My Beautiful Mate [ENGLISH]

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

All of the princes were pretty intimidating. The four towered over us. Each built like some Greek god, with eyes that burned right into you. Those eyes hid so many secrets, I had no doubt about that considering their long and dark history.

As I stood there silently, I wondered what happened after you were picked and what happened when you were not. The thought itself made me tremble a bit more. Both scenarios seemed bittersweet.

I noticed Aurora when her hazel eyes glanced at me as if pleading for help. 'It'll be okay,' I mouthed, it was the only thing I could do to assure her. I wasn't able to promise anything, because, I too, didn't know what would happen to her, me and others.

My body continued to shake as the last prince took a step forward, his blue eyes scanning over each of the girls. Those eyes. They somehow became so familiar to me. I couldn't remember when I had last seen them, but it felt like I had before.

"Azrael you may choose now." The Queen replied and perked up a little, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. She most likely wondered who this particular prince would pick.

Though his lips said other things, the corners were slightly curled up into a small, barely noticeable smile, that hinted that he knew exactly who he wanted and it was none of the girls he was currently looking at. He seemed to enjoy the fear in their eyes and continued down the line, taking in what every girl had to offer. Yet, his eyes were dark and mixed emotions when his gaze locked with mine. I wanted to look away, but for some reason I couldn't. My eyes stayed glued to his as my body warmed and stopped trembling.

Something was so familiar about him,but I couldn't quite pin it. His eyes were, they reminded me of the ocean that roared along the edges of our town. It made my blood freeze when he suddenly tore his beautiful eyes away, breaking the contact and stopped beside me. Not in front.

I was slightly daze and confused when I saw him drag the sobbing girl out of her spot beside me. A wave of disappointment washing over me, but realizing how ridiculous I was being. I narrowed my eyes and decided I wouldn't let him take the poor girl. Even though something in me wanted him to take me anyways.

Biting my lip, I was stuck between two choices, whether to stand still and not to do a thing, or I could stop him and take the poor girl's place.

Without thinking, I cleared my throat and eased my body in front of the girl, my hand resting on his surprisingly hard chest. It was a weak attempt to stop him from grabbing the crying girl. Before I knew what I was doing, words made their way out of my mouth.

"Take me instead."

Somehow I managed to say it in a rather firm and demanding tone, which was highly unusual for me, since I was as a timid as they come. But the words came across more confident than I intended, making me frightened to the core. I had just spoke to a Dracu Wolves Prince with a voice that screamed assertive, which I was very far from most of the time.

He raised a dark brow, scanning me from head to toe. Though a growl tore out of his throat, his eyes said otherwise. His posture went rigid and his demeanor came across as angry. But for some reason I felt like he was actually pleased. Without another second to waste, he had me by my wrist and led me out of the ball room.

"You'd risk your life for a complete stranger?" He asked in a steely tone, his eyes looking down at me as if I were an i***t. I covered slightly under his gaze, which made me feel so puny and miniscule. But I didn't dare to not answer him. Quietly, I looked down at my heels and picked at the fabric of my dress. "I would. She was scared... and-"

"So are you. You're stupider than I thought." He hissed out, cutting me off before dragging me down the long corridor and finally stopped at two large white doors. Fixing the sleeves of his suit, he retrieved a key, unlocked the door, and shoved me inside as if not taking into consideration that I could trip. Which I did.

I struggled to grab out onto something on the way down as the sudden shove made my body jolt forward. Before I could react, the end of my heel caught onto the fabric of my dress, sending me plummeting to the ground. 

My eyes squeezed shut as a surprised cry left me, much to my embarrassment, then I felt something warm. Or should I say someone warm. 

The concern in his eyes shocked me more than him catching me, but just as quickly as it had come, it had gone. His muscular arms wrapped themselves around my waist almost instinctively as he caught me and then helped me onto my feet. His eyes darkening slightly in the process. We both fell silent before he let go of me and created distance between us, "If I knew you were this much of a klutz, I would've stuck with the other girl."

"Well if I knew you were this rude, I would've let you take the other girl." I shot back, glaring up at him after I fixed my dress and stepped out of my heels, so I wouldn't trip again. The sudden fire burning inside of me surprised me, I wasn't normally like this. Just something about him agitated me. And maybe because being forced here in the first place had killed my family.

"Is that so?" He raised his brow again, dark strands of his hair hovering above the small creases in his forehead. His jaw clenched slightly when I dared to take a step towards him and nod. "Yes."

"I doubt that." He muttered, also taking a step towards me.

He was too close.

I could smell his aftershave with a hint of mint and could feel the warmth and power rolling off of his body onto mine. Tilting my head back, I gaze up at him, now able to take in his features up close.

I had to hand it to him, he was unbelievably gorgeous. He was gifted with a sharp, yet stubborn jawline, kissable lips, a bit of stubble that I felt the weird urge to touch. A straight nose and piercing blue eyes that took my breath away. Paired with hair that almost could pass as black, that was styled quite nicely. My eyes wandered along his handsome face and drifted lower to his Adam's apple and collar bone that was exposed after he had undid his tie and a few buttons only moments ago in the ballroom.

He noticed my traveling gaze and growled lowly, his eyes dark with hidden emotion.

I gulped and decided to break the tension, ignoring the electricity that was sparkling intensely between us. "Doubt all you want. I want to ask something..." I paused to think of a question to distract us both from the firery connection I knew we both felt. It was obvious. And if he didn't feel the chemistry, I would label him as an oblivious i***t.

I was able to look away from his eyes and took a few steps back to put distance once more between us. "What.... What will happen to the others that weren't choosen?"

He recognized my failing attempt at distracting us both and rolled his eyes, but still responded.

"Nothing they become servants, they'll cook, clean, and obey me and my brothers every command."

My heart skipped a bit as a thought entered my head and bravely, I decided to ask him another more dangerous question.

"What will I be doing for you?"

My breathed hitched as his lips slowly formed a small, mischievious smirk. He took a single strive towards me, and leaned in closed enough to whisper the answer into my ear. My body tense as his hot breath fanned my cheek before he ran the tip of his nose along the length of my neck, inhaling my scent, reaching my ear.

His voice low and husky.

"Whatever I ask of you to do, you'll do Drizella."