Chapter 3 Saved by a stranger and a prince

Eric Maynard walked into the dining hall which was opened for him, his hand rugged in his pant pocket, arriving at the table before taking a seat.

They were all looking at him, trying to hide the laughter bubbling inside them, especially his stepbrother and sister-in-law.

"And here, I thought you were special." His brother, Frederick joked, chuckling throatily.

He stared at Frederick but still kept quiet. He never once had the time to answer anything that comes out of his brother's mouth.

The big oak door opened once again and his father and stepmother walked in. They all stood up, acknowledging his presence.

His father, Gregory patted him on the shoulder and walked to sit on the master chair, his wife sitting by his left hand, while he was at his right.

Gregory stared at the types of food prepared on the table and nodded, looking at everyone sitting. His wife, two sons, daughter-in-law and cousins from his wife's family who visited the kingdom. "Let's eat." He gave the go-ahead.

They all nodded and began to eat.

Gregory looked at Eric who still kept quiet as usual, but this time, he was thinking. He's got so many thoughts in his mind.

"Is she not awake yet?"

Eric looked at his father. "No."

"What did the physician say?" His father asked.

"She'll be fine," Eric answered.

"And what are you gonna do about her? In my opinion, reject her." His stepmom, Stephanie asserted.

He glared at her. "I never said I needed your opinion."

She just rolled her eyes away.

Gregory sighed. "So what are you gonna do, son? Bringing her here means you're in for it."

Eric looked away and leaned on his chair. "That's my business." He stood up. "If you'll excuse me..." He bowed at his dad and walked out of the hall.

"I think the universe is saying something, my king. I mean how can Eric be blessed with a human mate who's even with child?" Katherine pointed out.

Gregory sighed and picked a fork of beef, chewing it, and gulped it, before looking at her. "Let's just wait to see how things pan out."

Meanwhile, Eric sat on a chair in the training ground, with his right leg on his left, his hand buried in his pocket, watching the fields as his guards trained and beat themselves up. He watched with his face void of any emotion.

"So, I got information for you. Thankfully, I was able to find you."

Eric looked up at his second in command, Levi Walter, his soon to be Beta and a guy he trusts, even though he doesn't show it. "What information?" He asked, his gaze going back to the guards.

"Vanessa came to me. She said your...your mate is awake."

Eric blinked and looked at him, then he nodded. "Okay."

Levi equally nodded. "Yeah."

Eric lowered his gaze, and let out a sigh before standing up. He walked back into the mansion, up the stairs, before arriving at the room he kept the girl in.

Entering in, he locked the door shut, she already sat up, looking confused and scared which is expected since she doesn't know where she is.

"Who are you?" She asked, staring at the tall, black-haired unfamiliar man, his eyes pale-blue, he was wearing a grey shirt, his muscles obvious, and black trousers.

Eric nodded at the fair question and walked up to her. He sat on the bed, facing her. "I saved you."

Leslie lowered her gaze remembering the seconds before she fainted. "Oh." She looked at him. "I'm...I'm so sorry. I must have inconvenienced you."

He shook his head. "No. It's fine."

She looked around the room and behind her at the window. The place was unfamiliar. "Where is this place?" She asked, looking back at him.

"My kingdom."

Her brow raised. "Kingdom? Weretopia?" She asked, knowing it was the only kingdom in the country.

He nodded. "Yeah."

"I...I thought it was out of bounds from outsiders." She wondered out loud.

He nodded. "Well, not to you."

She blinked in confusion, a small frown evident on her face. "What do you mean?"

His eyes dropped on her stomach and back to her pale face. She was beautiful though, her raven straight, silky, long hair, and blue eyes were elegant. "You...must be hungry. I will get someone to get you something to eat." Then he stood up.

"Who are you?" Leslie asked, looking up at him.

He sighed, realizing they haven't been introduced. "Eric Maynard."

Her eyes widened. "Wow. The prince, am I right?"

He nodded. "One of. And you are?"

"Leslie Patel."

He narrowed his eyes at her, hearing the name somewhere. "PatelCorps." He uttered.

She nodded, sadness engulfing her. "Yeah."

He equally nodded. "I'll get someone." He said, before walking out of the room.

Leslie let out a loud sigh and tried to move away from the bed but she felt a sudden overwhelming pain in her lower back, causing a groan out of her, with her teeth gritted as she tried withstanding it.

She felt shivers down her spine at the feeling and decided to just relax back on the bed, her back resting against the headboard.

Her eyes wandered around the room, it was big, just like the room she had. She closed her eyes shut, remembering everything that happened. It felt so painful. Her family legacy just like that was gone from her hands.

She was left without anything in the span of just one day.

The door of the room opened causing her to open her eyes weakly. She saw a lady walking in and two others dressed like maids. One was carrying a tray of food in her hands, while the other one was holding a beautiful blue gown and walked to drop it close to her on the bed.

She wondered what was happening. She wasn't even a visitor but an inconvenience.

The lady which seem to be of some kinda rank walked closer to her with some kinda pride. "I'm Vanessa, your assistant. The prince said I should give you food to eat."

Leslie nodded. "Yeah. But I'll need to freshen up first."

She scoffed. "Duh, we know that. So, get up. We'll show you to the bathroom."

Leslie could tell the rudeness in the girls' voice but she just nodded, not wanting any trouble. After all, she's not in her territory.

She removed the duvet cover from her legs and finally sat up from the bed, Vanessa staring at her with a frown face on. She looked at the servants. "Lead her to the bathroom and help her with her bath."

"I think I can help myself, thank you."

Vanessa looked at her and nodded. "Suit yourself then." She said without care and looked at the servants. "I think she knows what to do, one of you remains here, the other one, follow me," Vanessa ordered and left the room.

Leslie walked toward where the bathroom obviously is and proceeded to have her bath.