I woke up to a heavy weight on my stomach, I tried to push It away but it wouldn't budge. This was futile.

Groaning tiredly I tried to move, my eyes slowly fluttered open. Again, quickly shutting close because of the impeccable about of light shining through the tall wide windows.

"Mmmh"

I stiffened slightly as Bryce groaned, pressing his face closer against my neck. The heavy feel of his head on my chest, I could feel his warm breath against my neck. I signed and wrapped an arm around him, turning my head towards the open window. The chilly breeze hitting my skin strangely soothingly. I closed my eyes and smiled at the calmness it brought with each breeze.

A knock sounded around the room and I felt Bryce climb closer on me.

"Bryce"

He snuggled in closer.

"Bryce!"

I winced slightly as his arms tightened around me. Three sharp raps on the door followed, I lifted my head up slightly then turned towards Bryce again.

"BRYCE! Wake up!!" I whisper yelled, grabbing his shoulders and trying to push him off now.

A low rumble erupted from his chest and his eyes shot open, yellow. No blues.

"What's wrong?" He said, his tone sharp as he turned towards the door.

"Someone's at the door. Get up!" I murmured, trying to slowly push him off.

His head snapped to mine. "Don't do that!" He snapped, his eyes narrowed.

I rolled mine. "Can you not?"

His frown deepened. "Not what?"

"Glare at me with those beautiful golden eyes. I have to admit though, I love your blues better"

His lips pulled up lightly and he leaned in, his eyes on mine.

This is your chance Thi! Move it!

I smirked at him and confusion glazed his features.

Well this is is going to be easy.

With a speed I could almost give myself an award for, I slipped out from under him and quickly rushed towards the sofa. I slumped on it. A victorious grin now on show.

"Don't do that too!" He growled as he stalked towards me. I rolled my eyes again and leaned back, tucking my legs underneath me.

"Say, where can I get clean and dressed? Considering I don't have my brush, my clothes--crap! I don't have anything here!"

My wide eyes shot up to Bryce's slightly amused ones, he slowly took a seat beside me, and I frowned at how easily he was Ignoring the person on the other side of the door.

"He's given up." Bryce spoke up, as if he had read my mind. He smirked when my eyes widened. "For now, that is"

"How do you know it was a he?" I blurted out, still staring at him with wide eyed fascination. The werewolf world seemed to be getting more and more interesting day by day.

"Scent" Bryce muttered, grasping my hand with his overly large one and pulling towards a white door. He pushed open the door and nudged me in.

Looking around the elegant looking bathroom, I smiled.

I turned towards him.

"Thanks" I murmured softly, and closed the door shut. "Wait!" I pulled open the door, revealing Bryce standing outside with an amused smile. I pouted embarrassed slightly. "Brush and towel?"

"Top right corner of the bottom self"

"Thanks!" I smiled and turning around closed the door.

***

Dropping the wet toothbrush in the holder beside the faucet I passed my way out the bathroom, slightly nervously and upon realizing Bryce was not in the room, made a mad dash towards the other door across the room.

The large brown leathered bag was hardly small enough to miss as it sat on the dark wooden floors. I seated myself, towel clad on the little white seat just beside it and started rummaging through my bag, flinching and shuddering ever so often when my fingers laced around a very interesting piece of undergarment I had, in the past, sworn I would never slip my legs into. Bryce really did know how to narrow down his preference.

"God! There's nothing wearable here!" I groaned, smacking a palm against my forehead and dragging it down my face, an exasperated sigh releasing itself form my lips with the motion.

After another futile attempt at finding a decent sized simple cotton panty I finally gave up. I fished out the most decent pair of black lingerie in the bag, and slipped it on. Making a grasp for my tiny black shorts I hurriedly shrugged it on too when my eyes caught a certain bluish-grey sweater lazily plopped on top of a large white chair on the far corner of the closet.

I slowly made my way towards it.

It felt all soft and warm against my fingers as I ran a slow line down its intricate patterns.

Would Bryce mind me wearing this? Bryce? Sweater? Sweater? I hesitated for a second, staring at the sweater as I pondered on the thought before the sweater won and I shrugged it on.

Finding my body lotion in the corner compartment of the bag I quickly pulled it out and was just about to lather it on my legs when the sound of door open caught my attention.

