The Beast And The Blessed

Chapter 190

Fourteen: Charlie

Charlie's P.O.V.

Damien had walked with us back to camp, and I could practically taste the dread bubbling up and poisoning my good mood. I could feel how bothered he was, but I wasn't ready to bring him into that part of my world. He was learning who I was as a person. My crown wasn’t tainting his perception of me just yet. I preferred that.

I was more than my title, and I knew if that were thrown into the mix, he would be bothered by it.

I had to take baby steps with him, and as excited and eager as I was to finally have my mate, I was ready for him to want me as much as I wanted him. My impatience was going to drive me insane.

Damien sat on the log beside me as Neil and Diego argued over their dice game. Roman sat quietly, staring into the fire, as usual, lost in thought.

Barley and Paxton loudly joked with each other, sipping the liquor they had purchased from town. We hadn't been able to do our entire supply run because of me, so we would have to return in a few days.

I was hoping things would have settled down by then. The last thing I wanted was for Damien to see how wild people could get when they realized the princess was among them. Most of the time, they were happy and excited to see me. But occasionally, when they realized I didn't have guards, they would take out their anger and annoyance for what was going on in the world on me.

When it got out of hand like that, and I was outnumbered, threatened, and occasionally getting attacked, it was almost as scary as facing my brother in his Lycan form on the battlefield. People could be cruel, but I had to accept that early on in life. As an adult, I had to be careful to dodge that minefield.

I pressed my leg against Damien's, feeling my heart drop when he pulled away. Having him sitting here, staying with us instead of returning to his home, was confusing. Whatever battle he was fighting in his head seemed to consume his energy because he wouldn't even look at me.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" I whispered, my cheeks heating up when Diego, Neil, and Paxton started hooting and hollering. They were the worst.

I loved them. "To talk."

My clarification received a few chuckles as they returned to their game and conversations. I felt Damien tense at my question, and I worried I had done something wrong. Why was he here if he didn't want to be around me?

him to turn to me to help me up or to ask me to

out as I jumped from my seat

like this? You haven't said a word to me in hours; you've pulled away each time I try to touch you, and now you're leaving without a goodbye, a kiss, or

face me, his black eyes burning into my soul as

now. ’I... I'm me." "And who is that? Are you Charlotte, or are you Charlie? What's the difference because I'm starting to feel like they may be two different people?" Damien's hand grabbed my hip as I

prominent family. A lot of people know of me, but they're all strangers. They only know of my full name, or they've seen my picture." I stepped in front of him to stop him from leaving when he moved toward the fallen tree on the river

double-edged sword. Telling him would push him away, and keeping it a secret would push him

to fall in love with me for who I am, not

the past was that they always wanted what they would get from being associated with me because of my

being Princess Charlotte would

hear him debating between calling me Charlotte as he had been and calling me Charlie as my friends and family do. He was obviously bothered that people who I didn't know or trust called me Charlotte when that was what he called

it yet." I pleaded, begging

got

and walked away, crossing the makeshift bridge before I could collect myself to stop him. "We all have secrets, Damien. One day, you

moment longer, staring at his back as he walked away before making my way back to the camp. The cold mask I reserved for the court fell into place as if I had never left the castle as I returned

crumble. A hug from him had

mated for life. It was the stuff from storybooks

of that since I

parents had an awful relationship. My father had chosen my mother as a

everyone else had. The instant connection, the happiness,

we were mates because he couldn't feel it and was

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