Rhea's POV

　　The atmosphere suddenly becomes uncomfortable, and the slamming of the door against its hinges pulls back my mind to reality.

　　I am trapped alone here with this greek god in front of me, I fell into his eyes. They were fine hazel-black pairs, there was something in those gazes more like a magnet.

　　Snapping my gaze off him, I cleared my throat, "Am sorry, my king but you just sent my beta out from your office," I said, fighting hard not to stare into those eyes of his.

　　Giving me a long stare, he let out a huff, "That's not your beta or did you suddenly turn your personal servant into your beta under a night?"

　　I held onto his stare briefly, I don't know why I still find this man here attractive when I already have a mate and husband in my life. Strangely, it feels so nice sitting in front of him, my body craves for him.

　　The intensity in his eyes burning me, unusually I feel drawn to him which causes me to instantly look away.

　　"Sorry but since my beta is busy at the pack, I decided to go with her so that she can serve as my beta for today," I explained with the hope that he will understand.

　　He didn't say anything, staring back at me with those black eyes of his that have managed to haunt my feelings since the first day that we met till now.

　　Uncomfortably clearing my throat, "Are you sure that you understand what I'm talking about, King Daemon?"

　　He doesn't say anything though, instead, smiles mischievously before letting out a fake cough, "Well, you are pretty,"

　　My gaze widened, "My King…"

　　"Shhh.!!" Leaning forward, he placed his middle finger on top of my lips shushing me. I gulped down my spit, feeling too rigid to make a move.

　　I can feel my palms and forehead begin to sweat, a zap of electricity rushing through me. My sudden attitude makes me feel like a slut… it causes my stomach churns, making me want to throw up whatever I have eaten a while ago.

　　Daemon's face has an expressionless mask on, making it hard to read him but when his eye moved to mine. I can feel a twinkle in them, there was more in his eyes.

　　But either way, I decided to stand firm and not show any sign of fear not until the words slipped out from his lips, "Mine," he whispered to himself but I heard him just fine.

　　Fear and nervousness were glued to my eyes, I was shocked and at the same time left confused.

　　My lips parted but no words seemed to be coming out, I felt my body shiver as he slowly trailed his finger around my lips. Playing with my bottom lips, he has his gaze fixed on me.

　　He leaned more forward, now that we are inches away from each other. I can feel his hot breath against my cheeks, our noses can briefly touch.

　　He cupped my chin and pulled me toward him, the air around us was thick. I can feel the shuffling of my feet due to nervousness.

　　So odd, I can feel tingles around my jawline where he was holding me. Inhaling in his breathing, a small whimper loosely escaped from my lips unknowingly. Daemon's gaze darkened, and his hand pulled me closer to him. I could barely keep a staunch gaze, burning sparks ignited in my skin and my body became so hot.

　　What is happening to me?! My mind kept screaming for me to pull out from his hold, giving me a hundred reasons for me to back away from him, but my heart keep yearning for his touch.

　　I hate this. I hate that I am weaker and not able to stand on my own. I am a married woman and a Luna but here I am, shuddering under the touch of the king.

　　When did I become a slut? What is now the difference between Fiona and me? I feel so disgusted with myself yet everything feels nice.

　　And just like a flash, I found him beside me. Gripping the nape of my neck before burying his fingers into my hair. I shivered at how he suddenly looked. Daemon's face was one of unmistakable rage, his expression was murderous as he glared at the mating mark around my neck.

　　His eyes looked conflicted, causing his grip to tighten on me unknowingly as he struggled to control his anger.

　　"What is it?" I wanted to ask but the words got stuck in my throat. I gulped hard as I noticed his face darkened more. He released his hold and slowly stepped away from me.

　　Stepping back, his cold gaze stared into mine. Our sudden breaking of body contact caused my body to suddenly feel cold. His murderous look made my heart stop, I have no idea what is going on.

　　I nervously looked up at him but was greeted by an angry-looking Daemon. His pose depicts arrogance and his aura seems suffocating due to his anger.

　　"King Dae…"

　　He beat me to it, interrupting my words, "I called you here just to let you know that we will still maintain the alliance," he barely looked at me and started walking out toward the entrance door.

　　For unknown reasons, I felt my heart slice at his sudden cold attitude toward me. I wasn't supposed to feel like this, right? But weirdly, I felt every single thing.

　　"King Daemon," for the first time, his name left my lips, gaining his attention. He came to a halt and turned to face me.

　　"Thank you," I mumbled but after a long stare, he nodded and proceeded to where he was going.

　　My heart hurts but I decided to remain calm, holding the doorknob he stopped and swerved to face me again.

　　"Daemon to you," his magnetic husky voice, causes me to snap my head in his direction.

　　"Huh," my breathing became hitched, and I was left dumbfounded.

　　"Daemon to you not King," with that single statement, he twisted the doorknob and stormed out from the place, leaving me and my shocked self all alone in there.

　　What just happened? This is strange…!