Royal shuffle: Vampire’s mate

ANDREA

Safe to say that I became a regular at the library. Partly for the amazing books that it had in store, but mostly so I could see the magnificent owner of the place. I guess you could say that I and Leo bonded over books. We would discuss everything I had read, and he would recommend more for me to read. I found out a bit about him too. He has lived in this town all his life, and he just started the library. And sometimes, if he wasn’t busy, we would get a bite and coffee. I don’t think that qualified as a date, but time spent with him was really something. And my heart always felt a flutter when I was with him, my skin felt like tiny electric shocks were traveling through it whenever he touched me. It almost felt as if we were mates.

I laughed as soon as the thought entered my head. A wolf and a human mated together? Now, that’s even more rare than an omega getting a mate. However, I wouldn’t mind being his girlfriend. Hell, I wouldn’t mind being his wife.

Meanwhile, things on the work front weren’t so rosy. Prince William was becoming more and more a menace, much so that I was seriously considering quitting. But then, that would leave my poor mother to cater for the bills and my sisters’ fees herself. I couldn’t let her go through that.

I sighed as I rode through the castle gates, not even bothering to greet the guards this time. My spirit had already plummeted, and I wanted to go home, even though I just got here.

I reported to the situation room as per the usual, and waited for the house keeper to assign tasks to us. As we all sat at the huge wooden table, I couldn’t help but notice how Savannah kept throwing me dirty looks. I rolled my eyes and sighed. I don’t know how to tell this bitch in a language she would understand. I don’t want the Prince. Matter of fact, if she can manage to get him off my back, I would be very grateful. The house keeper finally entered, and immediately began assigning tasks. She looked around the table, and her eyes turned sober when they landed on me. My brows furrowed in confusion, and she sighed.

“Andrea, report to the prince’s office. That’s your job for today,” she said.

“What?!” Savannah shouted, banging her hands on the table and flying to her feet. “Why?!”

The housekeeper ignored her outburst. I rolled my eyes and stood up as well.

“So, I guess I’m cleaning the office. Or I’m on food duty?” I asked.

Her eyes turned sad again, as she looked at me. “None. You just have to report to him,” she replied.

I was confused. Savannah, on the other hand was fuming.

“Okay, ma’am.” I said, and began to leave the room.

Just as I was about to walk past her, she snuck an object into my arm, and then made a show of wiping dirt on my face, with sorrow on her face.

“You cheap, fucking slut!!!” Savannah screamed at me.

I sighed, and opened the door. “Look in the mirror and repeat what you said, Savannah.”

I heard her shout as I closed the door, and began my journey to Prince William’s office. I looked at the object in my hand and it was a knife. A pretty, small pen knife with a wooden handle that had intricate carvings in it. I shrugged, and put it in my pocket. I don’t know why she gave it to me, but I liked it.

I took a deep breath before raising my hand to the door to knock. Before my hand could touch the door, I heard his voice from inside.

“I know you’re the one outside, Andrea. You can come in.”

I opened the door, and slowly crept into the large office. What did he need all the space for anyway?

“Good morning, Prince William.”

He sighed, and closed his laptop and the book he was reading shut.

“How many times do you want me to tell you to just call me Will?” He asked, while reclining in his chair.

When are you going to take the hint, you fucking bitch?!

“My apologies, sir,” I replied.

Prince William was attractive, no doubt. Standing at at least 6’0, with bright brown eyes that matched the color of his hair, a skin that shone a tanned color and his lean physique, he was eye candy. Throw his money and influence in the mix, and I can see why Savannah was ready to go to war for him. But, for some reason, he just didn’t do it for me. I didn’t want him. And I think he was having a hard time accepting that the person he wants for his latest rendezvous doesn’t want him.

“You asked to see me?” I asked.

He nodded, and reached into his drawer, taking out what appeared to be a rather large jeweler’s box. He stood from his chair and walked over to stand behind me. I shifted uncomfortably as he stood rather close to me. I could feel his breath on my neck. He held the box in front of me with both hands around me so I was looking directly at the box while he stood behind me. It was rather unnerving, all I wanted was for him to move a bit.

“I got this for you earlier this week.”

My brows furrowed in shock, and I craned my neck to look at him. He seemed quite serious.

“What? Why?” I asked.

“Because when I saw it, it reminded me of your beauty. And I just knew that it would look perfect on you.”

He opened up the box, and my breath caught in my throat. The necklace was beautiful…and looked expensive. So expensive that it could buy my future. Assuming I had any.

“It’s beautiful…” I said in a soft voice.

It was a rather simple pendent necklace. I reached out my hand tentatively and touched the stones that shone in the light.

“I know…” he replied, pride evident in his tone.

“I can’t possibly accept this…”

“Why not?”

“It’s too much.”

He shook his head. “I beg to differ. Nothing can be too much for a beauty such as yourself.”

He took the necklace out of the box with one hand, and threw the box on his table with the other. He unclamped the hook, and began to put it on me.

“It is a Diamond necklace, and the pendant is made of ruby. So simple, yet so elegant,” he said.

“I can’t accept this, sorry.”

I moved out from under his arms as he tried to hook the necklace.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, having the audacity to look perplexed.

“I can’t accept that,” I said firmly, while shaking my head.

“Why not?”

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“Because you’re beautiful, and you deserve it,” He said, shrugging.

“Prince William. I…I can’t give you what you want…” I said quietly.

“And what is it I want?” He asked, walking towards me.

I took a few steps back with every step he took towards me until my back hit the wall. He still held the necklace in one hand and place the order on the wall next to me. We were so close that we were definitely breathing the same air. He leaned down until our faces aligned, and his eyes were on the same level with mine.

“What is it I want, love?” He asked again.

“You…you want me in your bed…” k replied.

Prince William smiled at me, and nodded. “I do. I want you in my bed, here, on the wall, in every room in this fucking palace.”

“But I don’t want that,” I protested.

“You’re lying.”

I shook my head hard and fast. “I don’t want any of this.”

His brows drew together, and I could tell that he was offended.

“Just one kiss…” he said.

“I think Savannah would appreciate that kiss, and that necklace more.”

“I don’t want Savannah,” He said firmly.

I shrugged. “I don’t want you.”

He bent his head to the side and studied me.

“You’re lying,” he said again, as though trying to convince himself.

Maybe if he said it long enough, it would become true. My eyes opened in fear and panic as he brought his face closer to mine, and forced his lips on mine. I wiggled, trying to get free, but his hand went around my neck. Not enough to choke me, but just the right amount of force to make sure I don’t move my head, while his other hand went around my waist, bring me closer to him.

Tears spring to my eyes, and I began kicking and screaming. His hand shifted from my waist to my butt and I felt the knife in my pocket move. I decided to stop struggling, and I felt him smile against my lips, his grip on me didn’t lessened.

“I’ve always known you like me. You can’t hide it,” he said smugly.

He bit down on my lower lip, and I felt the urge to throw up. I faked a smile at him, and managed to slip my hand into my pocket. He went back to kissing me, his hold now loose. I quickly pulled out the knife, and slashed his hand with it. He stepped back immediately, groaning as blood seeped out of the wound. Without waiting to see the damage, I ran out of the room, grabbed my bag, and without any notice whatsoever, I cycled out of the palace. Looking back every few seconds to see if I was being followed.