36 Back To The Palace
Selma Payne’s POV:
“So, are you willing to be this idiot’s girlfriend?”
I grinned widely. “Take a guess?”
He tapped my forehead helplessly and laughed with me.
The answer to this question was obvious. If I had to choose someone to spend the rest of my life with, I hope that person would be him. He was also the only person I could accept at the moment. So since he wanted this, why not?
I shrugged and held his hand. “Of course.”
As soon as I finished saying this, I felt like a giant stone had fallen from my heart. My heart had never been so calm before.
We were meant to be together. We’d been apart for too long and finally found each other again. Although he made people angry sometimes, I forgave him because he was handsome.
We looked at each other for a moment, and then we couldn’t help but kiss deeply again. Ever since we understood each other’s feelings, the atmosphere between us made us unable to control our kisses. Damn it! I didn’t even know why I liked him so much.
His lips moved down my body and finally stopped on my neck. When his lips moved, at a certain point, a sudden pleasure swept over me. This couldn’t be explained in simple words. When he touched that point, my whole body felt like it was electrocuted. I suddenly couldn’t see clearly, and my ears buzzed as if everything in the world had left me.
Such a wonderful feeling was only transmitted to my body from the small piece of skin his lips touched. My knees were already soft. If it wasn’t for Aldrich holding me firmly, I might have already collapsed. I had never experienced such a wonderful feeling in my life. It was as if my body was soaked in warm water. My breathing involuntarily became rapid, but he hadn’t done anything.
“I …” I found it hard to say what I felt. Was it because I’d never had any intimate relationship before that I was feeling this wonderful feeling?
He touched my cheek as if he had already expected what I would say. “I’m marking you, but it’s only temporary. It’s fake.”
“Temporary?” I looked at him in confusion.
Aldrich’s gray eyes seemed to be rolling with all kinds of emotions I could not see clearly. “Yes, the mark of eternity also means eternal loyalty, but all of this has to wait until you have completed the transformation. I hope you are acting from your heart and not a moment of confusion.”
I retorted, “I’m not delirious. I already knew that I liked you!”
He kissed the top of my head. “That’s great. When your werewolf awakens, I’ll mark you as I did just now, and we’ll belong to each other forever.”
It sounded like a mark was a good thing. So I had another reason to look forward to my werewolf transformation. I hoped that day would come soon so I could gain strength and a mark.
We stood side by side as we watched the sunset. No one spoke, and no one felt embarrassed. The time we spent together was passing too fast. We didn’t do anything today, and it passed by quietly.
“Let’s go. We’re going back.” Aldrich jumped out of the car and reached out to me.
I pouted unhappily. “We can still stay a little longer. It’s still early.”
“There are many people who care about you. The King and Queen might be worried about you. We’ll have much time together in the future.” He held my hand, and I jumped to him, falling into his arms.
On the way back, we had endless things to say. But, at the same time, a bigger problem surfaced. It could not be avoided in our relationship, and that was my identity.
He only thought that I was a distant relative of the Queen. Would our relationship change if he knew that I was their daughter and the future Queen? Would he still love me as simply and purely as he did now? Would he think that I lied to him?
Many times I wanted to spill everything, but I controlled myself. My identity didn’t just involve the relationship between the two of us. It was even more complicated. I shouldn’t suddenly reveal everything without understanding the situation. If this harmed my parents and the people around me, I’d die of guilt.
Moreover, even though I trusted Aldrich, would he still be as perfect as he was now when things involved real interests?
I’d seen too many lovers go separate ways for a little benefit, not to mention that my identity was related to an entire country. Was this the right time? Should I reveal everything or hide a part of the truth if I were to tell him anything at all?
There were too many questions in my mind, and I couldn’t help but feel like I was retreating.
However, this would happen eventually. All I needed now was a little advice from my parents, and I hadn’t thought of how to introduce them to the topic.
The car stopped.
I got out of the car and looked at him.
“Do you want to go and tell them about this?”
