One
well-groomed
eyebrow lowered while the other raised up. She looked down at me, far more
amused
than she rightly should be!
I could feel a
ridiculous heat
start to spread along the sides of my face already. An embarrassment for my words that I
should not possess
...
But I am clearly, by looks, just Helene Duskpaw. Just a
nobody
werewolf.
Urgh. Now that I've said it out loud, I can't just take it back.
Jokes
are big with humans here, but...
I
refuse
to lie on this, even if I might start
omitting
from here out. My breath comes out while closing my eyes, before raising my chin and turning on further
imperial majesty
as I breathe in. It does not work as I hope.
"Ah. Are you perhaps asking me to treat you like my Princess? That... was already my plan."
My reaction was immediate - a choking cough of
indignation
. As well as something else I absolutely
refused to acknowledge
as anything other than 'suspicion' of her motives.
Suspicion that feels too close to being
swept away
in someone else's
charisma
.
While I was stuck in
fighting
that, her follow up movements were swift and assured. Hands moved to cup my face. Surprisingly
warm fingers slid
against the skin of my cheeks.
And her face drew closer, causing my pupils to dilate. The '
cheesy
' line and sudden intimacy made it seem like
I was about to be kissed
by this stranger.
Before I realized she was only attempting that
almost
as intimate gesture of werewolves in this world. Forehead-to-forehead. My good sense returned.
My response was instantaneous. And...
arctic
.
"Remove your hands from me this instant, you stupid wolf."
The words
weren't a request
. They were a
command
, layered with every drop of royal authority I'd ever been endowed with.
My voice was about all I could control right now. This body refuses to listen.
"This behavior of yours is presumptuous."
Something shifted in her expression as I
doubled down
. The satisfaction began to drain from her face, replaced by a
frown
of realization.
> This isn't a playful resistance. If you do not start helping me, I will find a way to sever your soul from this body. Even if I have to make an enemy of this world's Lunar Goddess. I'm just... it was petty revenge for being so... so confident and attractive! And clean! If only we'd met on even footing, I'm sure this would not have turned out- Why are both of you just acting so nonsensically... and why am I? <
She gestured to herself and pat once over her chest upon the royal red shirt - and I
smirk
. Mine and Helene's assets are
larger
when taking human forms, so I can't help but feel 'superior'.
Even if I also want to throttle myself for giving any
special value
to a quality that makes me
more attractive
to those looking to claim me as their mate...
"A proper introduction might be more appropriate. I'm Kyrie Voss. CEO of Lunarizon Industries."