Chapter 13 Entirely yours, Ava

• “All my life, I have never being touched by a man. I’ve remained clean and chaste.” – Ava Goodchild
• …
• “Ava! Wake up!”
• Some voice jeered me out of my sleep. I widened my eyes immediately, wondering if I was in trouble.
• “W-What?”
• To some extent, I expected to see Emily or anyone of my roommates. But when I saw who it was, I was shocked.
• Really.
• “Morning Cassandra, what are you doing here?”
• “Morning…” she whispered, pulling me up out of the bed.
• “I apologize for my impolite behavior, My Lady but His Royal Highness, summons you.”
• She said, whispering the last part in my ear.
• “W-What?”
• I mean, after the stunt I pulled yesterday I didn’t expect it to be so soon.
• “Yes, milady.”
• “He sent his trusted servant, Jaskier who delivered it to me discreetly.”
• She whispered again, in a low tone in my ear.
• “Okay, let me get dressed.”
• I said, with a smile.
• Quickly, I went to the bathroom to wash my entire body including my teeth. I dried myself with a towel before applying a lotion, and wearing my clothes.
• It was the remaining from the competition we did earlier.
• “I’m all ready!”
• I exclaimed.
• “Shush. You don’t want the other girls to wake up.”
• Cassandra said, as she took a hold of my hands. We stepped out and she directed me to where Jaskier was positioned.
• Once we got there, I hugged her in appreciation.
• “Morning, milady.”
• Jaskier said, with a bright smile written on his features. “Oh yes, Jaskier.”
• I replied confidently.
• “Guess last night was quite a dramatic one.”
• I added, as we walked.
• He was one of those few people around here I could trust.
• Not that he didn’t want his benefit. But at least, he came clean and direct with me.
• “Yes, milady.”
• “However, we could move on from that, with this good news.”
• Good? There was nothing good about it ..
• “The beast requests your presence, even without me trying.” he stated with a grin.
• “You must be turning to his favorite.”
• I smiled at his statement. But when I realized what he meant, I put up a frown on my face.
• “What do you mean?” I snarled.
• “I’m sorry, I meant… he must have a certain liking for you.”
• “So sorry if that sounded offensive.”
• He apologized. I was no harlot. In fact, I hadn’t been touched by him yet. And even if I had been touched, it was none of his business.
• “It’s fine. I mean, as long as it doesn’t happen again.”
• He smirked before knocking at the King’s Royal Chambers and announcing my presence.
• The minute I got in, a low growl rippled the room. Though an enticing scent, I couldn’t help but try to control my breathing.
• Once again, I couldn’t believe this was happening.
• After what he did last night?
• “Mate.”
• His voice was a throaty one, gruffly and rough. Though, solemn and soothing.
• “I do not belong here, your Highness. Why did you summon me?”
• I held the hems of my gown asking.
• “Cause I wanted to see you.”
• King Caspian replied dangerously.
• A glance at his silver grey eyes, made me want to get lost in it. But it seemed I was being used.
• Was I even really his mate?
• “I missed you, Ava.”
• “Really? Me? And not Lady Francesca?”
• I swallowed, saying with my chin up high.
• I mean…why would he even miss me? I was a nobody.
• A pawn around here.
• “I sent her away.”
• He stated.
• “But that’s after you had your way with her. In spite of me being your supposed mate.”
• “My beast curses me for not marking you as mine, Ava.”
• “That is not the answer to my statement, My King.”
• I seethed.
• “Look, there’s a reason for the way things are done here.”
• “My fa—”
• “Forget.It.”
• I said, out of anger and jealousy.
• “What is you want, Ava?”
• “What can I give you? I want to make you happy.”
• Freedom. My freedom.
• But those words were all in my mind. Instead, outside I wore a smile looking up into his silver grey eyes.
• There was a way his long dark hair swept sexily around his face.
• “Redemption.”
• I stated, baring out my neck to him.
• To he strong here, I needed to not be human.
• I needed to be whatever it was he was. Perhaps a beast, Lycan or wolf. I needed power.
• “Do not test me, little one.”
• “Once I start, I won’t be able to stop.”
• He stated, drawing me closer. King Caspian’s eyes shown a velvet tone, with strikes of black in it.
