Offered to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter-34. Dared to dream

[Xanthea]

The next day, by the evening, Mavka had packed my stuff, and it was already sent to the Aile castle.

"I thought I'll be prepared for the night in the castle," I said as Mavka and other maids helped me wear the black lace garter belt lingerie.

Mavka merely glanced at me before getting on her knees to fix the garter belt with my sheer black stockings.

This time, instead of a dress, they made me wear a black miniskirt with a white crop top and a white denim jacket. Mavka helped me put on the white sneakers while one maid styled my hair in a high ponytail. I knew what I wore was decided by the triplets.

But I liked this look. I always wished to dress up like this, but...

I clenched my fist as a shudder ran down my spine.

I shut my eyes, trying hard not to remember all the times Nikolai hit me because he didn't like the way I dressed.

'If you want to look like a slut, wear those revealing dresses in a whorehouse, not in my palace. Do it when you are thrown out of our family. But as long as you are in the palace, you will dress as I want you to...' Nikolai's words rang in my head and I quickly shoved them away.

Growing up in the palace, I always wore the dresses Nikolai and luna Meesa allowed me to wear. Baggy clothes that covered my body. That changed a little when I moved out, but even then I never had the courage to wear what I wanted. I was always paranoid about being watched. Plus, such clothes weren't appropriate or safe to wear, given where I lived.

Even today, when I was in a completely different realm than theirs, when I didn't even know if they were dead or alive, I was still not sure if I should like the way I look.

Maybe that was why I never cared what the triplets made me wear. I was used to being treated like a doll.

Today, my outfit seemed to have been highly influenced by Raven. Especially when the hairstyle and the dress didn't just reveal, but highlight the hickey on my neck.

'Have a great time explaining this to Asher tomorrow.'

I bit my lower lips when Raven's words repeated in my head.

An uncanny nervousness drifted in my chest. With Ezra and Raven, I knew I had to prepare myself for the worse, but with Asher...

I didn't know what to expect.

I kept wondering what Asher would say or how he would react. There was something I feared more than his reaction. Something I had tamed my thoughts to not ponder over, yet they kept revisiting it - my expectations.

I don't know what, but I expected something from Asher from the moment our eyes met on the altar.

I had never had expectations from others and even if I did, I always expected something bad, but from Asher... I expected something... something that... wasn't bad.

And that's what scared me the most.

"You are ready, your highness." Mavka's voice brought me back to reality.

Even though I loved my outfit, it looked completely out of place on my body. I skimmed my eyes from my reflection in the mirror to Mavka.

"I still have some time until the car arrives, right? Can I visit the High lady once?" I asked.

A car won't come to pick

coming with

voice, I turned towards the

eyes widened slightly as I

was dressed in a casual dark gray shirt that hugged his chiseled muscles and black jeans. He completed the attire with a black jacket, which he styled with black boots. His

hung loose on his shoulders, I could see the silvery

wristwatch and rings on

formal alpha suits or scrubs, but this was the first time I had seen him in

in my chest, and I quickly averted

"Everyone out," he commanded.

they walked out of

him. I fidgeted under his

of me to hide from him. There wasn't an inch of my skin that he hadn't already seen, touched and claimed. But I

gaze dropped

is one thing a princess must wear at all times with all her dresses?" He asked, brushing his fingers over mine. My grip over the hem

into my eyes again. When I

books you read? Not all answers can be found in books, after all. Isn't it, princess? But then again, you were never treated

I pursed my lips before answering.

He chuckled.

at him, feeling my face burn

was something different about his laughter. Maybe that's

peered at him, dumbfounded. I could have never imagined Raven laughing so warmly and comfortably. Maybe with Nyssa, he

resonated in the room before fading away as

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wear something to be called a princess or royalty. Every woman can wear a bra. But something that differentiates a royalty from common people is confidence. Even a rug worn with confidence becomes a style statement for society. Confidence, omega. That's what makes the actual difference, and that's what makes you stand out in

understand that? The thing that

grip around my fingers,

letting out a small

he stopped me from fidgeting with my fingers and lifted my

murder you, you don't have to fear

and turned me around, making me look at myself in

know that just changing the way I stand could make such a huge difference in my perspective and perception of myself. "Confidence mostly comes from posture and how you carry yourself. You'll learn with time." His hands slid down

me as I peered at

"Umm. A-alpha..."

"Hmm?"

my best to maintain eye-contact

can I see the High lady

a sharp smirk

"No."

to

that do? Do you have some special healing abilities in your sight? As far as I know, 'your' sight needs some

I gaped at the case and

"Take it..." he commanded.