Obsession: the Lycan king's Human Mate

Adaline sighed. Her hands hurt now, especially the right hand. She had been at it maybe more than four hours. 

The last time she had seen the time it had been bright in the afternoon but now the sun was starting to set and that was so she could see from the window. As much as she wanted to see the time, she did not want to seem rude in front of the woman. 

Mrs. Brawn was like that strict headmistress who did not get any pass to anyone. She was ruthless when it came to getting work done and she was ruthless with polite words. 

It was always a skill that Adaline felt jealous of not having. Even though her words always said 'you must', 'this is the correct way' or even like, 'perhaps you should..'. 

She had a different way of framing her words into something that would look like she was trying to correct Adaline and not force into doing something. 

"We could try," Mrs Brawn's and landed on the top of her own as she made the movement of the next letter, "curling the tail of the y at the end like this." 

"Sure," they could. Whatever she said was something that they were going by anyway. So why would she ever say no? 

Once again she concentrated on making the letter when Mrs Brawn next to her stiffened. 

Weirded out by the sudden change, Adaline glanced at her from the corner of her eye. Mrs Brawn breathed heavily. Something Adeline had never seen her do.

"Are you alright?" She muttered under her breath in concern. She might appear to be standoffish but when this woman looked like she was going to have a heart attack she did feel concerned. 

Mrs Brawn slowly turned her neck towards her before nodding slowly as if in a trance. "Perhaps," she gulped, "perhaps your highness would like to go outside?" 

Perhaps this Highness would like to throttle your throat. 

Adeline's eyes wide and at what she just thought and shook her head immediately. 

"No?" 

"No—yes," she corrected herself. "Yeah, I could go into the backyard." Planting her feet firmly on the ground she pushed the chair with the back of her hips but the hiss made her stop. 

"That is unladylike." Mrs Brawn, as usual, corrected her gently even if she was irritated to the bone. "Perhaps, like this.." she went ahead to demonstrate by touching her legs gently and showing her how to move without creating any noise. 

"We have to be light on our feet." Mrs Brawn gently reminded her when Adaline started to walk out of the room. "More so when you are talking about shifters." 

Or she could just die. Like who would care if that happened? 

Slowly, keeping her seat on the ground as likely as she could, Adelene walked out of the door and it took her almost triple the time it usually took her to move from her onto the back yard. 

The most frustrating thing about it was that the teacher was still behind her. She was lingering around in the background trying to hear some kind of noise that might come from Adaline's feet. 

The moment she stepped out of the door she had half a mind to slam shut but then the door was not at fault. 

Softly closing the door, she took a seat on the porch letting her legs dangle above the ground. 

It was like starting everything again. From reading and writing to sitting and standing. Mrs Brawn seemingly found mistakes in almost everything she did and it was frustrating to the point where Adeline could think of nothing but trying to kill her in her dreams and she had slept for only 15 minutes because that was the amount of time that a queen should take for her beauty sleep. 

15 minutes?! The rage came back to her! 15 minutes for something she did not even take a power nap of while her exams were on the top of her head! 

The rustle from the forest in front of her brought her out of her thinking and Adaline narrowed her eyes before she felt the familiar Spark and sensation all over her spine. 

"Are you planning to hide there forever?" She snapped, the bitterness she felt inside came to surface. "Do you want to see how it was to sit like a lady crossing my legs or placing them together— whatever it is!" 

She heard a scoff and then then another rustle in the bushes before he finally came out in his shifting form. 

There were only a handful of times that she had ever seen him like this and to be honest, it still shocked Adaline the way he could enlarge into something so beastly and huge and terrifying. 

Something that within a second could kill her. 

Xavier did not bother shifting to his human form so that they could actually talk like humans but continued to walk towards her to pause before shaking himself and adjusting into something smaller, more like a wolf, and settling down right underneath her feet. 

The way he settled down had her almost crossing her feet with our future was. So her bum was on the porch and her legs crossed on his body. 

"Really?" She taunted, "this is extremely unladylike and no Queen does shit like this."

He huffed and she felt it but instead of taking in the comical reaction of the wolf her temper flared. 

The tears came into her eyes along with the burn but she ended up closing them. Sometimes, keeping quiet felt better than letting her anger control her. 

"I don't like this Xavier.." she murmured, staring into the forest. "It feels like you have placed chains on me and I don't like it." By the end of her words, she was choking on them. It hurt, but why? She did not know. 

At the moment the only comfort she had was off the humongous dog in front of her. So Adaline decided to do the thing that came to her mind first. 

She shifted and rolled over to the back of the wolf before crying her heart out. But instead of keeping quiet and making sure that her cries were buried in his skin, she let it all out. 

Adaline, for once, didn't care.