A/N: Hi! Okay, I know it's been ages, but I'm totally into this again. And now one of my best friends, Heather (hey girl!), is into 10th Kingdom, so she'll hopefully be on me about continuing my two fics. This one is getting interesting, as you will soon see. I am thinking about trying to rework Chapter One, but I started to today and I think I might add a few words and that's all. So it's nothing too big. The other version is something that is taking more reworking, and so is taking more time. But I am working on it, have no fear. I have started Chapter Three of this, so I thought I would go ahead and post the rest of Chapter Two. I hope you enjoy it—the whole chapter together is twice as long as Chapter One! (And not just b/c of this a/n. Lol.)

Snow White

Chapter Two (Continued)

I ran to the palace but stopped abruptly when I saw the guards at the door.

"Hey guys. I can go in, right?"

They exchanged glances.

"Lily, you must promise you won't do anything to upset Prince Matthew further. He's very shaken up."

"Charles, why would I want to do anything to upset him? I came to try to calm him down."

He sighed and the other guard, Alexander, shrugged at him.

"All right, Lily. But be careful."

As the doors opened I gave them each a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks guys!"

I rushed upstairs, then realized I had no idea where I was going. Then I saw two more guards posted outside one of the doors. That had to be it. I walked briskly over to them.

"Guys, can I please go in and talk to Ma—Prince Matthew?"

"Lil, you can ask him. But I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you."

I sighed and steeled myself—I had absolutely no idea what the prince's reaction to me would be. I knocked lightly.

After a few long moments, I heard, "Who is it?"

"Matt, it's Lily. Please let me come in."

There was another agonizing pause.

"What do you want?"

"I just wanna talk to you. Please, Matt."

"Why should I trust you after last night?"

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" I asked quietly, wondering what horrible sin I could have committed.

"You—you never told me you were a wolf—and it was a full moon last night—and—"

"Matt, I'd forgotten it was a full moon last night because of my mom being sick and your treating Ryder and me the way you did in the beginning. Besides, I thought you knew! How was I supposed to know you didn't know who I was? Everyone here knows me."

"Well . . . I suppose . . . No, you didn't hurt me. You—you rather—startled me, though."

I sighed. "I'm sorry, Matt. I'm really, very sorry."

After another brief pause, in which I swear my heart stopped beating, the door slowly opened.

"All right, Lily. You can come in."

I smiled and walked into the room. When one of the guards began to follow, Prince Matthew glared at him.

"Only Lily is allowed in this room until I say so, Ethan. Is that clear?"

"But—your highness—"

"Is that clear, Ethan?"

"Yes, your highness," he said with a slight bow, backing away.

Matt closed the door and turned to me. "Lily, you're all flushed. Is something wrong?"

"No. Not at all," I lied, trying to back away.

The truth was that being alone in his room, so close to him, smelling that intoxicating, spicy scent of his was sending unfamiliarly naughty thoughts racing through my brain. All my senses were alert, and I was afraid to speak or move. If I scared him or broke his trust . . . He'd never be my mate.

"Lily?"

I shook my head roughly, trying to remove those thoughts from my formerly innocent mind.

"Yes?"

"I . . . Was there anything else you wanted to talk about?" he asked, taking a seat on his bed and gesturing to the spot beside him. I fought back a whimper, but sat delicately on his large bed.

He just stared at me with those beautiful, sparkly blue eyes, and for nothing could I have broken our eye contact.

"I . . . uh . . . Matt, I . . . I didn't hurt you last night, did I?"

He blushed. I made this wonderful prince blush! I was afraid to know now what I had done when we were all alone in that dark basement. I bit back a groan that was produced half from my concern and half from the heat that such thoughts as mine brought on.

"No, Lily. You didn't hurt me at all. In fact, you barely touched me."

"Barely?" Barely! Meaning I had touched this forbidden love of mine!

He turned a deep crimson and I caught the scent of a man . . . aroused. I felt the blood rush to my face. Was he thinking about something that had happened the previous night between us, or had his mind wandered?

He cleared his throat. "Er . . . yes, well . . . either way, no one was hurt . . ."

He was not answering my question, but I could see—and smell—that his mind was on anything but the words coming from his mouth.

"Y—your highness . . . Maybe I should be going . . ." I said, standing. It was getting difficult for me to control myself.

He grabbed my arm. "No, Lily. Please stay?"

I let out a whimper and he let go of my arm as if I'd burned him. He smelled slightly of fear, but the scent of his arousal strongly overpowered it. I stopped, but didn't sit down again; we stared at each other. His heartbeat was racing so that I would have feared for him had my own heart not been pacing his.

"Lily," he breathed.

I took in a sharp breath and sat down again, still staring into his darkened eyes.

"Yes?"

"You . . . Last night . . . Do wolves . . . Do you truly have only one mate? One true love in your lifetime?"

"Yes."

"And you know for sure who they are? When you meet them?"

"If we're old enough to understand, yes."

"Lily." His face was inching closer. "Have you met your mate yet?"

Oh cripes. What did I do?

"I . . . Yes. I have . . ."

Oh, those tantalizing lips . . . Soft, creamy skin, but with callused hands—who knew from what a prince could earn callused hands—but they were nice.

"Lily."

Oh, why won't he stop saying my name like that?! That voice will drive me crazy! And he's so close!

I felt myself trembling, and I knew that he saw because one of his hands found its way to my back, pulling me even closer to him.

"Yes?"

"May I kiss you, Lily?"

(To be continued . . . In chapter 3, of course.)

Avelyn Lauren: Of course Matthew knows family history. But you don't. ;) I shall explain later on in the story, but there is reason to this. Thank you for reminding me to explain, though, I hadn't really thought much about how that would sound. But yes, he understands about Wolf and all that, but . . . Ah, well, musn't give anything away.

JackieSparrow40: Thank you so much! That's so sweet! I so know what you mean about Wolf—isn't he just adorable?! Hehe. The things I could do with him . . . But I'll save that for my next story. ;)

SugaAngel86: Hey Heather! Girl, of course I'm evil! We knew that already. Hello? Lol. But you've gotta give me snaps for sending you this chapter early, right? I lux you! Lol. Thank you for reviewing! (PS: Flower!!!)

Also special thanks to my other reviewers—I love you guys! W/o you I would have totally forgotten and left this story (and I love working on this story now!), especially tajb, who sent me a two year wake up call! J :

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