Chapter 5 Aaron in Her Bedroom

Thadn’t been prepared for this. None of it

I sat in my bed with my knees pressed against my chest, watching the light from the adjacent room, Aaron’s room, spill into mine

I hadn’t curled up with a frilly romance novel like usual I had raged, attempting to push the heavy wardrobe against the shared door, unsuccessfully of course, and surrendered to turning off all the lights and slipping into bed, silent as a mouse

And then I watched, sometimes holding my breath as an occasional silent shadow broke through the light visible beneath the door. He had crossed the room several times, the scraping sound of a dresser drawer being opened or the thump of a door closing the only sounds in what felt like the entire castle

Gemma tried to explain the reasoning behind removing the lock from the door. Horace had thought it would allow for privacy, less stress, and easier access for higher levels of success.

“There’s no ceremony for this, Maeve! Not like with… with female breeders. The maids won’t come and bathe you. He won’t be escorted in. This is… up to you.”

*This is ridiculous,” I had replied, then i’d went into my room. I felt exposed knowing he was right next door, so close, with only a door between us.

But as much as I detested it, I understood the lack of ceremony and the strangely casual approach to the situation. ! was not a lowly breeder sold to an Alpha as an object, something to control and then discard. I was a future Luna. I was the heir to my mother’s title of White Queen. It would be me who held the entire Eastern Territoy in the palm of my hand.

And the child I would produce would inherit it all of Valoria.

Gemma was right. It was up to me. Aaron was, in this situation, my subject. He was here for me to use. And, just like my father before me, I had an obligation to my pack to do exactly that.

I looked up as he turned off the lights in his room. My room was suddenly shrouded in complete darkness, the only light the pale glow of the moon dancing against the rapidly moving clouds.

I finally fell asleep to the sound of the curtains wafting in the stiff, humid breeze coming from the open window, too tired to get up and close it. The heat of the night lulled me into a deep, dreamless sleep…

A crash, then a shatter. I heard the shared door swing open and bounce against the wall, Aaron’s voice ringing in my ears.

I threw the covers off and swung my legs out of bed, but Aaron grabbed me by the ankle just before my feet touched the carpet.copy right hot novel pub