Chapter 10 Miss

He approached me with his arms extended and then pressed me up against him.

"Mine," he said, taking a long breath and pressing his face into my neck. I was motionless, my body immobile as I gazed straight ahead with my eyes wide open. I looked at the door, which appeared to be so far away that it was impossible for me to blink. I could see the stiff back of his powerful neck and the blue-green veins that protruded from his tan skin. There was something so horrifyingly animalistic about the way he took care of himself.

"All mine." I was startled out of my dazed condition by his grasping words against my skin and the scratch of his teeth against my sensitive flesh.

Frustrated by his mate's attempts to break free from his grip, he growled fiercely as I shook in his arms and tried to pull away. He held his arms tightly around me, pulling away from my throat so he could look directly into my eyes.

"Avoid attempting to elude me. I own you." He pressed me back into his chest and muttered, his eyes darkening as he peered at me. I writhed in his grip, unable to remain motionless; I had to reach the door, which was only across the room. I stared at the door knob, hopelessly locked in his arms, its brassy shine tauntingly. He pressed my chest against his, hissing at me as his arms grew tighter around me.

I managed to free my arms from his grasp by performing the only thing that came to me. When I dragged my fingernails down his smooth face, I felt the skin rip. His grip eased sufficiently for me to try to get away, but I was immobile due to the expression on his face. This man was the true Alpha of all controlling, compulsive Alpha males, and I couldn't help but miss the sensitive expression in his blazing hazel eyes.

His teeth bared as he gave a powerful growl that shook the earth's core. He approached me once more, his silky tan skin oozing with blood from the fresh cuts my nails had made. He threw me roughly onto the cream-colored bed after putting his arms around my waist and lifting me up into them.

"You thought you could get away, mate?" His eyes were darkening now as he asked, but it didn't take long for me to have the pleasure of just staring at him above me. His face was pressing into my neck, and I could feel the weight of his body pressing down on my much smaller shape. My body tightened in fearful expectation as I felt his hot, warm tongue just over my collarbone. It was like a taunt, letting me know what was coming next. The sensation sent shivers down my spine. He gave my skin a harsh kiss before his dog bit into it and tore it apart violently.

I screamed bloodcurdlingly as I felt his teeth tear into my tender skin. Blood started to pool from the wound and drenched the sheets underneath me while I flailed around in his grip. The cream-colored silk of the pillows became reddish-brown from my blood, and I felt my body shudder fiercely beneath him once more before it stopped altogether.

I startled awake, almost letting out a scream upon seeing the sheets of cream-colored silk. Panting for air, I leaped out of bed and scrambled to get the covers off my legs. There was a gentle tap on the door, so I brushed my wet hair aside while gasping heavily and trembling to remove the perspiration from my upper lip. I could still feel the terrifyingly real dream's terror running through me. There's a part of me that wishes I could flee this castle right now and go far enough that the knight would never track me down. a location where he was completely unknown. A deep yearning to give my parents a hug flooded me, and my eyes burned with unshed tears.

After a few deep breaths and a little louder knock on the door, I wiped my eyes and motioned for the person to come in.

I got a quick bow from the first-day butler as he stepped in. His eyebrows furrowed the moment he laid eyes on my face, but he remained silent and turned his head aside instead of speaking.

"Ma'am Sire Knight has gone out on very important work, but he will be back at night. He has asked me to give you a tour of the house if you would wish so." Making sure to look everywhere but at me, he said. I was going to say no when I realized that they were only carrying out their assigned duties; there was no need to be brisk. It was true that the palace was breathtaking; a tour would definitely be necessary. If Knight wasn't home, there was no reason I couldn't have a tour of the lovely palace; maybe it would even help me forget about the dream.

"I would like that, actually; just give me an hour so I can get ready." I spoke clumsily.

"Of course, Miss, and your breakfast is ready; should I send it in?" He inquired, and I gave a nod, saying "thank you," before he quickly went.

A young maid entered and bowed briefly to me before pushing in the trolley loaded with a selection of breakfast items. I smiled slightly at her, but she was looking at me with skepticism in her crystal blue eyes. She gave me a gentle grin in return and turned to walk away.

