Declared as his

Chapter 10

Marcus POV

“How about we do something fun? You’ve been cooped up in this office this whole week.” Bricriu complained falling on the couch in my office. He has been bored the last while since we haven’t gone out to do anything. I have duties during the day and then I’m free at night, but I’ve been exhausted lately, probably because we are nearing a full moon. I never change on free will. I only change on the demand of the moon. This drains me, it’s a lot of pent up energy just building up and having to contain it is exhausting. Except for that I’ve been dreading this full moon since it corresponded with my brown haired goddess returning to me.

“I have to finish this. It’s important. It’s a new law that the town wishes to pass and they can’t go ahead without my approval.” I tried to explain to him.

“I think you’re hiding away in here because your scared of what is happening in a week?” I froze thinking he has found out that I am a beast.

“Calla is coming back. What do you think that is going to be like? Finally after all this time you will reunite with the only girl you have ever loved?” He teased me. I use to talk to him about her. He would get sick of how much I talked about her.

“It makes no difference to me. I’ve moved on. I’m only marrying her because it was something I promised my father. If he was still alive I would have asked him to pardon me from this engagement.” Lies all of it. I know that it would be for the best if I let her go, but I can’t. I’m not strong enough to let her go and what is the alternative? To make her life hell. The only way this can end is if she leaves me. Which I don’t think will be all that hard since I’ve neglected her these last 2 years and I made sure that she knew that I was avoiding her too. When she returns I’ll make sure to push her as far away from me as possible. I won’t make time for her and I’ve had my three mistresses moved into the castle for easy access. I don’t think she’ll last a day.

“Right, you have your three pretty blondes to warm your bed. What you are doing is cruel. Why not set the poor girl free. You’ve already stolen four years of her life and now you want to steal the rest of it too. Your parents had a wonderful marriage. You should want to give her that life. The one you have planned for her will break her. I really don’t get it two years ago you were still crazy about her. I couldn’t get you to shut up and as soon as you killed the beast you were over her. What happened did she glow down and you lost interest?” I didn’t want to have this conversation.

“Honestly I don’t know how she looks, I haven’t seen her since she was 14. In the moment where I killed the beast I realized that life is short. I was 19 and I was already engaged to someone I didn’t know. As time progressed I made the decision that I want to live my life. I don’t want to be trapped by one women. That is so restricting. I’m a king, I’m not going to be some girls one and only. I want to have fun, sleep around and party.” Not all of that is a lie. I came to the realization that I couldn’t have Calla in my life, not in this life where I turn into a beast that has an urge to kill everything I see. She is the only person alive that I still love and I would like to keep it that way.

“Don’t you think you’re being selfish? Even though you have lost interest in her and have been messing around, you still kept her locked up on that island away from her parents and the life she wanted. You should have realized that asking a girl to marry you when you were seventeen was a mistake. You should also have realized forcing a 14 year old girl into a proposal would backfire. She didn’t want this and you made her and now you don’t want this and she just has to deal.” He pointed out to me and it’s not like I didn’t know all of this already.

“She agreed no one forced her into this.” I said defensively. Everyone is acting like she had no choice in the matter, that she never wanted this, but she agreed. She went along with it. We didn’t bound and gag her and took her to the island. She got on the plane and boat at free will.

“That’s not what I heard. I heard she said no initially. Then her mother agreed to the engagement for her without her consent. I also heard that the two of you went of to talk alone and then she agreed. You easily manipulated a naive fourteen year old into agreeing. None of this was of her free will.” What he is saying is true and if I was being honest with myself I knew I wouldn’t have accepted a no. I would have easily bound and gagged her in order to get her on that island.

“What was done was done. Then I thought I couldn’t live without her and now she feels like a chain trying to constrict me.” I said trying to end this pointless conversation.

“I don’t think that she’ll have a problem moving on though. I hear she is beautiful.” He told me, which was the last thing I wanted to hear. I could feel the rage taking over me, before I could contain it I had him by the throat against the wall.

“How the f#ck do you know that she is beautiful?” I screamed right into his face.

“I thought you would have seen it; there was an article about her. The beauty on the lake. It was an article about the island castle and how beautiful it is, but it turned into an article about her. How many people have wondered who she is, the mysterious lady of the castle. There were many photos all blurred, no one having been able to capture her beauty. People talked about it though, how they saw her and when they wanted to take a photo she disappeared. They continued by saying that she haunts the island always waiting for her long lost love. Since most claimed to see her waiting at the marina early in the morning. The article then assumed that she is your fiance, the secret fiance locked away from everyone's eyes.” I let him go and went to sit back down. I lost my cool over something so ridiculous. I think he mentioned it on purpose to try and see how I would react, how I really feel about her.

“I might not have feelings for her anymore, but you should know that I would never let anyone else have her. As King I’m the only one who could ever own something so beautiful. She will still be mine.”

One week later

I had called Bricriu into my office, we haven’t really spoken Since I made sure he understands that Calla is mine. I guess when you choke your best friend it can cause some strain on the friendship. However I needed to get my message across especially to him. Since I’ve decided that he will be Calla’s bodyguard. I need her to be safe and I trust him more than I trust any of the other bodyguards.