My attention peeked and I quickly ran my palms along my legs and arms before opening the closet door and walking out. My comb in my hand, hidden carefully behind my back.

"Aaah!!"

"FUCK!!"

I wriggled back against the floor, panting, away from the man currently lying on the wooden floorings, holding his head between his hand,just on the spot I had landed my comb with a swift force. In my defense, I was merely protecting myself. Another man, his accomplice was also on the floor holding his head between his hand, but not from pain, instead, from undeniably loud laughter.

I watched the two men wide eyed, still trying to control my wildly beating heart as I clutched my hands to my chest, panting from fright.

"F^ck that hurt Thi!" Matthew groaned in pain as he finally managed to look up at me. He reached his arms for me and tried to crawl closer. I gulped still feeling startled before a little bit of the shock rushed cold and I dragged my butt towards him, taking his hand away from his head, gently trying to probe for any swellings or lumps.

"You're such an idiot Matt! You scared me!" I muttered back, smacking a light slap against his biceps before narrowing my eyes scowlingly at Rome. Who was still busy rolling on the floor having a laugh fest.

"Stop being a jerk Romanov!"

His laughter immediately stopped and he frowned at me.

"Don't call me that!"

I frowned at him harder. "Or what?"

Roman's frown turned into a smirk and he made a move forward. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

He added in a wink in the last second and I almost rolled my eyes at his childishness.

"What are you guys here for anyway, guys?"

Rome smiled turning towards Matthew, Matthew smiled back, almost creepily.

What are these two-

"Ufff!--Rome!"

"What?-" Rome chuckled, holding me down on the floor, his arms around me as he held me embraced In a bear hug. "-I missed you! I was so worried!"

I wrapped my arms around him as I noticed the slight wavering of his tone before it turned into a whisper by the end.

I suppose Matthew noticed the deeper turn the atmosphere had taken and moved in to hug me too, pulling both Bryce and I into the embrace.

"I missed you too Theia. Don't ever run like that!" Matthew nuzzled his face in my hair, I shifted, Rome's second day shadow now rubbing against my cheeks. Chuckling Matthew continued, "Anybody hungry? I know I am!"

Just on cue my stomach rumbled and I immediately let out a giggle. "I'm starving. I'm sure you all know that though"

"Oh we know" Rome chuckled, getting to his feet before extending his hands towards me.

I smiled at the boys as Matthew did the same. I wouldn't know what is so without these two idiots. Still smiling I grabbed both their hands and let them hurl me on my feet.

We walked out of the room, closing the door behind us. All three of us hand in hand, swinging our entwined arms as we walked towards our destination.

***

"Well Mr. Phelps was asking about you in class yesterday. Said to pass you his get well soon wishes" Matthew chuckled as we walked the last step down the stairs, successfully stepping foot into the living room.

I giggled when Matthew wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and nudged him on his side.

A growl rang through out the air causing all three of us to come to a halt. My gaze shot up to meet A bulky looking middle aged man's. His glare directly upon me. He launched forward, almost in a violent run, while I stood there, still confused why he was behaving this way. It wasn't until Rome launched forward and pushed the man away just as he collided with Rome's hand did I break out of my shocked state.

The man snarled loudly as he quickly backed up and made a move towards me again.

"You wouldn't dare if you valued your life pup" Rome muttered icily, his dark claws currently retracting from his nail beds quite visible as he stood in front of me. Almost holding me captive in his shadow.

"She hurt my daughter! She made my daughter try to kill herself! I'm going to kill her! I'm going to rip her throat apart!"

I could only whimper as the man's cold furious looking eyes glared into mine. Dead and with hatred.

"I don't know what you're talking about sir" I whispered, immediately pulling away as he almost growled louder and pushed forward towards me with a bruising force. For a second I thought he would break past Roman's grip. Thankfully, he didn't.

"Diandra! You ruined my daughters life! She doesn't want to live anymore! She wants to move away! Go rogue!"

"Enough Sethrium! You will be detained in the Holding Quarters until you learn to control yourself and respect your Luna!" Matthew spat, just as Roman started dragging the scary snarling man away from me. Meanwhile, all I could do was watched teary eyed at the defeated look in the man's eyes as he got pulled away. Had I really ruined Diandra's life?