I was unable to consume even a fourth of the delectable breakfast before I became full and grudgingly got out of bed. Reaching for fluffy white towels, I got in the shower. My shoulders began to relax as the warm water trickled down my skin, relieving the tension in my stiff muscles and causing no stinging sensation near my collarbone. After brushing my hair aside, I looked at my flawless pale skin that was tautly stretched over my collarbone, realizing that it had just been a dream. I pressed my trembling fingertips to it while my dream came back to me.

I rapidly toweled off after getting out of the shower and rinsing off all the shampoo and soap before putting on my clothing. Upon glancing at the time, I became acutely aware that I was going to be late. I hurried out the door, almost tripping over my own socks in the process, but as soon as I got outside, I realized I had no idea where I was going.

I turned to go back into my room as I stood there bewildered and unsure of where to look for the butler, but before I could, I felt a small force hit my legs. I almost lost my balance and had to fling out my arms to catch myself. Glancing down, I saw a small youngster with curly hair and huge blue eyes, with a chestnut complexion, staring at me with watery eyes. Seeing his stunning blue eyes well up with tears made my heart tighten.

I kneeled beside him, trying to console him, but he staggered back.

"Hey baby, what's wrong?" When I asked, the boy gave me a serious look, as if he were studying me.

With a shamed glance down, he said something short.

"I lost my daddy." He looked up with a cute little pout under his breath, and I almost cooed.

"I'll help you find him, okay, munchkin?" I said it gently, and he gave me a quick glance before slowly nodding. I knelt down and extended my hand slowly to him, and he put his little hand in mine. His large blue eyes were attentively fixed on our clasped hands before he turned to face me. He nodded slightly when I cocked my head in the direction of the corridor. I got back up and gripped his hand more tightly before we took off.

I couldn't help but be in awe of the palace's exquisite décor while looking for his father. It turned out that my tour guide, who was unwilling to go, was even cuter than I had thought. In a way, the palace was opulent with its contrasting colors and tastefully arranged antiques, but basic in its lack of and plenty of ornamentation. As I turned to face the small cherub strolling next to me, I heard a gentle sob and came to a stop. I kneeled down to meet him at eye level, leaning on one knee. I let go of his hand and put my hands on his small waist before having a gentle conversation with him.

"It's okay, baby; we'll find your dad, don't worry." He peered up at me, his large, wet eyes glistening, and I cooed as he puffed out his chest.

"I'm not worried; I'm big now. I don't worry when I can't find my dad." He remarked, and I gave him a gentle grin and a kiss on his small head. Then I got up to see the butler rushing to join us.

"I'm so sorry, Miss. This is my son; he was supposed to be having breakfast, but he sneaked off." Taking hold of the small child and gently bringing him into his arms, the butler spoke. glaring at the small boy with blue eyes, yet it was evident to everybody how happy he was to have located his son.

"What's his name?" I enquired.

"Adrian, and this is my daddy." The young boy with blue eyes murmured, nestling closer to his dad.

"Say bye to Miss Amara." He gave his son a tender coo. Adrian quickly planted a kiss on my cheek as he leaned forward from his father's embrace, blushing and stealing my heart in the process.

"I'll just be right back, ma'am." The butler spoke quietly to his son as he left, giving me a brief wave before Adrian buried his face in his father's shoulder. How could a small munchkin be so adorable? I wanted to keep him forever because he was so heartbreakingly cute.

I had only been waiting a few minutes when the butler returned, all grown up now, apologized, and motioned for me to follow. He appeared to be an entirely different person; the loving father was fully hidden beneath the hardworking and professional employee.

He showed me several items and explained their histories to me as we strolled around the mansion. The palace's rooms were all breathtakingly gorgeous, filled with classic furnishings and antique accents that only worked with the palace's opulence. It had to have been here all along.

After turning down a hallway, we came to a chamber that was divided by two enormous mahogany wood doors. Frank the butler walked past the room without even noting it as I waited behind him.

"What's in there?" Frank turned to face me when I asked, and I pointed to the doors.

"Mr.Knight insisted he himself would show you that room." As we strolled along, the butler said, and I scowled and nodded.

"But won't you at least tell me what's in there?" I worriedly inquired, wondering what Alaricus Knight would want to show me in person.

"I'm not allowed to tell." Says the butler.

"Miss, your room." I looked up, shocked to see that we had returned, as the butler had said.

"Thank you for the tour." I wondered what could possibly fit in that one room as I murmured to myself before going to my room.