Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 135

BOOK 2: CHAPTER 3

Harriette

I felt my breath hitch the moment I stepped into the room and took one glance at the Alpha Everything around me seemed to fall into a suffocating silence. It was as though something wasn’t right and 1 just didn’t know what it was.

I stood frozen, my legs stuck to the door side as my heart hammered like a wild beast. My eyes locked onto his and his presence seemed to fill the space as if one word from him would change the world. My world. Everything else at that moment seemed to be bleak and void.

His eyes were locked to mine. He hadn’t said a word yet but the air between us suddenly felt charged, heavy as though his eyes spoke words his mouth didn’t. He was so gorgeous if that was the right word to use for him.

What the fuck was this? Why am I feeling this way? What the hell was going on with me?

I’d never been bothered about appearances because it was vanity.

My palm felt sweaty all of a sudden

“Come here” he commanded.

That voice! His voice was deep, resonant and it did something to me that I couldn’t wrap my fingers around. It sent a ripple through me, breaking strings of chords I didn’t even know existed.

I felt my hand leating go of the door knob as something more powerful than me pulled me towards him. I had to look away because it was too

much for me to handle.

“Alpha” I bowed as I stopped in front of his desk.

“Rowan. It’s Alpha Rowan,” I nodded. My throat felt dry as words seemed to cease from my lips. His name sounded just perfect for a person like

him

“I have your file with me. Harriette Adams?” He called my name as though it was a question.

“Yes. Alpha,

cleared his threat and stared at the

ed that o

at him again. Everything about him

and yet, he didn’t feel strange at all. It was as though I’d known

scrunched my nose as my heart began pounding painfully and

raised. His eyes met mine for a few seconds and I suddenly forgot how to think. His eyes–gods, those eyes

my intentions too? What I’m meant to

and

repeated menacingly. His voice sounded as though he was

an idiot Harriette. I

I hunt, I

hunting, what

many questions. I usually hated being queried so much but I wouldn’t hate it if he kept on asking as long as

wrong with

I shook my head.

the one role that kept as together was our training. All I knew to do was

he said. I snapped my gaze towards him, I was expecting to see mockery but all I met was his

He was serious

fight”

slowly, my eyes following every movement of his beautiful eyes, his perfectly shaped head, and his scrumptious

HARRIETTE!! My subconscious yelled.

mind. I was losing my sanity because

a hanter for

to be filled but

the fuck was I called here then? Why did they let me in if they

we believed you could join our fighters

than what they could see and that

to be extra careful and I couldn’t see

you can leave

me out of my

way I would

me. Something that made my breath shallow and my pulse race. I tapped my feet on