Do Not Get Any Ideas!

Banging on my door was simply intensifying. Fresh from my dream of the white wolf and her family, I was little groggy. Somehow in my dream I managed to get dirty- this happened from time to time – I had some dirt on my feet… “Dragana, hurry up” Beta Art boomed continuously banging on the door.

“Hold on, do not break my door – easy there Art”, I said, getting up and trying to put myself together… “Alpha King is demanding to see you again”.. On these words I literally froze.. I was not ready to see him just now, especially twice in one day.. “in his chambers again???” I asked, my voice slightly trembling.. “No, and please hurry. Also Dragana, we have a visitor, so please wear something more formal”.. Art retorted ..

Oh just great, I thought to myself.. All I needed is a visitor where I had to pretend, be on some uppity meeting, especially after today. Today was confusing me in so many ways and I still have to come to terms with what all that was about with the Alpha King. For now, at least I could rest assured there would be a simple formal meeting with a visitor and then I can retreat back to my room. Opening my closet I reminded myself that despite being kept captive and really not belonging here, Alpha King has always treated me well. I have lacked for nothing. Expensive silks and gowns of all kinds were lined up, together with more practical items, jeans and simple clothes, together with matching shoes, jewelry, bags and numerous items one may need.  Rummaging through my closet, I was thinking back. Really, no request I ever had was denied. When I was younger, Alpha King Johnathan even agreed to build me a large herb garden, where I grew medicinal plants and simply those I liked. When I wanted anything, all I had to do is ask. Anything but my freedom, that is.

Caught in my thoughts, I picked a simple green dress with delicate silver flower design. It was simple, not very revealing, yet attractive more than everyday clothes. I left my hair down and touched up basic makeup.

Beta Artemis was waiting impatiently, however, the look of approval he gave me, was encouraging.

Stepping into Alpha King’s office, I was always impressed with its expansive size, yet simple décor and functionality. Office had all amenities needed for modern world, however, the décor and furniture had retained the old world charm.. I loved the view from this office – beautiful forest opening up to a large lake was visible.. Sunsets, some of which I have seen when assisting Alpha King, were absolutely gorgeous here.

Sitting in the chair opposite Alpha King was the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen. The pang of jealousy hit me.. She was breathtaking and for a second I wondered if she was one of Roman’s girlfriends.

Coming closer, her aura hit me and those thoughts disappeared quickly. “Dragana, thank you for coming” her melodic voice said, eyes fixated on me.. An overwhelming sense of belonging and a literal need to run to her and hug her overwhelmed me. As if she heard my thoughts she got up slowly and walked over, enveloping me in a soft, yet incredibly strong hug.. “You do not know me”, she said, her eyes glistening.. “But you look so much like your mother, if not even more beautiful”. I heard this a lot in the past and simply nodded, lump forming in my throat as always when I thought of my mom.

Alpha King was watching our exchange intently and with great interest. “Dragana, this is Lady Jasmine, Princess of Kashemites, daughter of Lycan King Malakai”, he announced her in a very formal tone.

Forgetting myself, I tried to curtsy, but she caught me mid-way and simply said “you my dear, bow to no one”….her eyes looking at me softly and her face beaming with a smile.

I did not understand why the Lycan princess no less said that and I looked at her very confused. “My lady”, I managed to utter. “Call me Jasmine”, she said her eyes softly on mine, giving me almost a motherly look. She walked me over towards the large oak table, where Alpha King was sitting, his face expressionless.

“What is the meaning of all this?”, I asked him, genuinely confused.

“The Princess here, he said emphasizing the words Princess, is not staying long. However, she has heard of your powers and abilities and wanted to offer any help and guidance, as you are coming of age and do not have a coven”, he explained.

“But, she is a Lycan?” .. I was confused forgetting she was there.

“I am a little more than Lycan, she said musing.. I too carry to blood of witches, Slavic witches to be exact, just as you and your mother, she said. And Alpha King is right, I am here to offer any help and guidance, and support. However, I am also here to invite you to visit with the Slavic coven. Of course I would accompany you, for security purposes”.. she said, as if this was a normal thing..  

“Leave???!!!!???”..My head was buzzing!  All of the sudden the possibility of leaving the only home I ever knew became scary, despite freedom being my only desire. It stirred flurry of emotions within me, and I looked at Roman, not knowing what to say..

“This was not the agreement Jasmine!”, frustration in his voice was palpable.

“Are you denying the request of the Lycan ruling family, Roman???”, she said arching her eyebrow, looking at him amused, not addressing him with his title.

A dark shadow moved over his face, his knuckles gripping the chair he was sitting on.. I noticed his eyes change, Caleb was trying to come out.

“Of course not, Princess, it is just unexpected and this is not what we discussed” he said to her knowingly.

Hovering over to him, her eyes now cold as ice she simply spat “You presume the Royal Family has to tell YOU our plans??” Her voice was cutting through air and tension was palpable.

“When it involves the member of my household, I need to be informed!!”, Roman said not backing down.

“Well, good news then Alpha King” she said sarcastically. “Dragana is your prisoner, not your mate or your household member. And the Royal Lycan family is now taking the possession of the said prisoner”..

Looking back at me, kindness back in her eyes, she simply said “We leave in the morning, please be ready, me and my warriors will come and get your. And I apologize for calling you a prisoner, but it is my understanding that this is what you have been, she said, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek.  

On that note she started walking out without turning around, she yelled back at Roman .. “Alpha King, do not get any ideas. This is not up for the discussion”.. And then she was gone, and I was left alone with an angry Alpha King.