King Nicholas Anderson

"NICHOLAS!" I heard her shouting through the castle, her angry stomps getting closer and closer, and her wrath inevitably coming with it. "What the fuck is this?!" she held up her wrist, which I had attached a device to that only I had the key to unlock. It was mainly a tracker, ensuring that she wouldn't leave the castle, and to let me know where she is.

Since the incident, I wasn't happy at all about her being unaccompanied, so I got ten of my most trusted guards to stay with her all day every day, as well as the two Deltas. She still somehow snuck out a couple of times, so I had to resort to this measure. "Darling, baby, you know I only want your safety," I tried to reason with her, placing my hands on her hips, which she grabbed and shoved off.

"I did not come all the way back here to save your ass only to let you lock me up like some prisoner," she was angry, really angry. I honestly had no idea what to do or how to solve this situation.

"You have this whole castle to roam, there are so many things for you to do!"

"That's not the fucking point Nick."

"I just, I can't lose you again," I spoke, my voice completely defeated. "I lost you three times now, I can't do it again, you can't leave me again."

Her face changed from one of anger, to one of understanding as she stepped towards me, bringing my head and caressing it in her chest, stroking her hand through my hair. "I'm not going anywhere Nick, I promise. But the more you try and trap me, the more I'll push back."

"I know, I'm just scared," I mumbled into her chest.

"I'm your soon to be Queen and soon to be wife, right now I am your mate, I'm not leaving you. You can keep the guards on me if you want, but you need to let me leave this castle."

"You're mine," I growled.

"I know baby, I'm yours," she kissed the top of my head.

I proceeded to show her just what I meant when I said she was mine, taking her all over my office, until she was screaming my name for the whole castle to hear. I didn't care if they heard, I wanted them to hear how their Queen was mine, and that no one stood a chance in hell with her, that no one could pleasure her the way I could. I remarked her where I marked her the first time, my teeth piercing over her first mark, causing the both of us to experience even more pleasure. When I was done, I did it all over again, and she fucking loved it.

Arabella Dimitri

After Nicholas finally let me out of his office, I used my new-found freedom to finally take a run in my wolf form. Of course, I was trailed by the ten annoying ass guards as well as Chase and Obi. I love Chase and Obi, but spending practically all hours of the day with them following me around was getting pretty annoying. At this point in time I really wanted to just sneak away from them and appreciate the nature on my own, but I knew then I would be back om house arrest, with Nick breathing down my neck, as if he wasn't already doing enough of that.

"So, I see he re-marked you," Chase said, taking a seat next to me in the kitchen of the royal chambers, as we ate the food that Obi had prepared for us. I blushed and looked away, rolling my eyes in the process.

"Shut up," I said back to him.

"I'm just pointing out the obvious babe," Chase teased me.

"Alpha's are insanely possessive, of course he was going to re-mark her, this won't be the last time either," Obi stated, taking a seat on the other side of me. "I'll definitely re-mark my mate, and I'm only a Delta."

"Yeah, but a royal delta at that," Chase added, obviously proud of his status.

"How is Amber?" I asked after Chase's mate.

"She's fine, tied up to my bed right now," he shrugged his shoulders.

"What?" I spat out the juice I had just taken a sip of, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "Why?!"

"I'm busy protecting you, I can't be there for her, so she's being kept safe," he said like it was the most normal thing ever.

"I'm honestly surprised Nicholas hasn't tied you to his bed yet," Obi mentioned.

"I might tie him up to mine if he keeps irritating me, so I get some alone time," I grumbled.

"He's already been tied to your bed once," laughed Chase, I gave him a questioning glance, and he elaborated. "When you were 'asleep' he tried to choke one of the doctors for information on you, and so we had to sedate him and chain him to your bed so he wouldn't do it again."

"He's so fucking heavy," groaned Obi, "he was pretty happy then just by your side staring at your face. He's so whipped."

"You will be too, when you find your mate," Chase said.

"Hello gorgeous," Christopher, Nick's 20-year old brother, said, walking into the kitchen and grabbing some of the food that was laid out, plating some of it up onto his own plate.

"Watch it," grumbled Nicholas, following him in.

"Hello sexy," Noah, Nick's 18-year-old brother said, following his two older brothers, clearly just to annoy Nicholas. I laughed along with Christopher, and kissed Noah on the cheek, just to piss Nick off. It worked when I was pulled away from Noah, and Nick stole my chair, pulling me onto his lap and trapping me with his arms, growling at his two brothers like the animal he is.

"I can guarantee you two will be just as possessive when you find your mates," I said to the two boys, who both had Alpha King blood in them.

"I am so looking forward to that," Logan said sarcastically, also entering the kitchen, with Jason in tow. Next to enter was Owen and Skye, with Amber following them.

