HER LUCKY DAY

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KAEDYR “You disgust me.” Her words echoed in my ears as she walked away. I normally don’t care about how she views me or whatever opinion the tiny princess had of me. I knew I was the bad guy, the enemy. So having those opinions about me was valid; it wasn’t like they weren’t true anyway. Besides, it worked in my favor that she thought those things about me because it kept her where she belonged, which was more than several arms reach away from me. I like it that way. I wasn’t looking to fraternize with her. That was never my intention; getting close to her all those months ago, so I could complete my mission. Yet, hearing her utter those words—her disgust for me—it felt weird. I felt the slow start of a pang in my chest; it would’ve probably gone unnoticed if I hadn't paid attention. I don’t know what caused it. I couldn’t tell if it was because I believed what she said or if it was because I saw the look of disdain in her eyes. It was either seeing the raw hatred in her eyes or hearing the truth in her words—that or both. Either way, it had an effect on me and I couldn’t help but turn away from the group of palace guards and let my eyes follow her as she walked away. I think a part of me likes her defiance; it could be because I was surrounded by people who were ready to suck up to me for any reason and would never tell me how they really felt about me. Not like I don’t know what most people think of me, but none can ever say it to my face. Na’imah, though, wasn’t like the rest of them. She had a fire in her, one that I yearned to take for myself. It felt great knowing someone could tell me what a piece of shxt I was to my face without fearing the consequences. That way, I would always know that whatever comes out of her mouth is the truth. But this time, hearing her truth didn’t feel as good as it usually felt. “I don’t remember saying you could leave.” I finally broke the silence, halting her departure. “You’re here to take me back to the palace, aren’t you? Would you rather I go with you like this?” She was right; I had sent the guards over to fetch her and I had no reason for being here. Yet, I had been somewhat restless; I had intended to go for a walk, and somehow I found myself walking all the way here. It made no sense, but I didn’t have the time to dwell on my strange behavior just yet. She shrugged. “If that’s what you want, I can stay put; let me know when you’re done throwing around your authority.” Her gaze settled on the guards and that made me turn my attention back to them. They reeked of their own piss and fear, and I was suddenly bored with no desire to teach them the lesson I had intended for them. Was it because of her statement? “You’re dismissed and that means from the royal guard. If you want your head to remain attached to your body, turn in your badge and never return to the palace or make the mistake of crossing my line of sight.” The remaining four bowed, chanting their gratitude. “Get rid of his body,” I ordered, my eyes landing on the i***t on the floor. He wouldn’t be dead yet, but I really didn’t care. “The lady is innocent,” Na’imah murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. I turned to her, and she rolled her eyes before looking away. She could pretend to be hard-hearted all she wants, but I know her; she has too much good in her to give and if she continues like this, people will exploit her until she’s drained and has nothing left to give. I am one of those people, but I have no desire to explore her in that way. She needs to toughen up; she needs to lose that softness in her heart. The few months I spent with her pretending to be someone else were enough to show me how strong and powerful she could be if she weren’t so kind, so good-natured. Something about her has always called to me. The desire to break her apart and then set her back together has always been dire. I want to reconstruct her heart and break it into a million pieces and when I put her back together, she’ll become a force to be reckoned with. Did that make me crazy? I guess others might perceive it that way, but I was doing her a favor because people like her don’t survive for too long in our world. People like her become playthings for people like my mother; they become pawns, and she’s slowly on her way down that path. Mother had already begun to exploit her kindness, making her agree to marry me in exchange for a better situation for her people. What madness? Did she think I was going to fall in love with her and become stupid? I wasn’t my father. He was a foolish Alpha. Despite how powerful he was, he loved my mother blindly and it ruined him. I would never make such a mistake. Yet, I found myself calling the female guard to a stop as they all tried to flee from the scene. “What’s your name?” I asked. Her eyes ping-ponged between me and Na’imah. “Kewe,” she replied, trembling. “Alright, you stay. You’ll be her personal guard henceforth.” “Why the hell is that necessary?” Imah fixed me with an intense glare. “You wanted to save her; that’s what you get for being generous.” “You’re full of shxt.” She hissed. “Besides, you’re coming with me. Mother is making preparations for your transition to the palace. You’ll need your own guard, someone to keep you out of trouble.” “How is that…” she paused, then sighed. “You know what, it doesn’t even matter. Do whatever you want. I’m going.” She turned and stomped the rest of the way out of the forest. And instead of calling her out for the blatant disrespect of leaving without my permission, I followed after her. For some reason, she has gotten away with a lot of disrespect today, and I just let her have it. Which was odd, very odd. I should’ve had her dragged out of here, humiliated her and reminded her that she was no more than an object I could do whatever I wanted with. But for some reason, the need to do that wasn't present today. I guess today is one of her lucky days.
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