"The kitchen is just beyond that corridor, towards the left, okay? It's a private kitchen; that means the cooks won't be there. That's just for the Alpha, his Luna and his guests. Eat something. I will know. And after finding out about this, Alpha will not be happy, so you might not want to add that to his list, aye?"

I nodded.

"Now go!" Matthew murmured softly, putting both his hands on my shoulder and turning me in be direction of what he had said was where the kitchen was.

I sighed as I slowly padded my way there, and almost gasped at all the modern appliances lined up and equipped in the kitchen. My low mood slightly lightened and I stepped behind the kitchen counter, tapping my fingertips against the island's smooth surface, thinking of what to make for breakfast.

I smiled. A full fledged English breakfast sounded great. I quickly made my way towards the refrigerator and pulled out the ingredients I needed to use. I wasn't one to eat beacon, but I supposed Bryce would've minded if his breakfast excluded that one important bit, so I gathered that packet in my hands too.

Quickly sauntering around the kitchen, my hair high up in a bun (which I had remedied to when the hassle of having my long hair open around the kitchen while cooking started getting to me), I seasoned the sausages, mushrooms and tomatoes with a little dab of salt and pepper before placing them on the already heated grill.

The aroma from the tomatoes and sausages made my stomach grumble harder and I almost giggled out loud as I quickly turned towards the next thing.

Okay, that's done! Baked beans next!
I muttered as I placed the pan of grilled black pudding and bacon away together with the sausages, mushrooms and tomatoes and poured baked beans into another pan already warming on the stove.

I wonder if Bryce will like it...

"I didn't know I'd find you here"

My stirring stopped, the wooden spoon in my hand coming to a sudden halt. I immediately turned around, only to move back in reflex. Evangeline's Uncle Derek stared back at me, a small grin played on his lips as he stood just behind me. A little too close for comfort.

Breathe Theia... He is just another guy who thinks you look good. Just another guy.

"I don't think I know why you'd even want to find me" I replied quickly composing myself as I turned back to the stirring.

"But isn't that what's exciting? The whole process of finding out?" Derek chuckled behind me. I could feel him step a little closer.

"I'm sorry, did you want something?" I asked him, as formerly as I could, as much as I could pretend that I had not heard what he had said before me. When I in fact, had.

"Go out with me. To dinner. Tonight?" Derek almost immediately blurted out and I stilled as his palms landed on my shoulder.

And for the second time that day, I was turned around by someone else.

This time however, to face a warm, hopeful looking Derek. But Derek wasn't what my eyes landed on when I turned around, instead, my eyes fell and locked upon livid gold ones, standing by the kitchen entrance. I froze.

Bryce's eyes shot towards the palms that was still settled on my shoulders and then back towards me, before they moved back towards the palms and then towards Derek. His white shirt looked threatened by his bulging muscles, as if to be torn If he only moved a muscle out of place.

Wow...

I could feel as Derek frowned and turned towards where was I looking at, although, his hand made no indication of moving. I gaped at him bewildered. Was he inviting death?

"Alexander my man! It's good to see you! I thank you for allowing us your homes comforts till this meeting between the Monarchs blow over. I really do not agree with King Boiston is petitioning towards. Branding rogues as dangerous? Ridiculous! Well I- Alex, are you alright?" Derek spoke loudly and passionately until he noticed the look on Bryce's face.

I sighed. This man was too dense for his own good.

I shrugged his hands off my shoulders and stood still as Bryce started stalking his way to me. All the while daring me to move an inch or to look away. I didn't.

My arms slipped around his neck automatically as he wrapped an arm around my waist and with the other quickly turned off the stove saving the baked beans from their near to horrifying deaths. He used his free arm to move a stray lock behind my ear before he smiled slightly, visibly calm now that he had me in his arms, and placed a soft warm kiss on my forehead.

I smiled up at him too.

Bryce turned towards a now slightly shaking Derek. I frowned at the expression on the latter's face. Why was he so mad?

"Am I to assume that she is your mate then?"

I winced slightly as Bryce's grip on me tightened. "Derek, meet my mate Theia-" he turned towards me with a warm smile. "-Babe, meet King Derek Mccgal"

My eyes widened. King?!

