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I let out a sigh, noticing the tremble in my right hand – such reaction only occurring when I was afraid or pissed. I knew my parents wanted the best for me, being their only child left with Anya gone.
Yet, I couldn’t stop the grief that clung to my very soul. The pressure was all on me, especially now that I was Minato’s only heir.
With all the people of Minato watching my every move, regardless of where I was, only added to the pressure of acceptance.
I needed to prove to my parents that I could be a leader, the same way I had to prove it to the rest of the kingdom. But, my past failures continued to haunt me.
I should have listened to Kai’s advice, but deep within I feared if I let go, I’d only bring shame to my family name.
If only I knew what my Father thought of me. Maybe…if he accepted me, I could let go?
I grabbed my phone, striking the ‘K’ button and pressing send before heading to my room to change.
This is going to be interesting.
CHAPTER23
Winterlya
Iopened the door to my designated flat. I was beyond relieved to be home, placing the key card on the counter.
I lifted my hand, allowing Vincent to fly into the room.
I ruffled my loose curls and dragged my feet to my bedroom. My bags were still packed, sitting neatly in the corner of the large room.
Of course, the greedy headmaster made sure I received the best suite in Knightwood, the area restricted and off limits. Anything that ensured Arthur would continue his deal to fund the academy.
I stripped out of my dress, the gold fabric dropped to the ground. I strolled over to the silver drawer before me, pulling open the top drawer that contained a silky, grey nightgown. I slipped it on, the smooth material felt refreshing against my flushed skin. I figured it was only a matter of time before I started getting a fever.
I always developed one when I pushed myself too hard. I strolled back out of the room and walked to the large kitchen.
I pulled out the wine glass from the cupboard, placing it on the counter. I stared at the other one, debating whether I needed it or not.Would he want any wine?
I closed my eyes; my body ached. Wine and bed. That sounds like a perfect combo if only my body wouldn’t act on its own accord.
I opened my eyes to a spinning room, so I closed them once more. I bit my lip and gripped the counter as my body felt as if it was falling. A pair of hands held me, a solid back supported me from behind.
“You should go straight to bed, Winter,” the cool, alto voice commanded.
I relaxed in his embrace, unable to ignore his warmth.
“I will. Just need some wine. Wine sounds good,” I whispered. I bet he was shaking his head in dismay.
Vincent always scolded me for pushing myself and demanding wine would solve everything. He simply didn’t understand the multiple benefits the liquid had to offer. There was even white and red, both of them did magical things to help soothe the soul.
“I thought you’re supposed to take care of me, not the other way around,” he pointed out.
“You’re a god. You can take care of yourself. I’m just an innocent, ex-human, shifter witch. Not my fault you crashed into my window on your whims,” I complained.
Not like I was human to begin with, but I didn’t know that until he and the others entered my life.
His arms wrapped around me, his lips pressed against my neck. I shivered at the touch of his lips, taking every bit of strength to not moan from his sudden gesture.
“The best thing that happened to me. I won’t hold it against you, and you’re still mad about the human thing?” He lifted me in his arms, carrying me into the living room before lowering me into the white, suede sofa.
Of course, I’m still mad you idiot.
“I heard that.” He eyed me as he smirked. I rolled my eyes, but didn’t argue.
