Alpha Princess's Possessive Mate

Fang gave a hearty laugh on hearing my strained answer, something that I was not used to hearing and said, "do you want me to kneel on one knee in front of you and ask for it holding a diamond ring?" 

My eyes dropped in a \'seriously\' expression. Fang was rich and though I was supposed to be richer than him, I was not. My mother cut even the little allowance I had before telling me that money was enough and if I had saved it good for me, or I can always return to the dungeons. But there was a need for Fang to casually rub it in my face that he was a rich man.

Or was he planning to actually arrange a proposal for me? Knowing Fang, he might even do that. I had to stop from those thoughts even popping into his head. 

I was quick to reply, "Forget it Fang, I have no intentions to stay back in this kingdom. Adalolpha has given me nothing but the darkness of dungeons and I know it is only because of this mission that I am here, outside tasting a little bit of freedom but this everything is a fleeting moment and I don\'t want to ruin what little time I have because of your stupidity catching up to me." 

It was my cold, harsh reality and if that marriage which Fang had brought for me broke, there was no way my mother would let me be free.

If what Fang said was true, then that marriage held the power to grant my brother a healthy life. And if that was broken, then Goddess Luna knows what my mother would do to me. At this moment, I was walking on a thin line with Fang having marked me, and if fate had wrong plans regarding it, then that fall will also take Fang with me, which I did not want. There was no need for others to suffer because of me. 

There was silence on the other end of the line, and it immediately had me conscious of the fact that I had unconsciously shown my vulnerability to Fang.

How did it turn out like this! And this idiot kept quiet over it all, as if waiting for me to vent more if needed. 

I had to correct this. Fang would only get wrong impressions if he heard me talking this way to him. It was like opening up near a person you would not even want to see for the rest of your life. I closed my eyes and shouted the first thing that came to my mind to deflect from my topic, "And you look stupid with that long hair of yours. They hide all your sharp features..." My hand covered my mouth in shock. I wanted to talk about how stupid he was and here I messed it up again.

"Is that so?" Fang asked with a snicker, and I can bet he was smirking right now. 

What kind of stupidity I was doing after openly calling him an idiot. The more I tried to drive away from him, it felt like something kept compelling me to go in his direction. "STUPID FANG!" I yelled before I cut the call and threw the phone on the other side of my bed. This was just not right.

I always kept trying to push things away from Fang, but it was like every part of my being wanted him near me.

It had taken me such a long time to get used to others\' touch or the closeness that Channing sometimes tried to share with me was never comfortable and yet, thinking about it, I had oddly eased into Fang\'s touch and his behaviour to always stand in my personal space. It reminded me of what had happened last time at Waterwoods and my hands immediately went to cup my face. I could feel the heat rising on my face and I bet it was turning red. 

"Idiot, Fang," I muttered under my breath, pulling the sheets over my head and going back to sleep. 

For a long time, I tossed and turned in the bed. It was hard to sleep as the old memories from the dungeons came to haunt me. Hailey\'s note came as a reminder to me that I had to be careful about my secret and shut her mouth because she had the key to send me back to the dark, damp dungeons. 

Suddenly, I heard a sound outside the door.

My bedroom door was not an issue as it had a lock from inside and no means to open from outside, but I could hear someone rummaging near the main door of the house. The lights in my house had not been lit, and I quickly grabbed my mobile to check it was thirty past ten. The person outside the main door was not knocking, but trying to barge into my house.

My hands reached for the iron rod that was always below my bed and held it tightly in my hand, slowly going to my bedroom door in case that person breaks in here as well. The main door creaked open, and I got on my guards, hearing the footsteps walk straight to my bedroom. 

Whosoever this person was, had some wrong intentions as they had chosen to come in without my knowledge. I held my breath, making my grip tight on the iron rod. It surely wasn\'t anyone from the village and with the speed that this person was able to unlock the main door, I doubted it to be some burglar or maybe someone who wanted revenge on me.

Alright, if that was the game, I would not hold back. I had created enough bad blood for myself anyway and this would give me reasonable charges for whosoever it was. 

I held my breath hearing the footsteps stop right in front of my bedroom door and I clenched my teeth, ready to attack.