Hidden Gem: the true Lycan queen!

Chapter Three: Lyla

Why does he keep calling me pet names and keeps being so nice to me? Why is Claire acting so weird? Surely the king of Noctruna will be leaving today. Right? I think to myself mind thinking so many things all at once and yet I couldn’t focus on a single thought other than that stunning man sitting just in front of me serving me food. Why would he bother with me? I have been a slave to my out flesh and blood since my mother and father’s demise. I am not worthy of his time or kindness. He made my plate and waited for me to start eating before he took his first bite, and he watched me intently and with a sweetness lingering in his eyes. Was he like this with all of the subjects in his vast kingdom. His old English accent comes in waves and wavers here and there to a more current time accent but I think I prefer his voices gravely tone and low growls more than I want to let myself. Yes this man is gorgeous but not the pretty boy magazine beauty but the rugged and manly, with his huge muscles in his arms and chest his six feet 8 inch high towering over my by a foot and a half. The blue in his eyes that give an oceans wonder a run for its money! I could get lost in his eyes and I want to run my hands over his rippling arm and chest muscles and I want to give my first kiss to those pretty full lips and don’t get me started on that jaw line chiseled by what I could only assume was a god. I stop dead in my tracks as his perfect smile and thoughtful eyes catch my gaze and I forget to breathe.

Penny for you thoughts princess? He says as he looks at me bringing me back to reality. I was just thinking about school I lie to him not wanting him to realize I am infatuated with him and he ends up breaking my heart. Yes I am pretty long, thick auburn waves that brush my waist and honey gold eyes that my mother gave me. My trim waist and my curves unlike most of the stick thin girls in my school and our town. I have always been self conscious of my curves as though I have a flat stomach I don’t have a thigh gap and I surely can’t wear those cute little tops that most girls wore because my large chest made it impossible to not look lewd and promiscuous. The new dress Claira left out for me left little to the imagination and as the naive virgin I am there was no way I was walking through this house in the company of the King looking like I belong on a street corner so luckily I had other options. Even though that woman was my guardian I am nothing like her.

We finish breakfast and talk for a while before he raises from his seat and moves to help me up holding out his hand. What would you like to do before we leave the house to head to school. Wait you’re attending school today? Didn’t you already finish school and rule the country? He raises his hand to his mouth to cover the smile and laugh at my question. Yes, I have but I am going to observe the school and the teachers. He tells me with a mischievous look in his eye that he quickly covers with his own question. Would you like to be my guide for the day? I just stare at him shock in my eyes and a smile took over my mouth without a thought but I adjusted to not look so giddy about the thought of having him with me all day. No one will be able to bully me or bother me with this man on my arm. Of course your highness I would be honored and I go to curtesy at him and his hand reaches for my face and he lifts my chin. You Lyla needn’t bow to me. I look at him in shock. As you wish my king. I say with a smile. He smiles back I like to hear you calling me your King but call me Stephan. I nod and we walk towards to gardens for a few moments before we leave just to feel the morning sunshine on my skin and he grabbed my hand in his and led the way to the car my bag already in waiting for me in the backseat. I gasp as he lifts me into the large SUV as he waved off his guard with a glare. He looked almost possessive over me not wanting anyone else to touch me. Weirdly enough I found it endearing and sexy. I had never so much as held a boys hand. He had his hand around me as we rode to the school and we talked about everything. My love of nature and plants, his love of reading and training. Before I could stop myself I looked him up and down and said your training truly shows. The words come out and I throw my hand over my mouth and I blush! What is wrong with me? I thought. I should not be acting like a love struck tween. His eyes meet mine and I want to shrink away but he brushes his lips against my cheek with a quickly but sweet kiss. I just smiled why does this man that is so far out of my reach give me butterflies and make me feel like he could be mine.

We reach the school and everything went almost normally except I got to leave all of my classes early in order to walk with Stephan alone in the halls. This has been the most amazing day. Until I run into my least favorite person. The school bully Marco Bellini his dad was in the royal counsel and he got away with being a ruthless asshole to everyone he thought was below him. Marco shoulder checked me coming out of the rest room. I hit the wall but before I hit the floor a strong hand wrapped around me and I was lifted back to my feet. I was standing next to Liam the kinds second in command who pushed me behind him as Stephan stalled about towards Marco whose face looked terrified once he realized I was with the king. My king I didn’t mean to push her forgive me I didn’t realize she was with you. Stephan puts his hands up to stop the bully from talking. With a furious tone tells him, this woman and all of my subjects are not your toys. Lyla is undeniably under my protection from now until the end of time do not make me regret letting you leave without a limp and I will be speaking with your father. He says sternly with a fire of anger in his normally blue eyes they looked red from the angle I was looking from and Marco goes to respond but thinks better of it before he retreats like a wounded toddler and darts in the opposite direction. I look at Stephan’s faces and his anger melts away replaced with worry. My love are you hurt. He looks at my shoulder that already has a black bruise and the anger returns. He nods to Liam and Liam disappears and Stephan leads me to the doors to exit and lifts me bridal style into the car. I am so confused but don’t dare question the King and he jumps into the drivers seat next to me and drives towards my house.