Chapter 7 Making Advances

• Patricia’s POV
• “Oh no, it’s okay. You guys can head out alone. I only came to apologize, then head off to the bookstore. I need some things from there,” I said through gritted teeth, my tongue betraying my heart, and hastily got out of there.
• I felt like I was suffocating to death, having to watch my husband-to-be’s passionate kiss with another woman. My heart shattered into pieces. I’ve truly fallen in love with this god-like man. His dark, shiny skin was the perfect complement to my milky white one, and I knew we were right for each other. But here he was, in heated, passionate kisses with a girl who was not only a weak human to me—but also stinky.
• What is it that he sees in her that he didn’t even bat an eye at intimidating me into scurrying away from them?
• I swear, I’m going to snatch him right from under her nose and watch her heart writhe in pain. I’m going to make her feel as much pain as I’m feeling right now.
• I wandered around the school and eventually settled down at the park, scrolling through my phone to check on my Instagram account. I needed something to take my mind away from the bile of anger rising from the pit of my gut. Instagram, Facebook, Twitter—none of them could quell the hatred I felt for Lucy.
• At first, I didn’t think of her as a threat. But now, I’m beginning to reconsider.
• I don’t know how much time passed, but it must have been a while, because for the first time, my lioness was in full support of me. She also felt disrespected by Prince Kenneth’s intimidating glare. Jacy wondered why she couldn’t feel a connection with his lion. Was it because he also hated her?
• The day passed by, and it was a relief—I didn’t want to spend another second next to the stench of that girl. She tried acting all concerned about my mood swings, but I didn’t care. I told her I was fine and that I’d see her tomorrow.
• Honestly, I think her usefulness has come to an end. It’s time to ditch her. I couldn’t bear the scent of my man on her any longer. Though it calmed me a bit, I still hated her for effortlessly having what should be mine. And it seemed I would have to fight to make it mine.
• I decided it was time to make a bold move. It didn’t matter anyway, because no matter what, Kenneth and I are bound by an unbreakable decree. Unless he wants a blood oath—which would mean a bloody challenge that could cost him his throne or his life—he’s stuck. So, no matter how much he doesn’t want me, eventually, he will be mine.
• I don’t even know how I arrived at his office the next day, but I boldly knocked on the door.
• “Come in!” his husky voice rang out.
• This time, he wasn’t with that human slut. But he wasn’t alone either. His duobus and tribus were with him.
• I was determined to execute my plan regardless.
• “Hello everyone! I hope I’m not intruding, but I would love to have a word with Prince Ken, please,” I said before I could chicken out. I was a huge ball of nerves.
• “That’s Prince Kenneth to you. Only my girl and my best friends call me Ken,” he growled.
• His friends looked at him, and I knew they were mind-linking because they soon stood up to leave.
• I tried by all means to appear bold and not allow his dominant aura to oppress me. I cleared my throat and looked him straight in the eye. I was an equal to him. Nothing forces me to submit.
• “No disrespect, my prince, but… don’t you feel it?” I asked him.
• He looked at me like I’d just grown horns.
• “What on earth are you on about?” he bellowed, sounding annoyed.
• I don’t know why this man always sounds irritated with me. I’ve heard that only already-mated men feel so annoyed with other ladies. But what is it with him? Is he… perhaps mated to that human? Could that be why he’s so smitten with her?
• “The mate pull, that is. Don’t you feel it? Didn’t you notice that was why I ran off the first day we met? That was because I was hurting over the fact that my mate happened to be the boyfriend of my only friend in this school,” I claimed.
• His frown deepened, and a low, intimidating growl rumbled from his chest—clear proof that his animal was also getting pissed off.
• “Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me in that manner? And why would I feel a mate bond with someone who isn’t my mate?” he whisper-shouted, his eyes piercing into mine—into my soul.
• I backed off a little to put distance between us. The tension in the room was thick.
• Was I right? Is he really mated to that human?
• I shook my head and cautiously spoke again.
• “What do you mean by someone who isn’t your mate? Do you seriously not feel the mating bond? Or do you want to reject and hurt me… for a weak human who will only weaken you even—”
• I didn’t get to finish my sentence.
• He was by my side in a jiffy, pinning me to the wall as an earth-shuttering roar shook the office.
• I was gasping for air when I felt his friends tugging and pulling his hands off my neck.
• “Get this foul-mouthed woman out of my office before I do something I’ll regret later,” he growled.
• He didn’t even spare me a glance as his first and second-in-command dragged me out.
• But I was glad. At least I had accomplished my mission. I had planted some doubts. If he thought Lucy was his mate, now he would begin to question and doubt it—and perhaps give me a chance in his heart.
• I shrugged aggressively from Malcolm and Thomas’s grip as soon as we were outside his office.
• I sighed in relief. At least there were no humans on site, though I was very sure they’d heard the roar that shook the building.
• I walked off, rubbing my neck—it was on fire. I knew for sure that my neck was red, having just been strangled by the most powerful grip. I swear, if I weren’t a strong lioness, I would have passed out right there.
• Tears streamed down my face as I walked to where my car was parked, mind-linking my bodyguards so we could leave.
• Torrents of tears began to flow the moment I got inside the car. I didn’t want to stay another second on school grounds.
• I swear by the goddess—I’ll kill Lucy.
• Looks like the only way to get what’s mine will be by eliminating her first.
• “Don’t be stupid, Pat. Don’t make any hasty decisions that will put us in trouble.” Jacy was going all weak on me again.
• I was so furious.
• “Shut up, Jace. You’re not helping,” I snapped at her.
• Annoyed, she retreated to the back of my mind with a growl.
• I suddenly felt bad for snapping at the only one who was always with me.
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