• Should I be scared?
• Should I…
• “Make me like you, just like you did to Lady Francesca and Cicilia.”
• His shoulders bulged and he froze on his spot. Eyes widened, even more.
• “Who told you this?!”
• King Caspian thundered powerfully, holding the sides of my arm.
• “Y-You’re hurting me, what are you doing—”
• “Answer me now!!”
• I whimpered on my spot at how he had suddenly switched. I could see the furs spring from his hack. And I did want to cry…
• I mean I wasn’t used to this.
• Being held by a man, who wasn’t even human.
• “F-Francesca.”
• I stammered, in a scare.
• “That harlot told you all of this?” he questioned.
• Harlot?
• My eyes widened.
• Was all of this a game or Francesca had been lying.
• “Yes, milord…”
• “Stay here.”
• He ordered, directing me to his bed. My butts hit the bed, which was soft and fluffy.
• Caspian’s thudded his boots, and walked in a way that his dark garment flew at his back.
• With each movement.
• My heart thudded rapidly as he went out the door, slamming it in anger.
• I wondered what I did or said wrong…
• …
• King Caspian came into the room a few hours later. Though, I had unintentionally fallen asleep on his bed.
• Not really deep though. Half awake and asleep, sort of.
• He sat down beside me, with a bottle of alcohol in his hands. Drinking some, he took my hands in his surprisingly, lifting it to his mouth and kissing it.
• “You have to go back.”
• He echoed.
• I flinched in hurt, thinking he would want me to indulge in a game of life and death…when I was his mate.
• “I might die.”
• I told him. “Besides, what did you go to do?”
• I also asked.
• I narrowed my eyes at him, when he took another gulp of the alcohol.
• Again. And again.
• “She drugged me.”
• He spat out.
• What was he talking about? Was he drunk?
• “Who, milord?”
• “My mother.”
• He stated. He seemed dejected and bitter.
• My eyes widened when I saw some tears at the verge of his eyes.
• “She knew I was a monster; a beast, yet she did…”
• He took another sip, before continuing.
• “Wanted me to mark, turn and mate those girls but I was adamant. I wanted only my mate.”
• “But she said you were never going to come. This was why my father created this event. For strong girls, to compete to be the Queen.”
• “I-I’m so sorry…”
• I really was. I thought he was part of this. I thought he was a monster, with no feelings.
• Why did he hide this from everyone anyway?
• This meant this was how Francesca and Cicilia were turned.
• “You don’t have to be. It’s not your fault this happened.”
• “I should have controlled myself from turning them. Now look at the damage I caused.”
• He stated.
• “They shouldn’t be in that rank. But I made them powerful unknowingly hence they wipe the rest”
• S-so this was it?
• That was what really happened…
• “How about—”
• “You’re in history, you know.”
• Caspian suddenly breathed out. He seemed like he was dozing off, in my bosoms. But he couldn’t sleep?
• I jeered him immediately. He had to tell me everything. Perhaps him being drunk was my advantage…
• “M-me?”
• I stated, confusingly.
• “Yeah, we are in history.”
• “Long ago, some Seer foresaw a war between districts and our Kingdom.”
• “They said you’d bring the balance but don’t know how true that is…”
• He slurred out, devilishly baring his fangs and coming closer to me.
• “Ava…”
• He purred, with his eyes dilating into a pool of dark ocean.
• “Caspian!”
• I yelled out, of panic.
• “Dammit, your scent makes me want to mark you…mate.”
• “What? Isn’t this what you wanted earlier? To become powerful.”
• He said, reaching out for me, once again.
• “Yes…but not this way. You’re not in your right senses.”
• I stated, pressing my lips firmly.
• “Okay fine but at least, let me make love to you.”
• He stated. I took the bottle of alcohol from his hands, dropping it on the floor.
• With a reluctant pout, Caspian drifted closer to me. He kicked off his boots with a desirous look on his face.
• Full of emotion.
• A wanting glare.
• “Fine. Have the bottle.”
• “But I need something to claim you as mine, Ava..”
• My heart thudded rapidly instantly.
• “W-why?”
• “To send all other men away. Because I’m entirely yours.”
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