"Hi" I mumbled slowly, deciding against extending my arm for a handshake.

Derek's bitter expression softened slightly and Bryce's frown increase. "Hi" Derek murmured back slowly, almost softly as he looked me directly in the eye. He turned towards Bryce and nodded. "I'm going your lands a little. See you by noon"

I smiled slightly as Derek moved out of the kitchen and looked up at Bryce to see his jaws set.

As if sensing my eyes on him Bryce looked down. And within a heartbeat, his lips crashed on mine.

I clutched onto him as he pulled me up and placed me on the island, wrapping my legs around him. I could only moan as he deepened the kiss.

"Do you mind if I borrow the breakfast, considering you both prefer eating each other's faces instead"

We both froze. Bryce groaned as he broke away and placed his forehead against mine, both of our breaths heavy and wild. I couldn't help it, I leaned in and placed a tiny kiss on his swollen pink lips. He groaned and pulled me closer.

"I must admit, I do want to become a grandma desperately. So please do continue, just not on the kitchen island for lords sake!" Meryl continued, her tone humorous.

I giggled as Bryce let out a growl before he placed a chaste kiss on my nose and pulled me down on my feet, still not letting me go then.

"Oh thank god they are done, I thought we would never be able to have breakfast" Matthew declared as he and Roman marched into the kitchen, Chris, Emily and Evangeline on tow.

Evangeline smiled brightly as she spotted Bryce and I, his arms still wrapped around me. She quickly rushed forward, and jumped into my arms.

She turned towards Bryce, her grin not even wavering once.

"You lied Uncle Alex. You think Thi is the pwettiest girl you know, not me. I see it, it's the way you wuk at her. It's beautiful. Do you think I will fain my pwince one day?"

A slightly shocked Bryce finally moved towards the young girl, his face leveled to hers. He placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Of course you will Princess. Of course you will."

***

The wooden floors creaked underneath my feet as I followed Bryce to where ever it was hat he was leading me. The walls in this part of the castle looked to be renovated too, but left as the original piece the castle was carved and displayed as. The walls

The bricks in show, no paint adorning them. The wooden planks displayed in their original brown shade, it was unclear if they were stained or not... But they looked beautiful none the less.

Bryce opened the door and moved aside, motioning me to move in. I nodded and walked through the open doors, only to come to a stop. My mouth ajar.

"It's so beautiful" I murmured softly as I eyed the room.

Designed simply with cream and white furnishing and ornaments, the room seemed the epitome of modernized vintage. There was a living room, a bedroom, what seemed like a door leading towards a closet and a bathroom and finally, a glass door leading to a beautiful balcony.

I turned towards Bryce with a twinkle in my eye, before settling in his arms.

I sighed happily.

After the kitchen incident we had all settled to having a nice morning breakfast, surprisingly my cooking had sufficed for the crowd of eight and Roman had declared of his plans on making me his private cook, Matthew and Meryl didn't seem too behind him with that idea as well. It was sad because Bryce had had a meeting around noon and had disappeared through out the rest of the afternoon only to appear as it was about to reach six and I was busy lying in bed, reading a book I had found underneath his bed.

He had smiled and leaned in to give me a peck on my lips, which, well, turned out to be a full fledged make out session within minutes. His lips probably leaving a dozen red bruises all along my shoulder and cleavage. His hips grinding against mine, the angry monster between his legs dominating my each thought. Each sense. I had gasped when Bryce had slipped his hand underneath the sweater and run a thumb over my nipples, even more so when Bryce had broken free with a growl and immediately informed me that he had something to show me.

When I had been told me that I had assumed it would it would be my parents or Marley. But here we were. Inside the most enchanting room in the castle, as per my thoughts, even though I had barely seen most of the rooms in the castle.

Although why he had shown me this... I still didn't know.

"This is your room Theia. You will be sleeping here from tonight."

I froze in his arms.

"What?" I asked dumbly as I stared up at him wide-eyed.

Bryce sighed slowly and shook his head. Making a move towards the door he turned towards me again.

"We can't sleep together. Lock the doors before you sleep Theia. Open for no one."

I could only stand there wide-eyed and watch him as he turned again and walked away.

What the hell had just happened?