After our little show, Arthur's father dismissed us. His mood seemed to have lightened up.
And I pray that will be the end of them pushing women on my mate. He was mine alone and the mark on his neck proved that.
I couldn't stop the broad smile that spread over my face as Arthur pulled my hand back to his chambers and into his room.
Someone had already cleaned the mess Helen made earlier along with the glass Arthur broke.
Arthur didn't stop until we were standing beside his bed.
He faced me, a mischievous grin on his face. Before I knew it, he placed his hands on my shoulder and pushed me down.
I landed on the bed rather ungracefully.
Arthur put his knee on the bed beside me and started to take off his shirt.
"Arthur, what do you think you are doing?" I asked as he threw awa
