Everything hurts–body and soul. I’ve bled for four days and for nights. As I look down at the porcelain bowl to see that it’s cleat, a wave of guilt comes over me. A part of me is glad that this almost over. The contractions were a well–deserved punishment, but I stand here feeling better, I can’t help but thin of all the ways I could have dealt with this.
Alas, it’s over. Or in the very least, it’s the beginning of the end. don’t want to think about this anymore. I want to put it behind me, like everything else, and not talk about it for as long as I possibly can, because I know there will come a day when I have to face the consequences of my actions. Just not toy.
I make my way downstairs feeling a whole lot better than I did when I first arrived. I can hear my grandmother speaking in a foreign language in her study. She sounds upset, but it could jus be the way the language is phrased German and Arabic often sound aggressive, but aren’t
I tap on the door when she slams the old phone down. It’s a Victorian masterpiece. Gold base, polished iron decorated silver. the phone part is ridiculously fancy. Her upset demeanor tells me I was right to think she might have been chewing someone’s head off. When she doesn’t say anything, I turn around to head to the kitchen to give her some time to cool off before I bother her.
“Wait,” she calls out before I can get away. I mentally kick myself, but spin back around and poke my head in once more.
“Come in.”
“I can come back after I’ve had something to eat. You know, so you can calm down. I always need a moment after an argument, or I end up saying the rudest things.”
“Mel
too,” she smiles. “Mind if I join you? I haven’t had breakfast either.”
“Might explain why you were ripping someone a new one,” I nod. She laughs and comes around to follow me
wolf?
“How are you feeling, little wolf?”
“Despite how much I’ve slept, sleepy,” I admit. “But most of the pain is gone, I hold my arms up. “And my skin is going back to normal”
“Yes, I see that,” she says, squeezing my shoulder.
“How are you feeling? Is everything okay?”
“Hmm,” she hums as we enter the kitchen. She orders something light, and I am grateful. I really need something fresh in my stomach. The new treaty is demanding. Ragnar is having difficulty delivering on some of the promises. He’s agitated that his father added them without asking him first.”
“He has every right to be upset. His father should be treating him as a partner now that he’s officially on the throne” I say. taking a seat as Helga brings us over some fruits and oatmeal.
Try telling him that, she huffs. “Cut from the same cloth, those wo
I smile as 1 begin to prepare my oatmeal. The two of us eat our has since I was twelve. After our talk, I didn’t agree to therapy, everything
eakfast in silence. However, it doesn’t feel as lonely as it
I did promise I would be more open with her about
“Tactually have a request, I say as we walk back to her study. You think I told her I was going to be a warrior agam with the bright smile she’s gifting me.
“If it’s within my power, anything,” she agrees without hesitation take a deep breath, not knowing how to explain it, so I hand her the folded sheets of paper I got back at the University,
These are my transcripts,” Lexplain as she unfolds them.
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You have sublime grades, little woll, she compliments me “The are not easy classes Biology alone would have wrecked me, let alone all these other ones. Do you want me to come with you to speak to the dean at Blackstone University?”
“No” I shake my head. “When I left, the secretary at the school told me that if I left, they would delete me from the school’s system. I was wondering if there was a way I could restore my clits without having to start over here. I don’t want three terms like this.”
“Why would she say that?” she demands, her eyes shining amber
“It was Santiago’s last fuck you to my ego.” I admit. “He also has He’s forbidden anyone in the city to help me. I even lost my job
allowed me to put any of our properties on the market
the hospital because of it.
That idiot is going to regret the day he met you,” she huffs. Teak to the dean to see what I can do. I’ll send a negotiator down there to try to recover this. She’ll probably take care of the properties as well. Don’t fret, little wolf,” she pinches my chin. Tm glad you told me now. This way, everything will be sealed by the time you start in the spring.”
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“Thank you,” I can’t help the excitement I feel. Back in the city, would have had to take care of all of this on my own. It’s always been a nightmare.
“Good morning,” we both look back to see the King and his father enter the study. We both bow formally. “Are we interrupting anything?”
“Of course, not. We were just talking about Sophia’s transcripts, he holds them up. The King reaches out for them. “Have you two made up yet!”
“You know there is no talking to the old man,” the King says and miles at me. “Good job, Sophia. How will this be rewarded?”
“You don’t have to do that,” I shake my head. “And as of right now they don’t even exist anymore.” I take them from him. “So, it’s okay.”
“What does that mean?” he asks, looking over at my grandmother
“The little alpha shit stain may have deleted her from the system I’m sending Valeria to take a look and put some properties
on sale for me.”
“I can go,” he offers and looks down at me. “Since my father has ken it upon himself to overstep his bounds. He should be the one to follow through on the promises he made.”
“Here we go again, the former King rolls his eyes. They look so like it’s chilling.
“Is this how we look to other people?” I laugh, looking over at my grandmother.
“More or less. We’re just prettier,” she pats my head. “Very well, y King. Sophia, give Ragnar what he needs to negotiate your credits and the really information.”
“Yes, Major General,” Thow. “As you command..
“That’s what I’m talking about, the former king hulls. “A line rect and obedience go a long way. Ragnar. You could leam
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