"What are you doing here?" growled Chase, going straight over to her.

"We saved her from your possessive ass," Skye huffed, folding her arms and glaring Chase down.

"You're so annoying Chase. Never fucking tie me to your bed again," Amber growled, taking one of the many seats.

"Baby-," Chase began, but Amber cut him off with her hand.

"Maybe I'll tie you to my bed someday," Nick huskily whispered in my ear.

"You dare and I will chop your balls off," I whispered back.

"Somehow that turned me on more," he growled lowly back.

"You're impossible," I sighed loudly, leaning back into him.

"So, lovebirds, you two excited for tonight?" asked Owen, the gamma.

"Not at all," grumbled Nick. Tonight was going to be the bachelor and bachelorette party. He wasn't happy about it at all because he didn't want to be split apart from me for a second. I, however, was very excited to hit the town with my friends and get completely pissed. I think my excitement about it made Nick even more unhappy about it, but he could suck it; it was happening anyway.

"Just so you know, if another girl even touches you, I will send them to a watery grave," I said to Nick.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," he nibbled my ear, turning me on.

Three hours later, I was dolled up, dressed to the nines, in an extremely small dress that showed way too much skin, sipping martinis with my girls. There was Skye, the female gamma, and there was Selena, one of the women who came with me on that journey to The Unknown all those months ago. Amber was there too, as well as Jessica, the lady in waiting to Princess Madison. Finally, there was Emily, who was Damien's mate, the future Alpha and Luna of the Rouge pack, because of course they were invited to the wedding! I had met Emily all those months ago at the ball, where I found Nicholas and started this entire charade of a journey.

"I can't believe you are getting married!" Skye squealed, drunkenly into my ear. Neither can I to be honest. I met him, stayed with him a couple months, then left for five months, then came back, then was in a coma of sorts for another month, and now one month later I'm going to be married to him. It does seem a bit quick, but I don't mind, and neither does he, we wouldn't have it any other way. I'm just not having kids yet, no way.

"I'm so happy for you!" Selena added, wrapping her arms around me as we drunkenly swayed to the music. Amber was falling all over the place, her pants on full display as Skye tried to haul her up, Emily and Jessica were getting on like a house on fire, constantly chatting about all manner of things, and Selena and I were dancing and doing shots.

"Another round!" I shouted, and they all cheered. The bartender nervously poured us all shots of tequila, and I grabbed them and passed them around. Just as I was about to lift it up and clink glasses with the other girls, I saw Nicholas and the boys entering the club, their eyes zeroing on us immediately.

Nick was furious as he took in my form, my dress, and how completely pissed I was. He shook his head at me, as if to tell me not to take the shot, so me, being me, lifted it up in his direction, and then downed it in one. "I swear Arabella, you will be the death of me," he growled, pulling off his jumper and covering me with it, so that I was drowned in fabric, and completely covered. That wasn't enough for a possessive Alpha King though, no, he had to menacingly growl so that every male in the club would look anywhere except me. "What the fuck are you wearing?"

"A dress," I complained, throwing my arms down like a toddler having a tantrum, causing me to lose my balance and almost fall over. Of course, my mate was there to catch me, which for some reason annoyed me more, he couldn't come and ruin my party and then act like a stupid hero.

"That's not a dress," he grumbled, dragging me out of the club.

"It's not even midnight, let me have my fun, go back to your party!"

"Arabella, it's 4am. We were on our way back to the castle when we heard people talking about 'six sexy drunk girls'. I thought there was no way it could be you, but of course, it was, as always," he said as he buckled me into the passenger seat of his car, because I was completely incapable of doing anything. Once he was sure I was safely in the car, only then did he get in the driver's seat and start the engine. I could just make out the blurry figures of my friends being dragged away by their mates, or another of the boys who took it upon themselves to make sure they all got back safely to the bridal quarters... speaking of bridal quarters.

"Hey!" I shouted, causing Nick to jolt in surprise. "You can't see me the night before the wedding! And how are you even driving right now, aren't you drunk? It's illegal!"

"I'm the King, I make the rules, I'm not even drunk though, my tolerance is clearly higher than yours. And besides, it isn't the night before the wedding, it is the morning of it," he was so done with me, it was funny. I decided to keep annoying him by poking his arm for the rest of the journey. It didn't work though, he just laughed and called me adorable. "Come on," he picked me up and carried me into my room in the bridal quarters, settling me down on the bed. When he turned to leave, I grabbed his arm and told him to stay.

"I can't sleep with you the night before the wedding," he raised an eyebrow at me.

"It's the morning of, stop being a baby and get in the bed," I grumbled. He obeyed, as always.