Fie Wright's P. O. V

My lower lip is being tugged at harshly as I bite down on it and pull it into my mouth. A sort of reflex action as I twist and turn in the mirror to catch a better reflection of myself. The tall full body mirror gives me enough room to work with as I hike my black snug fitted trousers over my legs and do the double buttons up along with the zipper, sucking in my stomach for all it's worth just so that the buttons don't dig into my tummy fat. Next comes the black tank top which gets tucked into my trousers. This is followed by a jet black cape like coat with bell like sleeves flowing from the top. The coat tied off at the waist with a leather sort of belt and the rest adorned with buttons going up and down the entire length of it.

I can't help but to tug at the turtle like neck that hugs the expanse of my throat. The entire attire feeling like I'm trying to be too edgy for a lack of a better word. My eyes dart down to the small sitting stool, besides the white mirror, where my black leather gloves lay.

I've never really liked gloves since I feel almost suffocated whenever I wear that.

Try telling that to the Head Advisor.

I snort internally as I bend down to grab the gloves as I slip them on, already knowing Asha isn't that bad at all but formal attire is well formal attire and no one has a say in what the uniform for the royal advisors should be. Except maybe the King.

Next, I glance down to my sock clad feet as my eyes then seek out my backpack from a few days ago. The item laying casually on a small one seater sofa which is tucked beautifully into what I discovered to be my walk in closet.

Or maybe I should say my dream walk in closet. Right now it was a little bare of essentials. Essentials being the only items in here consisting of my previous clothes that are now washed and my new uniform. However, the only pair of shoes I have that will go with these gothic looking clothing are a pair of heeled lace up boots that I, for some reason, thought I'd need for the trip and counted them as my bare minimals.

Trudging them on, I give myself a once over as I fluff my curly haired mess once more to make it look a bit more presentable than usual.

I can already sense Asha tapping her foot away at me impatiently just outside the doors to this suite. Letting out a sigh, I leave my bedroom but pause momentarily as I take a peek at Malleus' closed door. My heart lurching in my chest while my wolf whines within me to go seek out our mate.

The both of us knowing he isn't there.

It's been two whole day's since I last saw him. After the day the rest of the group left, I haven't seen my King since. The first day I woke up, I was whisked away by Asha since Malleus told her I was to be assessed by the Head aka herself, to see if I could join the Council of Advisor's. Yesterday was the first day to introduce me around the way things are done here and today I was to be properly assessed. If all goes well, I'll be able to be inducted and then that'll be it for me. At least I won't be lazing about doing nothing.

The uniform is something I'm accustomed to, however, but luckily I don't have to wear a robe with this heavy coat until I go up higher in the ranks.

Malleus, on the other hand, has been so busy that he hasn't stepped foot into even the same premises that I reside in. It seems like complete and utter bullshit to me but apparently Asha seems to swear by the words and makes me believe them too.

I mean he is the King. He's not going to sit around dotting after me. No matter how much my wolf, and secretly I, pines for that to happen.

Heading to the door, I pull it open and smile pleasantly at the woman in front of me. Her gold head scarf wrapped around her hair and pulling it into a knot. This time Asha being in the customary uniform which is similar to mine except she has the detailed black robe flowing from the tops of the shoulders of the coat and down till it graces the floor. Her own eyes peer over me before nodding in a self assured way as she seems pleased with how I look.

"I'm glad the uniform fits you well. If all goes great, you can keep it." She says with a friendly wink while I let out a laugh.

"I sure hope so. Everyone here expects me to be queen but it'll sure be embarrassing if I can't even make it to be advisor." I say lightheartedly, even though one part of me cringes at the thought of that happening and would rather dig a hole so I can die in peace bridled with my mortification.

Asha laughs at my words while nudging me slightly in the side as she walks besides me, "Honey, between you and me-" her words lower as she glances this way and that even though no one is with us in this empty corridor, "Even if you suck at this, we'll still keep you in the council just far at the back so that nobody can see what a screw up you are. But, don't worry. I've already seen how you conducted yourself yesterday and based off of that, we're already off to a great start." Her words leave me with my mouth agape while I ponder over what she's just said.

Is this what it feels like to have power? People just letting you in even if you don't deserve it? The thought doesn't sit well with me but I'll make sure to tell Asha to be honest with her assessment of me. I want to be brought in on my hard work, not just who I'm affiliated with. However, technically, I wouldn't really be able to be part of the Royal Council if it wasn't for my mate.

God damn it.

The once empty halls now start to fill up with people here and there. My wolf howling in pride while I internally squirm as random workers come up to me and bow their heads if not falling to one knee in response to who I am. The thought of being queen and me feeling uncomfortable being a whole far away sensation when it comes to someone bending their knee to me.

I don't know how Malleus does it.

"Trust me Fie. You'll get used to it after a while. Oh wait," she says as a teasing smirk pulls at her plump red painted lips, "I should be calling you, 'Your Majesty the Queen." A shiver rakes up my spine at the thought of someone addressing me like.

