Ten
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Ten
' I am sorry ' the Queen said at the evening meal when Keats finally coarse her out of their room but moira was blatantly ignoring the queen. ' I said I am sorry moira. ' the queen repeated with a steel edge.
' I heard but it is not accepted. ' Mo said when she sense that everybody eyes were on her.
' babe, she apologized. ' Keats said softly.
' she did but we all know that she doesn't mean it. At the earliest opportunity she has she will kick me out. I only accept apologies from the heart not because it is expected of me to accept. ' Mo explained to everybody although it was suppose to be for just Keats ears.
' what do I have to do for you to accept the apology. ' the queen gritted out in barely concealed anger.
' show me that your loyalty lies with me, that you support me, that you stand for my relationship with your son, that you will not stab me in the back at the first opportunity you get, then maybe. Just maybe, there might be hope that I will allow you to see your grand children. ' Mo listed for the queen and at the last one the queen eyes narrowed into slits.
' you will keep my grand children from me. ' the queen whispers although everybody heard her.
' of course. If I perceive you as a threat you can bet your shiny crown that I will. '
' I don't like you. ' the queen stated as if she was stating a news of great importance.
'News flash your Majesty everybody knows and for this game we are playing of stating the obvious. I don't like you either and your character you are portraying as a b***h does not make anybody fear you. They fear you cause of that sparklingly thing that rests on your head at parties and when you feel like intimidating some body. ' Mo ranted then she stood up. ' I request an excuse to leave the table as I am no longer hungry. '
' granted ' the king cuts in when his wife opened her mouth.
' let's go babe. ' Keats said as he stood up and out his arm around Mo waist.
' Darling. Finish your food. ' the Queen said in a sickly sweet voice that made Mo to use her hand to cover her mouth to stop herself from laughing out loud.
' I did while watching my mother spar with my wife. ' Keats answered careful not to show his anger at her. It was common knowledge that if you trouble a shifter mate, you have made the shifter your life long enemy no matter who you are to the shifter.
' just go. ' the king sighs warily. Not knowing how to correct the quarrel between the queen and her daughter in law.
' you are too kind your Majesty. ' Mo bowed then dragged Keats out of the room before the queen would say something that will in turn make Keats to say something in return that he was going to hate.
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' it's been a month. Babe, won't you just forgive her and get it over with. ' Keats groaned as Mo started talking about her she ignored his mother the day before.
' why will I do that? We love fighting with each other and you know that, that's the highlight of my day .' Mo said as she wore her clothes. When Keats did not answer her she turned to face him to see his eyes had already gone extremely dark. Just like the eyes of his Bear. It won't be long now before she lose her tiny restraints on her wolf, and she as a virgin do not want her first time to be rough which it is going to be if her wolf take over, not minding about her body.
To remove the tension in the air and to break Keats trance like stare from her body, she hit him with a pillow. ' pervert ' she mutters while Keats grinned widely at her.
' I can't perv on what is Mine babe. '
' who said my body is yours. ' Mo raised an eyebrow at Keats.
' we had an agreement. What's tours is mine and what's mine is yours. '
' oh. That agreement. It changes nothing. '
' you. Omega Moira, have one strong will. Too strong. ' Keats complained.
' it's a good thing yours is stronger or else I would walk all over you. Oh wait. I already do. ' Mo quipped with a smile.
' that's only cause you distract me. You are worse than a stripper at teasing. ' Keats whines.
' and how would you know. ' Mo said placing her hand on her waist and staring down at Keats with barely concealed rage.
' I never went to one. I knew my mate would not like the fact when I saw her and I didn't want to sleep in the dog house anytime in the future so I didn't. ' Keats explained as Mo relaxed a little.
' then how did you know that little info. '
' sweet heart, guys talk. Even about s*x. The only girl a guy won't talk about is his girl. The one meant for him the rest are topics of discussion. ' Keats told her as he watch her face expressions.
' it's a good thing I am your mate then. ' Mo breathed in relief.
' I won't put up with you if you weren't my mate. ' Mo gasps and Keats continued ' and if I also was not in love with you. '
' you flatterer. I love you too. ' Mo said in a soft voice.
Keats opened his mouth to say something else when the door of their room opened with a bang.
' your highnesses. The castle is under attack. Come quickly. ' a soldier voice rushed out.
' what ? ' Keats and Mo chorus.
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