***I AM SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO UPDATE! IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN!...maybe. I hope all you little lambs love this chapter! If you have any suggestions on what you would like to see happen next then please tell me! Please please please comment! Btw I was informed by my mega best friend that my author's note was a little confusing so I just wanted to explain that I was joking around. I know I have a weird sense of humor. Copy and paste what I wrote in my last update into google translate and I guarantee you will laugh or want to kill me. (its in latin) Anyhoo! On with the story!***


"Aleksander, I really must make this quick. I have to go check on Alexis," I announced.

As soon as I walked into our rooms, I was pulled into a pair of strong arms. Immediately my body relaxed and melted into the embrace. It took a moment longer for my mind to realize that it was my husband's embrace that I was in. Surely Aleksander hadn't called me to our chambers for this.

"Alina, my dear you know I am never one to rush things. Especially what I have in mind for you," He whispered seductively while trailing sensual kisses along my neck and jawline.

"Maybe I could find a few minutes to spare," I uttered breathlessly.

"Minutes?" He chuckled darkly. "Darling I intend to take hours ravishing what is mine." His kisses became more passionate, his teeth nipping at the sensitive skin between my neck and shoulder.

"I see nothing here that belongs to you Darling," I murmured challengingly.

Instantly I felt a sharp stab of pain at my neck, then a flash of pleasure. I quickly trapped the moan that was trying to escape my lips.

"Would you like to try that answer one more time my Love?" He questioned darkly, his hands tightening on my hips, pulling my body even closer to him.

"Aleksander you know how much I hate to waste my breath."

One minute I was standing, the next I was flying through the air, my back landing on the bed with my wrist pinned above my head.

"Well how about I find something else to occupy that pretty little mouth of yours," He breathed into my ear. Above me I could see our bodies intertwined in the mirror hanging above us on the ceiling. The slight ripple of muscle along his back, dark hair brushing against my pail skin. The sight was enough to leave me gasping in pleasure.

"You can't hide from me Alina. Your body knows it belongs to me, it craves my touch, my possession."

I wanted to deny his words, but I knew they were true. Not only did my body crave his dark, sensuous touch, but my heart longed for him as well. I longed to hear sweet words that every young girl dreams to hear in her life. Stupid Alina. You are no longer a young girl fantasizing about her one true love.

His hands were everywhere, roaming over my body. Some how he had managed to remove my clothes while I was distracted. His mouth was on my neck, nibbling and sucking on that spot that he knew drove my wild. My hands traveled up so his soft, dark hair, pulling his mouth closer.

"Say it Alina." he commanded softly. "I want to hear you say it."

I moaned softly in protest. I knew what he wanted, but I didn't want to give him the satisfaction.

"I won't ask again Alina. Say it." He whispered, his hands traveling over my body, making it hard to focus on what he was saying.

He wanted surrender and at the moment I could do nothing but give in.

"I'm yours."

The instant the words left my mouth it was as if a dam had erupted.

"Mine." He growled before his teeth sunk into my neck. Claiming me as his.

I gasped in pleasure. This is what I had been craving. This was what I needed. A claiming.

The rest of the night Aleksander showed me just who I belonged to.


It was a few hours just before dawn and Aleksander and I were tangled in the sheets, basking in the aftermath of our late night activity.

"Aleksander?" I questioned lightly as my hand traced random patterns on his chest.

"Yes my Love?"

"Why was Alexis in our room before I came in?" I questioned him. Immediately I felt his body tense slightly.

"You must be mistaken Darling. Alexis was never in here. Why would you think he was?"

"Aleksander. Alexis is my son. I am going to notice when he is in the room with me."

I just rolled my eyes. Stupid men.

"He was just coming by to see you Alina. Nothing important." He stated in an disinterested manner as he rose from the bed to get dressed.

"I really wish you two would get along Aleksander. After all he is your son." Instantly his hands froze as he was buttoning up his shirt.

"Well maybe I would be closer to him if I had known about him," Aleksander stated icily.

"And what would you have done the moment I told you I was pregnant? You never wanted kids Aleksander! You hate them. I was not going to allow my son to grow up knowing his father doesn't love him."

"Our son Alina! He is apart of you and me. He would have been heir to the throne had you not run away like a foolish child." He spat.

The moment he said that time froze. It sounded as if he is saying he would have wanted Alexis. That he could have accepted him. After my initial shock anger filled me. Anger at myself, and anger at Alexsander.

"Don't you call me a foolish child! I may have acted rashly but it was only because you gave me no other choice! You never gave me any reason to believe that you would accept me being pregnant." I hissed as I yanked on my gown.

"Always assuming the worse Alina. I see nothing has changed," He uttered in a cool, distant voice as he walked away through the door.

As I paced the room back and forth I tried to process what just happened. One minute we were tangled in a lover's embrace, the next we were both consumed by rage. I knew by running away so many years ago I was creating a rift between me and my husband. It was foolish of me to think that he could forgive me so easily.

Would he have really accepted Alexis?

Confused and still agitated from my fight with Aleksander I decided to go blow off some steam by going outside to train. It had been years since I have had a good sparing partner.

I quickly changed out of my queens gown and into a simple tunic of black that allowed me to move freely, and tied my hair back in a tight braid. Moving quickly through the corridors my mind was in turmoil. I was so distracted that I didn't even notice that I hadn't seen a single servant in ages. I glanced around and realized I had taken a wrong turn. Instead of going to the training yard I had ended up near the library. No wonder there was no one around. I was the only one who ever entered the library.

I decided to go to the library instead of the training yard. I was not in the mood to deal with other people at the moment. As soon as I entered the library I felt all the tension drain away. There was something about being surrounded by the forgotten manuscripts that gave one a semblance of peace.

I quickly found one of my favorite novels and moved to my corner chair. I don't know how long I sat there reading about the history of the world. Time passes strangely in a library. It's as if there is no time and everything is frozen.

Suddenly the atmosphere changed quickly. It was colder, more sinister.

I was getting ready to leave my oasis of peace when everything went black.