Her Inner Power

The Dance

Lyla POV

The conversation with Andrew was getting intense, when Rose finally linked me, I found an escape.

“We should have stayed with him longer, Rose said she would meet us at our room in 20 minutes. Not now, we could have spent more time getting to know him.” Lilith roared within me.

“We weren’t getting to know him, he didn’t say anything about himself. He only said that he wants us to leave with him.” I stated exacerbated.

“We know he has faith in the mate bond. We know he wants to get to know us, not force us. We know he cares for our feelings and our health, look at the food he gave you.” Ok she got me on that one, it was sweet to think of us. “And we know he will wait for us to bed ready, he seems like a capable wolf. Perhaps he will make a good mate after all.”

“Have you forgotten who he is, what his family has done. He could very well be the death of us, but glad to know you think he will make a good mate Lilith” with that I blocked her from my mind. I ended up sitting on my floor for those 20 minutes, eating the fruit and chips. Turns out I was actually hungry, I honestly don’t know if I should go with Andrew tomorrow.

“Hey sweaty, wait you haven’t showered. Lyla get up and go shower please.” Rose says bringing bags of makeup and goddess now what into my room. I don’t respond but follow her command, when I come out Samantha is here too. They’re both sitting at my vanity applying each other’s make-up looks.

Sitting on my bed wrapped in a big towel I blurt “Andrew wants me to go to the kingdom with them tomorrow.”

“What why??” Sam yells but I look at Rose.

“You should give him a chance, sweaty” Rose says sympathetically. Sam just looks between the two of us confused, and when she sees my said face, she gets it.

“Oh my freaking goddess, the alpha king is your mate” Samantha suddenly stands shrieking. I thought she would act shocked but instead she’s jumping around squealing. She pulls me from the bed to the vanity, “We have to make you look like the soon to be Queen that you are” if only she knew my hesitation and my doubts.

Sam spends the next hour doing my face light and natural and my hair braided back on one side. Letting my natural waves hangover one shoulder, she keeps randomly squealing or jumping around. Both Rose and Sam head back to their rooms to put on their dresses and we all agree to meet in the lobby.

I put on my dress and honestly I love it , Rose picked it for me. It’s dark blue with sparkles all the way through, it looks like the night sky. It has fitted long sleeves and oval neck with slight cleavage. It’s tight around my chest and abdomen gradually loosening at my hips. To flare out slowly into a flowy floor length dress with a slight train. When I walked down to the girls after putting on my matching heals they both stared at me shocked.

“You need to wear dresses more often, holy sh*t Lyla, you’re stunning” Sam laughed surprised. Rose however winked at me and held my hand as we went outside to the party. We all walked down the steps to the courtyard where the party was in full swing.

Looking out at the crowd while walking down the steps I locked eyes with Andrew. He had no emotion on his face, and I didn’t know how to feel. I mingled with the pack speaking to many that were on the side lines watching the dance floor. As I walked up to the drinks table on my own I felt someone tap my shoulder. “You look great Lyla, will you dance with me” it was Eddie but I could see Andrew walking up behind him. He is in a full black suit with a white shirt his hair is styled and his eyes are shinning. But he didn’t look happy, with Eddie being close to me and I knew what I had to do.

“Thankyou for the compliment, but I’m sorry, I’ve already promised a dance to someone” I stepped around him walking up to Andrew, clearly shocking him. “Shall we” and I held out my hand to him. It took him a moment to register before a full smile appeared on his face. He escorted me to the floor eagerly pulling me into his arms, the tingles running through our hands from the contact, felt warm.

I looked up into his eyes and knew I had feelings for this man. I need to know more about him, sooner rather then later. That means I’ll have to go with him tomorrow. The feeling of being in his arms felt right, and was turning me to putty in his hands. The more I get close to Andrew the more it’s going to rip me apart if he has a bad reaction to what I am. “You look so beautiful tonight little mate” maybe this dance was a bad idea. It feels so good that it makes me want to cry thinking of him rejecting me.

“thankyou, ill come with you tomorrow” I whispered into his neck hiding my face, so he couldn’t see my tears. I’m glad for the water proof make-up, no one will know I cried.

Andrew POV

The moment I saw Lyla come down those stairs, I had to remind myself the breath. She looked like a queen, her dress screamed elegance and grace. Her make-up light not heavy and her hair was long and wavy I just wanted to touch it. It took me sometime to re-animate myself, when I did, I realised she was gone. Probably meshing with the crowd speaking to people, I had to find her. When I did however that guy, Eddie was lurking all over her. But she saw me and came to my side, smiling brightly, asking to dance.

Then I got to hold her, and feel our mate bond strengthen. She even buried herself into my chest and I know she only promised me one song. She even said she would come with me and so I enjoyed her touch and our bond, feeling like we are floating on clouds. A few songs passed and I was hopping she didn’t notice, so I could hold her longer. When the mic on the stage screeches and Alpha Jackson is beginning his speech to his pack, Lyla let’s go and turns to face the stage behind her. I straitened my jacket and I realised one side of my coat is wet, did Lyla cry. From behind her I can slightly see her side profile over her shoulder, her cheeks are wet but her make-up is in tact.

She must have cried, why would my beautiful mate cry in my arms. Moving slow as not to startle her, I wrap my arms around her waist. She looks over her shoulder at me and I can feel the waves of sadness in her eyes. She sighs and leans back into me placing her hands over mine. “Why are you crying?” I say leaning to her ear, I see her brows crease and she shakes her head. I watch as a single tear falls down her cheek, I don’t want to let go of her. So instead of wiping it away I kiss it, and she stiffens. “Lyla baby, are you OK?” she looks at me with wide eyes tears constantly falling. I reach to wipe them, but she turns away sliding from my arms and running through the crowd.