Shaking my head vigorously, I open my mouth, "You call me that and I'm walking straight to Malleus to find a new Head Advisor." Peals of laughter escape Asha as she shakes her head at my words. Tears almost coming out of the woman's eyes as she dabs at them. Probably the thought of me going to Malleus to ask him something like that being downright hilarious to the woman.

I have fair belief in myself to think that I could do something like that. Not that I would, of course.

"You do know you can wear something else right? I mean you haven't been inducted into the advisory role officially so you can just come wearing casual clothes." Asha continues as we walk further into the castle. The pitter patter of rain not letting up since the day Malleus caught up to me in that marble gazebo.

It's a good thing I love the rain.

"I don't have any clothes. I've been meaning to ask, is there a way I can get some? I've just been rewearing my old clothes that get washed everyday. Maybe I could go into town and buy some proper clothing?" I ask, keeping out the part where I have literally no money on me and even if I did, the currency of this realm being something completely different to our own money back home.

I don't realise my words have caused Asha to stop until the sharp sound of thunder reaches me and snaps me out of my thoughts. Turning my head, I catch the woman with a soured expression on her face while she regains her footing and catches up to me with a few steps.

"You mean to tell me that clothes haven't arrived yet?" Her voice is laced with hesitancy causing me to shake my head in weariness.

"Shit." She curses while my eyebrows raise in question at her words.

"I'd ordered someone the day you arrived, to get you clothes since you'll obviously be staying here indefinitely. When Malleus realises no clothes have been ordered, my ass is going to be on the line. Trust me, that is not fun." She grumbles while shaking her head.

I can already imagine she's cussing someone out mentally for not following her orders.

"Don't worry. I won't mention it to Malleus and even if he does find out; I'll simply tell him not to go off on one. It's the least I can do." Definitely not adding the fact of him probably not listening to me but why not save her sanity while I can?

"Ugh that would be amazing. Thank you!" Ashes says relived while I smile. Our destination already upon as as she throws the doors to the room open. The familiar sight of the fancy conference room still managing to take my breath away what with its ornately carved table etched out of some unique stone while murals of various men and women adorn the cherry wood panelled walls. Everything outlined in light gold or some other austerity that doesn't seem gaudy at all.

We both take a seat at the long conference table, my body sinking into the long backed cushioned chairs that felt like one was sitting on a comfortable fluffy cloud. I wonder how people can get through important meetings without falling asleep?

I'd be the first one falling face first into the table.

That doesn't really say much to my skills and dedication to being an advisor, does it?

Asha leans over the table to take a folder that was laying in front of her. Bringing it till it lies directly in her line of sight, she flips the yellow tinged folder open and scans the contents. Something poking out of the top of it catching my attention as I lean forward, only to cringe at my driving license picture staring back at me.

That is one picture I will hide from people for entirety if possible. Sadly, Asha catches sight of it and snorts at my image while I scowl before getting serious once more.

"What's that?" I question as I try to catch sight of the other contents of the folder but Asha merely plucks it up with one hand and shoo's me away with the other.

"This is your file that I asked to be sent over from your Pack. Your advisory assessment file." She says with a certain tone to her voice which immediately causes me to straighten out and drop my wandering hands.

That's definitely something no one ever sees. It's for assessment purposes only and the student doesn't get to see it. For what reasons? No one really knows except it's tradition and we're not wolf shifters if we're not knee deep in traditions. The clothes I'm wearing is a statement to that fact.

"Wait, so I'm being judged on that file alone? No other tests need to be taken?" The hope in my voice is something I can't hold back since I've worked hard for this back at home and the Advisor's back home said Ezra and I did excellently on our tasks and tests. Something I feel quite proud about if I do say so myself.

"Yup. It's too time consuming if we go through all the tests again so instead I'll just assess you on this and of course I'll be keeping an eye on the tasks you do while you're here." She finishes as she flicks through yet another page.

My mouth drops open in disbelief while one part of me jumps for joy at landing the position, "So that's it?"

"Yes. Except for one last thing. What is your sign?" The woman closes the folder and turns to me with an expectant look whereas I frown in confusion.

"You mean my zodiac sign?" I ask even though I'm certain that's what she's asked. After I get a head nod, I go even deeper into confusion but answer her anyways.

"I'm a Taurus. Why?"

Her answering smile is bright as she nods her head, "So am I!"

That's great, I guess?

The hours pass by quickly and with utter boredom as I find myself back in the sitting room. I would've gone to my bed but simply sitting there alone for hours sends me deeper into depression. That along with the fact that my mate's bedroom door is just in my line of sight. His scent stronger than ever in this part of the castle which calms my wolf and I down.

I can't believe this is the second day and I still haven't seen Malleus. My heart constricting at the thought of not seeing him for another day which just puts me in an even worse mood. A mood which not even watching stupid shows on Netflix could help me out of. Ezra would have been a great help and might have managed to take my mind off of everything if his lazy ass wasn't sleeping away in his own room somewhere down the hall.

With another disgruntled sigh, I slide down into the sofa as I put on another show. Ignoring my overly emotional body as tears well up in my eyes at the thought of my mate not being near me.

