~Amorelli~

I woke up with a head on my chest. I felt tingling, so I knew I was safe when I discovered it was Mordikai. I smiled and looked at his face; he looked so peaceful. Much more peaceful than when he's awake. I started playing with his hair, and my god was it soft. I started massaging my fingers into his scalp when he started to stir and wake up. I froze for a second, waiting for him to stop moving and settle back down, but instead, something else happened.

"You don't have to stop love. This hasn't happened to me for a long time." He opens his eyes and there I am again, lost in the dark blue ocean they are. He smirked when he realized what had happened, and all I felt was a blush and slowly started to massage his head again. He started to make a noise from content, and it was after a few minutes that I realized he was purring. I had to stifle my laugh but I failed and started to giggle. He froze, as did I. And with his super-speed he got on top of me, holding my wrists down on either side of my head. I gasped and he smirked at me, his eyes swirling with dark blue and black. It was mesmerizing if I say so myself.

"What's so funny, mate?" This wasn't his voice. It was a bit deeper and his eyes then went black, then swirled with a bright grey color. I gasped.

"M-Mordikai?" I stuttered and he growled.

"Not Mordikai." He confirmed. Then who the hell was this?

"Then who are you?" I asked a little frightened.

"Wolf." I tilted my head a little bit.

"Wolf? So what you took over Mordikai's body or something?"

"Yes. Wanted mate." He then stuck his head into my neck and sniffed and kissed lightly. I gasped from the tingles and pleasure his wolf was giving me. I was curious as to what I could get out of him, so I lifted my hips up to meet his and he growled from what I assume was pleasure. I gasped from the pleasure I gained from that as well. He then started to suck on my neck, probably hoping to get me to moan. It was very hard, but I kept most of them in.

Keyword- most.

I was letting out short breaths and small moans, keeping the larger ones in. I don't think he liked that too much. I wrapped my legs around his waist and that was when he let out a moan of his own, and my god was it sexy. He looked at me and I saw those beautiful grey eyes. Then it came to me- does his wolf have a name?

"Do you have a name?" He hesitated.

"No one has ever asked that to Comrade before." No one? What does he mean?

"What do you mean no one?" I questioned and that was when his eyes started to swirl between blue and grey. I decided I wanted information, so I kissed from his neck all the way up to his ear, nibbling and pulling gently on the lobe. He moaned, and thank god it was still Comrade.

"You have a lovely name, Comrade. I like it a lot." I kissed his jawline and then he pushed me down.

"Mate is beautiful, much more beautiful than the rest." Comrade then started to lift up Mordikai's shirt and kissed around the waistline of his boxers. I gasped and tugged his hair lightly, I gained a growl of pleasure from this. I felt bad because I was kind of using Comrade to get information from him, but I really wanted to know.

"Comrade?" He looked up and I could tell that Mordikai was still trying to come through, now was my chance.

"What do you mean 'more beautiful than the rest?'" After I asked his eyes were mainly blue, but I saw some grey.

"Mordikai doesn't like you asking those questions. I apologize for whatever he does next. Until next time, Amorelli." The way he said my name, it was like he was yearning, not wanting to leave. Does he not come out much?

All of a sudden I hear an angry growl and when I looked up I saw black eyes. I was then terrified. I don't know what to expect.

"You have no right to invade my privacy like that, especially using my wolf in order to get information." His voice boomed and I screeched in fear and crawled to the headboard.

"I'm s-sorry, I just wanted to know.." I felt them. The hot tears that I never let loose. My mate has made me cry, and he also has the ability to watch it happen. I'm scared for my safety at this point, and I don't wish to be around him anymore.

"How dare you?" His voice boomed and I screamed in fear. I couldn't be hit again. They hit us bad back then. All of a sudden I felt like someone else was in my head. It was strange but that couldn't be possible so I ignored it. Then the memories started popping up. The hitting, watching the sex slaves be raped, watching some of the malnourished fall to the floor because they were starving themselves so they could die and wouldn't have to go through the pain anymore. Then Samara came into view, and she was sitting on some ugly guards lap, you could see the disgust on her face, and how he would feel her up and you could see her trying to hold back the gags. She felt disgusted and dirty. Then all of a sudden, the feeling I felt was gone, and when the view changed from one of horror to the sight of my mate crying, I didn't know what to do. I did the only thing I knew how to.

I ran.

I ran towards the double doors and opened them, only to bump into someone shorter than Mordikai.

"Whoa!" He moved out of the way and I ran to Zinniah's room. I opened the door and she jolted upwards, having just woken up.

"Amorelli? What happened?" She questioned but I only locked her door and fell to the floor beside her and started crying. She held me for what felt like hours but was only twenty minutes. I slowly but surely was calming down and towards the end, I told her what happened and why I came running.

"Amorelli- I'm so sorry." She held me as I finished crying. All of a sudden there was a light knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Zinniah asked for me, knowing my state she knew I did not trust my voice.

"My name is Diesel O'Connell, I am assigned to be Princess Amorelli's personal guard. I am the one she bumped into when she opened the doors of Prince Mordikai's room." He had a thick Irish accent, and dear god was it lovely.

"Amorelli, do you want him to come in?" I nodded slightly.

"Come in." He opened the door and walked in. He had dirty blonde hair, was semi-muscular, 5′9", blue eyes and very handsome all in all.

"Hello princesses, I hope you both slept well." He gave me a sad smile and bowed to both of us. I hid my face so he didn't see how badly I was crying.

