ELEVEN!

LIAM

I watched Adrian train with his men with vigorous intensity. I guess he thinks father is watching this time.

It's been a few days since I pleaded with my father to extend the date of the betrothal announcement to the whole kingdom.

“Why?” He asked, his baritone voice filled the room. My father could be pegged as the perfect villain.

“Just for me to get to know her some more,” I said to him and he scoffed.

“You already know who she is, what else do you want?” He asked.

“To know if she is more than a slut,” I said to him firmly and he slammed his hands against his table.

“Do not speak of Lady Margaret in that manner!” He roared, “she is to be your betrothed,” he said calming.

“But Father..”

“But nothing,” he cuts me off, “you need to start behaving like the heir you are, or not there is always Adrian to take your place,” he said and I felt my blood boil.

“Is that another one of your threats, father?” I asked him.

“No, son. If it was a threat, I would have a knife against your throat,” he said, “leave!” He ordered as I was about to speak.

That's the way my father makes me obey every of his commands, he makes threats about giving the throne to Adrian instead of me.

Sometimes he does it in front of him, giving him more power to challenge and plot against me.

“What the hell,” I felt a cut on my skin and I saw Adrian in front of me.

“Thinking about your betrothed, brother?” He asked with a smirk on his lips, everyone laughed.

I glared at them all and they returned to their sparing.

“Stuck to your side of the field, Adrian,” I said to him.

“Or let's fight for it,” he said and I shook my head. He always instigates a fight between us, just to make the men think he is the better one.

“I don't have to fight for it Adrian,” I said to him, “it's already mine,” I hit my chest.

His eyes flared up and his chest rose to the rhythm of his breath. I could see those words got to him.

“Then you are a coward,” he said and I charged towards him, landing a blow on his face.

If there is one thing I don't like being called, it's a coward and Adrian knows that.

He got up to his feet and spat out blood from his mouth, “wow, brother. I didn't know words could get to you,” he mocked.

The men cleared the sparring ground and it was left with just Adrian and I.

He charged towards me, trying to land a blow. I dodged it and landed one on his stomach.

“Ohh!” The men exclaimed, some were dramatic.

He coughed out and cleared his nose, “are you crying, brother?” I asked, this time giving him a taste of my own mockery.

“Fuck you!” He charged towards me, I waited till he was close to me.

I took his hands and twisted it to his back, “haaa!” He yelled and fell to the ground.

“Don't you dare call me a coward,” I spat on him. He tried to get a hold of my legs but I quickly evaded him and walked towards my men.

“Nicely done, your highness,”

“Good Job, your highness,”

“More respect, your highness,” they all praised me with words and it felt good.

“Hope you are feeling good,” I heard Ethan's voice, “you have once again defeated the great Adrian!” He yelled for Adrian to hear him.

I turned around to see him glaring at Ethan.

“What's on the itinerary today, Mason?” I asked him, he already held out his tablet. Mason likes to be prepared at every given time.

“You have a meeting with the heirs of some of the major parks,” he said.

“About what?” I asked him.

“Some defenses for the Kingdom,” he said and I nodded.

I was about to pick up my bag when I noticed something on Ethan's neck. “Where were you last night Ethan?” I asked.

“A brothel,” he said, nonchalantly. Myself and Mason scoffed.

“Oh really, when is that ever going to stop?” I asked him.

“I don't have a mate yet so please let me have some fun.. unlike some people,” he said, referring to Mason.

“How is Layla by the way, Mason?” He asked Mason, who just worked away.

I smacked the back of his head and he cried out, “why would you do that?” I whispered.

“We still don't know what happened,” he said to me.

“And that's the way to find out. Is that how they taught you in spy school?” I asked, mocking him.

“They taught you the same thing,” he said and I smacked his head yet again.

“Hey!” He cried out.

I got to my chambers and stopped at the door, I smelt a perfume that is awfully familiar.

“Oh not again,” my wolf groaned, “just send her out!” He yelled.

I cleared my throat and walked into my king size bedroom and spotted her.

“What are you doing here, Margaret?” I asked her.

“To see you of course,” she said, trailing her fingers on her exposed cleavages.

“I don't need you to see me, Margaret,” I said, standing at the far end of my room.

“We are betrothed, we are supposed to spend time with each other. Be see together around the kingdom,” she said.

“This is a political alliance not a fantasy, now excuse me, I have a lot to do,” I said to her.

“I can sit here while you work,” she crossed her legs exposing her thighs.

“Eww, what's that smell,” my wolf mocked her and I couldn't help but laugh.

“Are you mocking me, Laim?” She asked and I groaned at her and she flitched.

“It's your royal highness,” I said to her.

“Yes, your royal highness,” she bowed her head and her cleveges dropped underneath my eyes.

“You can make it up to me,” I said, taking off my belt.

“How, your highness?” She asked.

I dropped my pants down and my dick erection out. She didn't need to be told as she squatted in front of me and took all of me into her mouth.

Her mouth felt cold and sticky but she did a very nice thing with her tongue.

“Hmm,” I groaned as I held her hair, pounding her to take me fully.

She kept sucking until I came into her mouth. I knew Margaret could never change, she is the slut everyone knows off.

She pulled my pants off and wiped her lips clean with her fingers. “How was that your highness?” She asked, flirting.

“Leave now!” I ordered her, she quickly left my chambers immediately and I felt the need to go wash in my favorite waterfall.

I got out of my chambers with my car keys, “no one comes into my chambers,” I ordered the guards at my door.

“Yes, your highness,” they both said at attention.

I walked towards the garage hoping no one would see me and headed straight for my car.

I drove straight to the gate, “your highness,” the guard saluted and let me pass.

It's been a while since I had a swing in the waterfall, I don't know the issue with my father and this betrothal of his has been on my mind and I can't seem to shake it off.

After what looked like forever, I got to the waterfall and still felt amazed at the sight.

I got close to see a woman having fun swimming. Her long hair flipped over as she got out of the water.

Something about her is familiar, she turned around and there it was.

“Brianna!” I yelled. She looks at me in shock and covered herself up.

What is she doing here.