Prescott’s POV
I stomped into my office, my knuckles white as I clenched my fist into a tight ball. I had been residing in the inner room of my office since I got back to the Villa, and I was feeling more than a little claustrophobic.
Staying in my office, away from Nova didn’t make me a coward, I did it just so I wouldn’t be running into her. I admitted that I gave her family a hard choice by choosing between their daughter and the pack, in all honesty, I didn’t mean to force her or anyone into a relationship with me, I only did it to make the Alpha crawl on his fours, now that the consequence of my actions had hit me, I wanted to free her to restore her life to how it used to be.
I was trying so hard to stay clear of her sight, but seeing her earlier at the pub, falling to the ground made me wish I hadn’t decided on my own. We were both in this together and I didn’t care to hear her point of view before deciding to let her go.
I entered the office room, tossed my car key on the bed hurriedly entered the bathroom and turned on the shower. The icy water dribbled down my body, drenching my clothes and causing me to shiver. But as the water soaked into my skin and hair, I felt my heart rate begin to slow, and my breathing returned to normal.
The chill of the water was like a balm, soothing my frazzled nerves and bringing me a sense of calm. I stood under the stream for a few minutes, allowing myself to relax and steady my thoughts.
That only seemed to last for a minute before the incident outside the pub replayed in my head, and the sound of her body hitting hard on the floor made my shoulder ache with guilt.
‘Your Majesty!’ Nova’s voice rang out in my head, I raised my hand to my cheek and gave it a firm slap, the sound reverberating off the walls. The sharp sting brought me back to my senses and I let out an audible grunt.
“Why am I making this hard for us?” I howled, and water streamed down my face, couldn’t tell if it was my tears or the water that was dripping down from the shower. But what I knew was that my heart was bleeding and I couldn’t control the guilt I was feeling in my heart.
After spending about 30 minutes in the shower, I turned off the switch and walked out of the bathroom. My lips were trembling and my fingers were curled into a tight fist as I dragged my feet towards the study.
Water was dripping from my dampened clothes as I plunged into the seat. I propped my elbows on the table and gripped my head in my palms.
The thought of the good moments we had together at her pack made my heart hammer against my chest. I sprang up from the seat, slamming my fists on the table which made a loud noise.
I couldn’t think straight, I wasn’t in control of my mind as her thoughts came flooding my brain. I was shivering like a stray cat that got stuck in a pond. My heart was freezing and I couldn’t get myself to change out of the dampened clothes.
I paced back and forth in my office room, the words tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop them. “I need to see her! I need to talk to her, to get her side of the story. I need to know what made her rebel against me, and why she thought I was better off dead. I need answers, dammit!” I raged, my words echoing off the walls.
I was like a caged animal, desperate to escape the confines of my office and confront the woman whom I had tried to be off her sight. The woman whose my heart had suddenly yearned for. The woman who had caused my heart so much pain. I had to get out, to move, to do something before I went mad.
I stormed out of my office, letting the door slam behind me as I strode down the empty hallway. I burst through the front door of the building, the cold night air hitting me like a slap in the face. The wetness of my clothes did nothing to shield me from the biting wind, and I shivered as I made my way towards the building where I knew she must be. My footsteps seemed to echo off the walls of the silent corridor, and I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. I was on a mission, and nothing would stop me from confronting her.
‘Your Majesty!’ her voice broke through my mind, I shook my head not wanting to let the one-time incident at the pub change my mind from going to confront her.
I was about to take the path that led to the building when I saw a car driving towards the building I had made for us, the car stopped and I saw Nova, stepping down from the car with the help of Everest who held tightly onto her waist.
I paused on my track, I felt my heart breaking into a thousand pieces as she limped towards the entrance.
It seemed like my legs were glued to the floor, I couldn’t move my legs, I couldn’t bring myself to take a step closer to them.
I stood there, watching them enter the building until they were out of sight. I clenched my fists, my heart raced in anxiety as I watched Everest, walking out of the building with her head lowered to the floor.
I swiftly turned around, turning my bad against her so she wouldn’t see me.
“Was the fall real? Didn’t she do that just for me to come to her? Did I hurt her?” I couldn’t help but ask myself those questions as I made my way back to the office building.
I felt like the most horrible being that had ever existed. I gulped hard, my heart was racing with guilt as I walked back to the floor of my office.
I had different thoughts running in my mind that I didn’t know someone was standing outside of my office.
Standing there was Dixon, who stood guard at the entrance of my office with his face void of emotion.
I tore my eyes away from him, my gaze falling to the floor. The water that had soaked my clothes dripped onto the marble floor, leaving a small puddle in my wake. I felt numb, unable to process why the royal warring was doing at the entrance of my office at such an hour.
“Your Majesty, there’s a letter from the Queen,” he said, his voice cracking under the weight of the message.
I felt my heart skip a beat as I turned to face him, my breath catching in my throat. Could she have finally agreed to return to her pack? I tried to steady my nerves, but my thoughts were racing as I imagined the contents of the letter.
I knew I had to find out what it said, even though I feared the worst. I took a deep breath and forced myself to focus on the guy in front of me. “What does it say?” I asked, my voice coming out more hoarse than I intended.