"I have the finest wine in all of West Wallow. Fit for a princess," he says playfully.
The footmen give each other knowing looks and stifle their laughs.
"King Fenris?" I start.
"Yes, my Princess?"
"I need to talk to you about this war," I say as a servant tops my glass.
King Fenris puts his hand gently on mine and interrupts me.
"Of course, but before we do, I know Sir Hugo told everyone you would help fight against the werewolves, but you won't be. I know about your elemental powers, and I intend to keep you safe, preferably here, away from the war," he explains.
"I'm grateful that you care about my safety, but I'm not in any danger. I've met Alpha King Damon, and he isn't what you think he is..." I explain.
King Fenris is surprised.
"You've met Alpha King Damon?" He asks.
"Yes. I haven't known him long, but I know he doesn't want this war, and he wouldn't harm me or anyone," I say, feeling lightheaded.
"I've seen many werewolves rip people apart for no reason. I'm sorry, but he has you fooled. I'm very curious why you'd think he wouldn't hurt you? He must know you can control elements?"
"Yes, he knows I can. I only know I'm an elemental sprite because he told me. He has been very kind to me," I say.
"That explains that then. King Damon is trying to fool you so he can use you against us, and after the war, he will probably dispose of you," King Fenris says.
"No, I don't think that's it."
"There's no other reason he'd be kind to you. You must see that? He's a werewolf," King Fenris says.
"You don't understand. He won't hurt me because I'm his mate," I explain.
King Fenris pauses before he breaks into laughter.
"You're his mate?" He repeats and then realises I'm not joking and quite serious.
I suddenly feel lightheaded, and before I know it, I collapse. I momentarily stir awake, still dizzy. I'm being carried somewhere by King Fenris. Tears run down my cheek at the thought of Damon lying to me. Warm lips touch my forehead, and a thumb wipes a tear from my cheek. Then, as I'm about to drift back to sleep, I hear him whisper in my ear.
"It's okay my love. You have me now."
Alpha King Damon
In Garnet Falls, we tie our horses up to posts in the sheltered, wooden stables behind the local tavern and go inside. We wait at the bar to be served, and when the bar-mistress is free, we book two rooms for the night.
"We men can bunk in with each other, and the ladies can have their own room." I say.
Vivian nods.
It's late, a storm is brewing outside, and we're starving and exhausted. We sit in a quiet corner of the room, near the fireplace, minding our own business, drinking beer, and eavesdropping on the conversations between the villagers.
"It was so rude of the knight to leave with her like that. We had gifts for her too, but she was a rude, entitled girl," a young woman with brown eyes, red hair in a messy bun, in a black shawl, tells her companion.
I scull my pint to try and stop my wolf from letting out a growl at the woman's disrespectful words towards my Luna.
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