---- Chapter63 Your highness is waiting for you downstairs.
One of the maid enters the room to speak and I nod Acknowledging her words.
Its not like people have started respecting me on knowing that Xavier will chose me as his queen.
But at least they were not disrespecting me like earlier.
I look at my reflection in the mirror, to find a woman in a red body hugging dress staring back at me.
A necklace studded with countless diamonds adored my neckline and my wrists were covered with diamond bracelets.I extend my leg to see my entire leg visible through the slit.
Starting from the top of my thigh.noveldrama
And Blood rushes to my cheeks.
I have never worn something so elegant and expensive looking before.
---- eee I was scared of ruining it or losing the necklace.
Who knows how much it is worth for? Xavier won the voting and today the council has invited everyone to the grand ball for the celebration.
Everyone will be there, from the Alphas of the strongest packs to the council members and I was a bundle of nerves.
T have lived in the shadows confined to four walls all my life.
Tam not used to such parties.
And definitely not used to such attention.
Rubbing my clammy palms on the dress, I take a deep breath to nod to myself.
Tcan do this.
Plus I think T look that bad.
The make up has successfully covered my scar and I was looking kind ---- of presentable.
Ican not match Xavier's handsome face but I will survive I guess Letting out a deep breath I turn around to walk down the stairs.
I step out, careful of walking in this strange pointed footwear.
Heels.
As the people call it here.
I descend the last step to have my breath stuck in my throat when IJ see him there.
Standing or rather leaning against a car.
A black tuxedo adored his bulging muscular frame and his eyes were fixated on the watch on his wrist.
His other hand was tugging on the tie, as if uncomfortable wearing it.
And the next thing I know he removes it open the top button of his shit.
The tie hangs casually between his fingers ---- eee = He looks up, assessing my presence and I gulp as our eyes met.
I didn't need his approval.
I shouldn't care what he thinks of me: He offers me his hand to take but I side step him to grab the car handle.
Settling in myself.
His fists clench.
His eyes harden.
But no words are exchanged between us.
Islam the door close and take a deep breath.
Looking outside from the window.
He settles beside me.
The car starts and silence stretches between us An hour into the journey and I turn around to look at him.
His eyes were closed and he was leaning back into the car seat.