Controversy
867 Words
Oliver's P. O. V.
Julian's expression all through the ride to my home was sour, and I didn't try to hold any conversation with her.
She was my mate…yes, but that's about it.
I'm in love with another.
Someone stronger, worthy and most importantly from the Royal bloodline.
Hadn't it been for this exhausting ritual, I wouldn't have bothered myself looking for my mate.
When we got to the pack, I went straight to my father's chamber with Julian.
She still hadn't said a single word to me and neither had I.
“Oliver, you're here,” My father said advancing towards me with a warm smile.
“Did you find her?” He asked expectantly.
I took some steps to the right to reveal Julian who was standing right behind me.
She had an unreadable expression on her face, but observing her closer, you could almost see something like contempt in her eyes.
My father stared at her indifferently.
“The ritual is going to take place tomorrow by noon, have you already told her about it?” My father asked, with his gaze fixed on Julian's face.
She still maintained the stern unreadable expression.
Nothing in her demeanor suggested that she was scared.
“She knows,” I replied.
“That's good, you should show her to her chambers then.”
Julian turned to look at me questioningly, but I only nodded acknowledging for her to follow me while I led the way.
I took her to the servants quarters, and opened the door to a room for her to enter.
She did, and I sort to leave, but on second thought just entered the room shutting the door behind me.
Julian looked around before she settled down on the bed, placing her bag beside her.
“If there's anything you need, you can use the telephone on the bedside table and ring the house,” I said and she nodded.
The quietness was becoming awkward, so I decided to leave.
“May I ask a question?” She asked and I stopped walking.
I turned to look at her, and she was already on her feet.
“How old are you?”
Her question came as a shock.
“And why would you be asking of my age?” I asked scrunching my brows in disbelief.
She shrugged.
“No reason, just wanted to know.”
She's unbelievable…
Why would she possibly be asking me that kind of question?
“Well if you must know, I'm twenty and three years of age,” I replied and she nodded.
“Anything else?”
She shook her head and I made to leave.
“The ritual is happening tomorrow, you should be prepared.”
Walking out of her room, I felt a sense of unbalance.
Julian was anything but a regular girl.
She seemed off, oddly provocative, and too headstrong for a commoner.
I headed straight to my chambers.
I met Stephan on the way.
“How's she? Is she settled in?” He asked.
“She's settled,” I replied.
“But I want you to keep a close watch on her.”
“Will do,” Stephan replied.
“I believe you got more problem to worry about. Violet is in your room.”
Fuck!
As much as I'd missed her, I didn't want any of her troubles at the moment.
“Who let her in?”
“Your mum. I've managed to not let her cause a scene, now she's all yours.” Stephan chuckled tapping me lightly on the shoulder.
Sighing, I continued my journey to my quarters.
Violet was laying across, on the bed when I entered.
I shut the door behind me and went to my closet.
“Are you not even going to acknowledge me?” She asked standing up from the bed.
I forced a smile trying to placate her.
“Forgive my manners my lady, I'm just exhausted.”
“Want me to help reduce the tension?”
Her flirty tone and mannerism was duly noted, but I was too exhausted for anything at the moment.
I sighed inwardly.
“I'm tired Violet, it's been a long day,” I explained trying to sound calm.
Her brows narrowed, and her face squeezed with anger.
She walked towards me swaying her hips seductively.
“Is this because of her?” She asked standing in front of me with hands akimbo.
I sighed, and ditched changing.
I took her hands, sat down on a chair close to the large wardrobe, and made her sit on my lap.
“This has nothing to do with her. I already explained it to you, finding my mate would mean nothing to me.”
Violet still had an unpleasant expression on her face.
“Come on babe,” I reached for chin, rubbing it gently.
“We're going to have our moment.”
“Yeah,” She replied as her tight demeanor began to melt.
“And you should know that you can't get rid of me so easily,” She stated, her eyes sparkling with determination.
“I have no intentions to do that,” I replied and she smiled hugging me.
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