Obsession: the Lycan king's Human Mate

How many times had she imagined having a Crown on her head? Perhaps when someone mentioned the name of Queen Elizabeth, maybe just dreaming of becoming a princess in a fairytale? 

The dream was coming true because Adaline was staring at the Crown that she was supposed to wear as the Queen of the shifting realm. 

She had not received one but two. 

Apparently the previous king, the predecessor of Xavier, who was his uncle Nicholas had made his wife two crowns.

Adaline was told by Jenna that there were two reasons for it. One reason was a general one that a queen can have as many as she wanted but the main reason was, since she came from a poor upbringing Nicholas wanted to shut everyone up who talked about her upbringing by making sure that she always wore Crown. 

So, there was one crown heavier than the other Grand in appearance that was won for events where the royalty was to be displayed. The other one on the other hand, was light and comfortable for daily wear.

Daily wear? Adaline scoffed. What part of the world has arrived where she was discussing how comfortable wearing a crown was? 

There were times when she imagined how expensive it was going to be for her to afford her first diamond and now she was in a room filled with them. 

Every diamond in the room belonged to her. 

With her Crown chosen and half of the responsibilities taken care of by Cassandra and her Grand aunt, the elderly ladies finally decided to let go of Ashlynn and Adaline. 

"I don't know about you," Ashlynn yawned loudly without any care. "But I am going to go to sleep until dinner." 

"Dinner?" Adaline might not know what time it was in the Palace but by the looks of it it was already evening. "It's going to be dinner time soon." 

One thing that she appreciated about this world was their schedule according to the daytime. As soon as the sun rose, they were awake and the time that the sunset and the darkness descended they retired to the bed. 

It might be primitive but she could say how her dark circles had disappeared. 

Ashlynn tsked. "Who cares?" She winked and pointed to someone behind her, "Lark is standing behind you and is one of your queen's guards. If you want to find Xavier and are unable to do so, trust him." 

On instinct, Adaline turned around to find the said person standing around the hallway giving them their space but also keeping an eye out. 

She nodded to him in reading and received a deep bow. Ashlynn did not take seconds before disappearing and Adaline was left with lark. 

Her eyes moved to lark again and she took in his appearance. He was a soldier and he looked like a warrior and Adeline knew enough to differentiate in between.

The way he was equipped with the weapons and with his buffy frame it was obvious that he was a warrior, and he was training religiously.

And if he was a warrior, then he must know something about Amula. 

"Xavier's?" 

He nodded and came closer, before stopping at a respectful distance of two arms in between them. "His Highness would be in his bedroom at the moment. He would be changing for dinner." 

She nodded before nudging, telling him that she wanted to go to him. 

Lark, for the first time tonight, stepped beside her since he could not walk in front of her. Silently, he guided her to the rooms of the King even though Adaline knew her way to them. 

"So Lark," she began but also ended up gulping and giving away her nervousness. "Do you think witches can be nice?" 

She looked at the man to catch any kind of change and expressions but even the hair on his face did not twitch. 

"I believe pictures are of different kinds just as my kind are. But in general, they are made of lies and deceit." His eyes flickered to her, "I would advise you to stay away from them and let us deal with it." 

The irk she felt at his words was irritating her to the bone. "What do you think I cannot deal with? I understand that I am new to things but I am also learning—" 

"I would say that the king is new." His words cut her off dryly, like he was not interested in continuing the conversation. "You are relatively an infant as compared to him. He has been in this country all his life and not you. Also, I would like to mention that you are a human who came from another world."

Lark shook his head, "I understand the trusting people will come naturally to you. But I shall tell you that we can smell the shift in emotions. Hence, the advantage rests with us." 

Of course, it did. That was something Adaline would have to agree to. 

It was something that she counted on a daily basis because whenever Javis asked her anything and Adaline would lie, he could sniff it out within seconds. 

"Lark," remembering her home, she was reminded of something else, "where have you been?" 

Lark's step faltered before he stopped completely and turned to her. 

For a moment, Adaline thought that he was going to strike her down, but then tried to reassess the situation. She had not spoken with any haughtiness or any kind of taunt, in fact now that she looked at it she had been a little..sad. 

To her surprise the humongous warrior bent on one knee in front of her and bowed his head. 

"We were seeking an opportunity to apologize to you," he spoke loud and clear with his head bowed at her feet. "We have failed you not once but multiple Times and we have decided to face the consequences."

"Consequences?" She mumbled, wondering what the hell was going on. 

He nodded quite firmly. "We ask you to decide the appropriate punishment for us as Sir Javier looks for the new warriors that could act as the queen's guards."

"New?" She sapt in horror. "What is going to happen to the old ones?" 

He didn't even flinch when he answered, "We die."