I hate this heat, is all I think as I press play and immerse myself into the show.

Some more time passes and I don't even realise I've fallen into a light sleep until a certain scent invaded my nose. Deep within the confines of my dreams, I twitch slightly as my wolf howls at me to wake up. A scent enticing me to get up and run in a certain direction. My wolf practically takes over before I wake up with a start only to hear the sound of a door clicking in place. The sound of the front door if I were to be precise.

Which can only mean one thing.

My wolf takes over slightly as I'm shoved back into the furthest parts of my mind, only being able to see through our eyes what's happening as I jump off of the sofa and turn in the direction of the door.

My eyes landing on such a glorious sight that I can't even find it in my to be angry at the rabid dog for taking over. The man clad in dark fitted trousers which leaves not much to the imagination as wolfies eyes land on a particular spot before trailing up his muscular lean legs and up to his chiseled torso that is covered by a plain button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and showing off his strong veined arms. His eyes remain bright and alert as they focus on me with his hair disheveled to show the stress he's gone through as his defined jawline is partly hidden with some scruff.

I nearly lick my lips then and there but that movement stops as another gains momentum i.e. my legs running towards him as fast as they can carry me before I jump straight at him. I hope the man can see the slightly crazed look in my eyes to realise this is my wolf taking over, with a hundred percent of my consent of course but he doesn't have to know that.

Malleus doesn't even flinch as I land in his arms, my own wrapping around his neck while my legs wrap around his waist. A purring sound leaves my lips as I nuzzle myself into his neck, my wolf inhaling his scent and rubbing ours over him for all that I'm worth.

"Fie." My mate's own voice is thick with strain and that just causes my purring to go up higher as I tighten my arms around his neck. My wolf's train of thought catches me off guard and I know I have to take control or else she'll have us end up in a pile with our clothes thrown elsewhere and only sweaty skin being in between us.

My cheeks burn a bright red as I regain control, my purring ceasing and my arms going slack as Malleus walks us over to the sofa. No other words leaving his lips after he said my name.

"Mate." He whispers as we sit down, his nose seeking out the crook of my neck as he repeats the actions of inhaling my scent just like I did his.

Leaning away, I ignore the growl leaving his lips as I catch sight of his eyes. Malleus' own growling stops as he catches sight of my face, in particularly my eyes that are watering up once more. I nearly curse my wolf but then realise that's me indirectly cursing myself so stop before I make a full of myself.

"Queen," he mumbles with sorrow etched into his eyes as he raises a hand to palm my cheek, "What's the matter?"

"I-I missed you." I mumble shyly, not wanting to be so direct but not having much choice in this situation. A sigh leaves my man's lips as he nods his head before leaning down till our foreheads touch.

"I'm so sorry. I had a lot of stuff to cover over with you being here and I also wanted to give you space. I guess I should have consulted with you over the latter issue." I nod my head to show him he really should have, snuggling closer into his embrace as his thumb runs circles over the sheer fabric of my tank top.

We sit in silence for a while before he finally speaks up, not moving an inch, "Did you receive the clothes you were supposed to get?"

The tensing up in his arms is all he needs to know as another disgruntled growl escapes him but I hurriedly sit up as I peer into his eyes.

"Don't get angry at Asha. It wasn't her fault, I promise. Actually, don't get angry at anyone. It was just a mistake." I plead to which he scoffs, trying to pull me closer but it being impossible since we're already so close.

"I won't get angry but I'll make sure they learn not to do it again." I don't question the slight contradiction in his words since I'm sure his teaching is him blowing his temper. Nonetheless, I go to cuddle into him again but get stopped as he picks me up and takes me to the other side of the living room where a desk is wedged into the corner. Frowning, I don't say anything but instead watch as he sits himself down in the chair with me in his lap while he powers on the laptop.

My questioning gaze causes him to nod at the now open tab, "As much as I would love you to parade around in my clothes all day, I'm sure you'd love having some of your own. Go onto whatever sight and buy whatever you want. Don't worry about money." I open my mouth but then close it again as I nod my head and get to searching. Me putting the pricing section from low to high like I always do but a nudge from my mate causes my eyebrows to raise as I set it from high to low.

That's one luxury I'm definitely getting used to.

"I'm guessing you guys have express shipping here?" I joke, not even knowing how the clothes get here.

"Of course." Is all Malleus replies with one hundred percent seriousness while I gulp.

This Realm is something I tell you.

Before I can go forward to adding stuff to the cart, however, I pause and turn my head to face him, "I'm guessing I have to follow the attire you people have over here. My clothing from my realm not fitting in well here?" I get another nod in return.

"We have a certain cultural aesthetic here you could say. As Queen it would be appropriate you combine both your own and this Realm's attire." Malleus says simply while I sigh.

"Guess I'll need to take some inspiration from Tumblr." I laugh at his confused expression but decide not to answer since he'll simply be even more confused. Snuggling into him, I relish the feeling of his arms wrapping tighter around me in reflex as one thought twirls through my mind;

This is the life.

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AN: Hi! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Another one coming very soon so hopefully you won't be waiting long.

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