"I'm deeply sorry for what happened to you Princess Amorelli, but you need to know that you did cross a line with trying to get information out of Comrade. You invaded his personal space, and it was very uncalled for." He was giving me a stern look. All of a sudden I got pissed.

"Then explain why I felt like someone was in my head! Explain that invasion if privacy!" I raised my voice pretty well but after that, I just stuck my head into a pillow and continued to cry silently.

"I beg your pardon?" He sounded confused.

"After Mordikai yelled at me I felt like an intrusion in my mind. It's ridiculous I know, but then my memories started to play forward of when I was in that horrible place... I can't go back. I can't!" I continued to cry harder into my best friend. The only person I can trust in this place.

~Zinniah~

Poor Amorelli... I wish there was something I could do to help her. All I could do at this point was to hold her and tell her it will be alright.

~Diesel~

I couldn't believe what I heard. Mordikai didn't say anything about invading her privacy. He mind-linked her and went through her memories. All of a sudden I was angered.

"Will you excuse me, ladies? Your maid will be in in a few moments." Princess Zinniah was the one that nodded so with that I closed the door and made my way back to Mordikai's room. I knocked hard and busted the door open when I heard a woman's moan.

Alana. That whore was all over Mordikai.

The worst part of all this?

He was allowing it.

"Prince Mordikai." I was pissed. He just found his mate, he shouldn't be doing this. They both looked up, Alana in shock, and Mordikai in anger. He was trying to take his frustrations out on Alana.

"Miss Alana, please leave. I have important things to talk to Prince Mordikai about." He knew what I was gonna talk about. And he didn't care. He gave her a hickey and let her leave. After she left, I picked him up by the collar and threw him to the floor.

"Mordikai! What the fuck is wrong with you! You hate a mate now you can't do this shit anymore!" I yelled at him and he only growled back in anger.

"I can do whatever I please Diesel!" He threw a punch at me but I dodged and threw a punch at him. He grabbed my hand and flipped me over onto the ground.

"You do not dictate what I do and will not do."

"You just gave Alana a hickey. She's gonna go to both your fathers and talk about how in love you both are. Amorelli will be killed because of your actions!" I yelled at him. He then stopped and thought back to the current events.

"Shit..." He looked so broken. He looked like he had just killed someone he cared deeply for.

He practically did.

"And you mind linked Amorelli and invaded her privacy. You both messed up, so don't put all the blame on her. You didn't ask her for permission and she knew something was going on because she felt the intrusion. You fucked up more than she did. And you know Alana is going to do something about this. You know what she will do to Amorelli because of your actions." I felt like I was practically scolding a young child. I saw the guilt in his eyes. As well as the tears.

He just found his mate, and he has now signed her death certificate.

~Alana~

I have him wrapped around my finger. I knew he wouldn't want some fish. He needs me. He loves me. He needs me for his pure bloodline. As I walk down the hall I hear a girl crying, only to take note that it was that damn codfish with her pesky weed friend. She needs to get over herself. She must know that Mordikai doesn't want or need her and that she needs to get out once we find Samara.

Wait.

If Samara comes back, then all the attention will be on her, and Mordikai won't want to spend time with me.

I can't let that happen.

Samara can't come back.

She won't be stealing the spotlight from me, not again.

~Zinniah~

I heard a knock on my door once again, and I told the person to come in. It was a woman this time. She had long silver hair in a braid that went all the way down to her butt, with mesmerizing purple eyes, and she looked to be about 5′3". She was very beautiful.

"Hello my ladies, I am Vulpecula. I was told to fetch both of you for breakfast." She smiled kindly and had a soothing voice. It even made Amorelli look up at her.

"Hello." Amorelli and I said and she smiled kindly towards us.

"We would love to have breakfast. We will be down shortly. However, we have no clothes." I tell Vulpecula and she nods and starts to think for a moment.

"Well, you guys look to be about my size, I shall fetch you both something from my wardrobe. I apologize if you do not like it, we shall take you both shopping for clothes in due time." With that, she smiles and exits the room.

"I like her," Amorelli says softly and I giggle.

"I do as well. She's very kind." After that, we didn't hear another knock until about fifteen minutes later.

"Come in." It was Vulpecula. And she had two dresses in her hands.

"Sorry if they aren't the best, but it is what I have." She hands us the dresses. One is a beautiful red dress for Amorelli, and the other is a beautiful dark gold color for me.

"Thank you, Vulpecula." I thank her and Amorelli and I start to get changed.

"Please, call me Vulpie my ladies." She bows towards us and goes to leave.

"Please, call us by our names. 'My ladies' isn't necessary. I'm Zinniah and this is Amorelli." I smiled happily towards her and smiles back in reply. She leaves the room and we hear her talking with Diesel about how to bring them down to breakfast when they are done.

After about five minutes later we are both presentable and dressed. When we leave the room we are greeted with Diesel. He smiles at us.

"You both look beautiful. I am here to escort you both to breakfast." We nod silently and thank him for the compliment.

As we're walking to breakfast we hear giggling. Amorelli seems to become enraged. I think she knows who that it, and if so she better watch out. Cause if looks could kill she'd be more than six feet under.

The dining room doors are opened and we both gasp at the sight in front of us.

Alana, I'm presuming, is sitting on Mordikai's lap. And what seems to be a hickey on her neck.

It looks fresh.