Kiss An Alpha

Chapter 2

Emerging from the dungeon, Abigail found herself inside a beautiful garden. She took a moment to study her surroundings. The area was littered with well established trees, beautiful-exotic flowers and a few scattered mazes that were crafted out of small hedges. A huge fountain was in the middle of the garden and an iron crafted pergola, which was covered with leafy vines, was off to the side. It was absolutely breathtaking. In her admiration, Abigail almost forgot that she was trying to escape.

She sighed in regret as she slung her bag over her shoulder. It would have been nice to spend a little more time in such a beautiful and peaceful place. Giving herself a hard mental shake, she began looking for a way out. After a few cautious steps into the garden, she noted a fork in the path. Abigail glanced around. Were there any guards on patrol? Taking her time to scan the area for potential threats, her eyes landed on a huge tree. Her heart leapt with excitement as she moved closer and saw that it was close to the castle wall. A plan instantly formed in her mind.

She hadn’t climbed a tree since childhood, but it couldn’t be that hard, right? Seeing the wall was a few feet distance from the tree, she noted that she would have to jump from one of the branches to reach the ledge. It should be fine. After all, the wall was looked to be only ten feet high. Steeled with determination to carry out her plan, she began her ascent. Leveling herself with the wall, Abigail instantly realized that the wall was actually a bit further away than it had appeared. Letting out a ragged breath, she leapt towards the wall. Her stomach lurched as she plummeted to the ground.

“Ow,” she groaned as she squinted up at the wall.

This was going to be a tad harder than she originally thought. She had tried three more times before she fell back on the grass and glared at the wall. Knowing full well that she was just to f*cking short to make the jump, Abigail reigned down curses on the obstruction of her escape. As she tried to get up, a sudden pain shot up her leg. She sucked in a sharp breath.

“Just great,” she mumbled.

Abigail winced as she limped back towards the center of the garden to reevaluate her options.

“Hey! What are you doing here?!”

She froze. Two guards had just come down the path and had spotted her.

“Oh, s**t…”

She whirled around and took off running. Abigail wasn’t sure where she was going exactly, but the only thing she could think about was getting as far away from those two men as possible. She looked around frantically for a place to hide before finally noticing an entrance to the courtyard. Increasing her pace, she ran as quickly as she was able towards her new destination. Her thighs were screaming in pain from all of the jumping and running around. Not to mention, she was still tired from the fight with Louis. She tore through the entrance and took refuge behind a large statue. Her left foot was throbbing.

“f**k,” she muttered.

Her left ankle was so swollen that her shoe began to feel extremely tight. She quietly slid down and pressed herself as flat as she could against the base of the statue. Panting, Abigail knew that she needed to calm down. She wouldn’t be able to make rational decisions if she passed out from lack of oxygen. Then she remembered the ciggs that Louis had given her. Taking a deep breath, she pulled out the cigarette box. Putting the cigarette in her mouth, she belatedly realized that she didn't have a lighter.

Damn it! She sighed in frustration and put the nicotine treat back in its case.

“Come out you sneaky rat,” the guard said in a low tone.

She flinched. How in the hell did he get here so fast?

In desperation, Abigail looked around and noticed that she must have run into the inner courtyard because it was right up against the castle. Instantly, she spotted a big window that was half way open. Without any hesitation, she sprinted forwards and hurled herself threw it. Landing on the floor with a loud thud, her left leg felt like it was on fire.

Great… just fan-f*cking-tastic. It’s probably broken.

Hot tears pricked her eyes as she gritted her teeth against the pain while attempting to rise to a standing position.

“F*uck!” she yelled in frustration as she began to fall forwards.

She shut her eyes and braced herself for another collision with the cold floor. However just before she could hit the ground, a strong arm wrap around her waist. Twisting around to see who had caught her, she gaped at the man that was holding her.

He was wearing a black buttoned up shirt and his dark brown hair was swept back which gave a better view to his mesmerizing deep green eyes. The well-defined cheek bones and sculpted jaw line gave him an aristocratic look. His fair complexion, along with his alluring soft lips, made Abigail think of a hero from one of her fantasy novels. She gulped. He was the most attractive man that she had ever seen.

“Who are you and what do you want?” he asked.

Being so close to him, she noticed the flecks of silver in his dark piercing eyes. The scent of fresh pine and spices that exuded from him made her mind go completely blank.

“Uhhh…do you have fire?”

Wait. What? What did I just say?!

The man scowled down at her and she held her breath.

Damn it all, Abigail! What the hell?! What if he turns out to be another prince or even the king?

She continued to scold herself and then, realizing that she was still in his arms, she began to squirm out of his hold.

“What?” he replied as he released her.

She instinctively stilled as his stern, icy voice echoed in the room. After a few moments, she straightened herself and cleared her throat.

“What I meant to ask, was if you had a lighter on hand? I would like to light my cigarette.”

Dreadful gasps filled the room and Abigail realized how loud the sound had been. It wasn’t just one or two people, but a whole lot of people.

A lot of people…

Swallowing hard, she slowly turned around. About a dozen of people stood a few feet away from her, watching her every move. That’s when Abigail noticed that she wasn’t just in any room but in a great hall of the castle.

A magnificent chandelier hung in the center of an extremely high ceiling and several tapestries, which were wonderfully detailed in red and gold threads, lined the walls. There were also a few suits of armor scattered about in the room. It looked like something straight out of a freaking fairy tale!

“Oh my goodness!” exclaimed loud voice.

Abigail looked back towards the crowd and saw a woman approaching with a gleam of excitement in her eyes.