you. I’m doing anything in my power to save you. So, please don’t leave me? I can’t live without you, you’re my moon. What am I without you? I’m sorry for what I did, so...please forgive me. Let me save you,” he confesses desperately.
I can feel the wetness of his tears on my hair and bare shoulder - he’s crying.
Dariush Azar Divus von Canidae. King of the Canidae clan. Most powerful ruler the world has ever known, the Alpha.
This ferocious man is currently crying in my arms.
Me, Soraya Emeraude von Felidae. Princess of the Felidae clan. The daughter of his enemy.
I chuckle sarcastically at the thought. Fate did us dirty there.
I want to move, but stay still. I want to push against his chest, but instead, I answer with his embrace. I want to hate him, but I know, I know that I love him.
“I will,” I respond. Feeling the tension in his shoulders lessen.
For the little time that I have left.
I love Dariush.
But I am the enemy of King Dariush Azar Divus von Canidae.
Therefore he and I can never be a ‘we’. He can never be my sun as I can never be his moon. Our paths are two parallels - never meant to intertwine.
For I am a Princess, the protector of my people.
They need me.
They trust me.
They put their lives in my hands.
From the moment I was born, I was meant to die for them, and I shall do just that.
How did it even come to this?
Amid blood and chaos, we met. Never would I have thought that the man sitting on his throne, looking down at me with cold dead eyes, would one night be the one looking up to me with eyes filled with pure adoration.