Chapter 84: Rule One
The night I agreed to marry bean, I couldn’t sleep.
No matter how many times I closed my eyes and ordered my mind to shut up, I just lay there listening to the silence of the room and the pounding of my own thoughts.
Rene stirred restlessly inside me.
“That’s a bad decision,” she said to me sternly. “I don’t like Leon.”
“And you like that cold, arrogant jerk Ezra?” I asked with my eyes shut.
“At least he’s our mate. I know he won’t hurt us… But that Leon guy? I don’t know. I don’t trust him.”
I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling. “No. You’re wrong, Rene. Ezra has already frert us. Deeply.”
Every time I thought about him and that pretty girl kissing on his car, I could still feel my heart ache.
Rene’s voice softened a little. “You’re just angry. This whole marriage feels like a revenge against Ezra. It’s not fair to you, or to Leon.”
I pressed my palms over my eyes and sighed.
Maybe she was right.
That only made me more irritated.
At some point I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and sat up. The screen glowed against the dark room. My thumb hovered over Ezra’s name longer than I wanted to admit.
I was still furious at him.
But some part of me also knew we couldn’t leave things like this. I should probably call him.. Maybe he was thinking about me and hesitating to call at the same time.
Yet before I could decide, a new notification slid across the screen.
One of Ezra’s friends had posted a story.
I should have ignored it. Instead I tapped. And the video loaded instantly.
Music pounded through the screen. Neon lights flashed over bodies packed into a club. And there, in the miche of it, was Ezra with another pretty girl in his lap, one hand in her hair, his mouth all over hers in a slow, passionate kiss that made the people
around them cheer.
My whole body went cold.
Then I locked the phone and put it face down on the nightstand.
Fuck it.
Even if I was making the wrong decision, so be it.
I wouldn’t stick with that fucking jerk Ezra anymore.
The next day felt like waking up inside someone else’s life.
Leon arrived at the palace right on time to meet the wedding planner, looking very eager and thrilled. My mother adored it. She fluttered around him like he was the answer to every prayer she had ever had about my future.
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“kee?” she whispered to me at one point while a woman spread ouf fabric swatches across a table. “He’s enthusiastic. That’s a good sign. A man who’s excited for the wedding will make a good husband.”
I didn’t reply.
They talked about color themes, flowers, guests, music, family alliances, and photo locations while I sat there like an outsider.
When the planner held a sheet of sketches up to my chest to judge which neckline would suit me best, I almost laughed.
It all felt so absurd.
Then suddenly, the door burst open.
A maid cried hastily, “No sir, you can’t go in there. The Queen and Lady Riley is-
“Get lost!” snapped an irritated voice.
Silas strode into the room, looking furious.
“What’s going on?” My mother gasped. Leon stood halfway out of his chair with a frown.
Silas ignored all of them and looked straight at me.
“Riley. A word?” he asked shortly.
My mother opened her mouth, probably to say something about manners or propriety or how dare he interrupt I stood before
she could.
“That’s fine,” I said.
And before anyone could object, I followed him out.
The second the door shut behind us, Silas turned on me.
“What the hell are you doing?” he snapped.
I leaned back against the wall and folded my arms. “Good morning to you too.”
He didn’t smile.
“You’re really doing this? Marrying a fucking stranger?” his voice grew louder and angrier. “I couldn’t believe it when? first heard. I thought it’s bullshit rumors again! What are you thinking? This isn’you!”
I looked away. “It’s complicated.”
He let out a harsh breath. “Then uncomplicate it for me. i have all day.”
“…It’s my mother’s idea. And the king’s.” I said at last with a sigh. “They think my only value is marrying a noble. And for some reason, I can’t say no.”
“Part of it?” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “Riley, you don’t have to do this.
That frustrated him even inore. I could see it in the way his hands flexed at his sides, in the tight line of his mouth.
“If you absolutely had to marry a noble,” he said abruptly, “you had other options. It doesn’t have to be Leon.”
I let out a bitter laugh. “Haven’t you heard my reputation? I don’t think anyone in this city will take me.”
“What about me?”
…What?
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