Chapter 2 Royal Curse

• I don’t how we actually go back to his room, because the next few hours is like a blur.
• I find myself on the bed with him.
• We aren’t doing anything. We are just talking.
• Yeah!
• And eating too.
• Sebastian looks up from his food, “What’s your sister’s name anyway?”
• I raise an eyebrow at him, “You know that she has a mate, right?”
• “I just wanna know her name. Is that so hard?”
• “I am not gonna tell you, you can ask her yourself.”
• He throws his head back and groans loudly.
• I laugh at this, making him stop to look at me.
• I frown at him, “What is it?”
• He smiles, “You have a beautiful laugh.”
• I roll my eyes at him with a scoff, “Do you tell that to all the girls you sleep with?”
• His expression answers my question.
• I nod with a bitter smile.
• Of course, he does.
• I expected the Wolf King to sleep around, but him confirming it makes me feel stupid.
• “I guess someone told you it was a bad idea but you didn’t listen.”
• He nods and I stare at him numbly.
• I don’t know why it affects me.
• Maybe it is because I actually thought my mate would wait for me, maybe it is because I am keeping myself for my mate.
• But I shouldn’t let this affect me, right?
• I shouldn’t.
• “Minerv”
• A knock comes from the door and he sighs, staring at me for a while before he says. “Come in.”
• A female walks inside the room, she stares at me for a while before moving to carry away the dishes.
• The look she gives to me spikes my curiosity.
• I can already smell the jealously off her when she sends a rather longing glance at Sebastian.
• I wait till she is out of the room and make sure I hear her footsteps down the hall, before I say, “She is one of them, isn’t she…”
• I don’t actually give him the time to explain himself to me, “I was at least glad that I wouldn’t get to see the females you sleep with, and now I have to face them everyday.”
• He frowns and moves closer to me, “Then I’ll fire them all, you don’t have to see the”
• I glare at him.
• Is he crazy.
• “They’ll lose their job, Sebastian, I don’t want that.”
• “Goddess! Make a decision then.”
• What kind of male did I get mated to?
• “Just don’t sleep with any other female.”
• He nods and then makes a show of staring at me with a smile, “Wait, are you jealous?”
• What?
• “Oh Goddess, you are.”
• Is he drunk?
• “No, I am not,” I push him away and he laughs.
• “You are. There’s no need to be, Minerva.”
• Yeah, that is the best thing to say to your mate when you have probably had sex with a zillion females.
• Classic.
• I fold my arms across my chest and he says, “I guess I have to apologize for a lot of things. I didn’t think that I would find my mate.”
• I frown and move closer to him, “Why?”
• He shrugs, “My family has that demerit, I guess. We leave for hundreds of years with just a percent chance of finding our destined mate. They can be either died or might be born when you die, it is a very degrading cycle.”
• “I am sorry, Sebastian. I didn’t know.”
• He smiles at me. “I don’t expect you to. My family did a great job at hiding it from the public. I am just glad that only I share that should I say curse.”
• “What do you mean?”
• “I mean that, the curse as I called it only affects the one with the crown.”
• What?
• “Why?”
• He shrugs, “The royal family lives for many years, but my siblings are likely to find their mates and I am not.”
• But you found me…
• “That’s why you were scared when I wanted to reject you.”
• He frowns with an eye roll, “I wasn’t scared.”
• I laugh at his expression and hop on his lap, “That’s true, you were frightened to death.”
• He groans with a hidden smile and I pinch his cheek, “Promise not to tell?”
• Hmm.
• I could one day use this against him as a leverage of some kind, so I nod.
• I am so crazy.
• He stares creepily at me and I scowl at him, “What is it?”
• “I just can’t believe I found you.”
• Oh. This sappy stuff.
• His eyes dart to my neck and he leans closer to me.
• Oh Goddess, what do I do?
• As he gets closer, I panic some more.
• “What are you doing?”
• He doesn’t answer me. It is like he is a spell of some sort, but I know better.
• He is being controlled by his wolf urge to sniff me.
• He is drawn by my scent. All mates are.
• The thought makes me blush.
• His nose is suddenly on my neck as he sniffs me. He draws me closer than before, making me groan.
• I get lost in the sensation he brings and before I know it his lips are on me, my neck is probably begging to be spared.
• As his mouth works on my neck, I forget about everything, including the possibility of him marking me which would be bad.
• Mates don’t mark each other without permission and if he does, I will be so pissed at him.
• Of course, my clouded mind don’t think about this outcome, especially when I feel his canine touch my skin.
• I let out a loud groan and give him enough access to my neck while I hold back his shoulder.
• Sometimes the pleasure of the flesh is just too much to endure, like in this situation.
• I didn’t say that I don’t like it, neither did my wolf.
• Suddenly, he is gone and the sensation fades away in emptiness.
• I bounce on the bed with a deep scowl on my face.
• Goddess, what did I do.
• Urgh!!
• I can be so stupid at times.