“You summoned me Your Majesty.” He said sarcastically as he fell down on the chair again. He doesn’t like it when I show him that I’m the boss.

“Yes. Calla is coming back today, I want you to go and get her at the airport and bring her to the castle.” I told him not looking up from the papers I was busy with. Only pretending to be busy. My whole body feels like it is vibrating in anticipation. Anticipation of seeing her again, of being close to her. I wanted to go down to the airport to get her myself, but it would defeat the whole purpose of holding her at arms length.

“You’re not going to go meet her at the airport? She doesn’t even know me. She hasn’t been in society for four years and the first thing you want her to see is a stranger?” He was dumbfounded by my choice and it was a very hard choice for me as is.

“I could have send a driver to pick her up and just drop her here, but I thought it to impersonal so I decided to send you. You will be her new bodyguard. The two of you will spend a lot of time together. Might as well get to know each other as soon as possible.” I told him looking up challenging him with my eyes.

“I’m not going to be some debutantes bodyguard. It will be torture. I’d have to be at luncheons and tea parties!” I smiled at him. Pleased to know that he wouldn’t enjoy any minute of it.

“You are responsible for the next Queens safety. See it as such. You should be leaving. You don’t want to have her waiting for you. Remember a sign with her name. She will be coming out at the commoners terminal since after she landed she is meeting with her beauty team. Also there may be paparazzi since someone let it slip that she is returning today.”

Bricriu POV

I hate him, I hate what he has become. He thinks he is above all. He never considers how his actions will influence others. Now I have to sit in this car for almost two hours to get to the nearest airport. Hopefully there is no traffic. I will also have to spend the two hour back trying to talk to this girl. I don’t have time for this and I don’t want to be a babysitter to some spoiled girl. I might as well take a nap now.

The driver woke me up as we reached the airport. It was a damn good nap. Now to go meet Marcuse new chew toy. Of course I know his little secret, I orchestrated it after all. I just hoped he would die and not be turned. F#cking Ceecee. The problem is he turned out to be quiet a strong werewolf, stronger than me. I followed him the night of his first transformation. He was so wild, his beast really has a taste for violence and blood. He had attacked me having sensed that I was following and most of the blood on him was mine and not the deer’s. It makes my plans to kill him and take over difficult. He is almost twice my size. It’s not like he already had everything in live, but then he is better than me as a wild beast as well. Now I have to protect his girl, the girl he claims he doesn’t want anymore. I wonder how much his wolf is controlling his life. When I was first turned I lost control as a beast and as a human. All my senses were evolved especially for lust. I slept with so many girls and killed just as many. That is when Ceecee stepped in and her infatuation started with me. She had turned me because she was attracted to me, she wanted me to be hers, but I thought her pathetic. Someone with so much power always hiding in the woods. I wanted more power I wanted the ultimate power. I made it to where Calla was supposed to come out and waited. A bunch of people kept coming and going, but not one that I could see as a future queen. I’m guessing that Marcus has overly exaggerated her beauty. I mean she was 14, a child how beautiful could she have really been? I rubbed my hand over my face and eyes frustrated with the situation. It’s when I opened my eyes that I saw a girl. I’ve never seen anything like her before. She is utterly gorgeous. She has long brown hair that falls in waves past her face, that beautiful face with big doe like eyes, rosy cheeks and plumb thick lips. I felt my beast stir it wants to hunt her she is the perfect prey. Her body seemed to be sculptured by angels. She has full breasts with a tiny middle and delicately full hips. All I want is to sink my claws into her and have my way over and over again. She looked in my direction and then started walking towards me. I was frozen in place.

“Hi I’m Calla. Didn’t Marcus come?” I plummeted back to earth, this goddess is his fiance. This is the girl he claims to have lost interest in. Even her voice has me under her spell it’s almost musical, it so soft. I now understand why he locked her away until she was grown enough to marry him. Every male in this place is staring at her.

“He send me to come and get you. He is too busy for idle task.” I told her, I saw a shift in her eyes, like she realized something. How am I supposed to be alone with this girl in a car for two hours.

“Very well. I suspected he might be. Should we get going?” She asked me and the last thing I wanted was to take this angel to her next prison.

“Yes, where’s your bags?” I asked her since she didn’t have anything with her.

“They are shipping all my things to the castle. Madam Chari was informed that my team had already purchased a full wardrobe for me to wear and it has been installed at the castle.” She smiled at me and I wanted to melt. I started to walk leaving her to follow me. I needed to get myself together. Marcus would kill me if he knew the thoughts I have. He must not have known that she would be this beautiful after all. I wouldn’t trust any straight man around her. She followed me silently until we got outside. There were so many people around the car. I shouldn’t have taken the car with the flags, but it makes getting parking so much easier. I gave away that it was a royal car. Giving the paparazzi the perfect ‘here we are’ sign. I should have bring more men, but I never imagined her like this. I put my arm around her, trying to shield her from the extending hands and flashing cameras. I pushed us through the crowd and into the car. She looked shocked, like a deer in the headlights. My beast stirred again. He wants to pounce.