Rye couldn't get enough of kissing Xavier. Every time they pulled away to get dressed they would come back to each other like two magnets.
Xavier couldn't remember the last time he was so happy. A weight had been lifted off his chest and he could finally breathe. He slid the straps of Rye's dress back on her shoulders and kissed the skin on which they rested.
Rye sighed and turned back around. She tied his bowtie and waited for a kiss.
Xavier raised his hands to her face and pulled her in for a lingering kiss.
"Do you want to go back to the party or do you want to go upstairs?" Xavier asked as he swiped the stray hairs away from Rye's face.
Rye leaned her body against Xavier and a sleepy smile spread across her lips, "I want to go upstairs."
"Okay," Xavier kissed her forehead. He scooped her up in his arms and headed for the door.
Outside the greenhouse, the three guards stood still as statues as Xavier carried Rye out.
"Post three new guards outside of my room," Xavier told the guards without taking his eyes off of Rye.
The party continued downstairs in full swing, but Xavier had no interest. His happiness was in his arms.
Once inside his room, he carried Rye over to his bed and sat her down.
"I'll grab you a t-shirt to change into," He said.
Rye nodded and she laid back on the bed.
Xavier changed into some sweats and grabbed a shirt for Rye. When he came back he found his beautiful mate at his table looking at a photograph of his mom.
"She likes you," He said walking up to her.
Rye looked at him skeptically, "I don't believe that."
Xavier laughed, "She has a strange way of treating people that she likes."
" If that is how she treats people that she likes then I don't want to know what she does to people she doesn't like." Rye turned back around for Xavier to unzip her. Once he did, she slipped off the dress and pulled on the white cotton shirt he had bought for her. Her heels were next to go.
"My mom is one of the strongest women I know. He taught me everything I know about being a monarch."
Rye took a seat on the bed and Xavier followed her.
"I've already told you that my dad started losing his mind when I was 12..." Xavier stared out the window as he remembered his father, "Within a year he was completely gone. He didn't even recognize us. My mom had taken it upon herself to hold the kingdom together. At the time, women had no say, not even the queen luna. My mom hid the fact from everyone that my father had lost his mind. Only Mardick, the beta and I knew. She made all the decisions for the kingdom from behind the scene until I was old enough to to take my father's place. She taught me everything...how to read people, how to be fair and just with my rulings, how to negotiate."
Rye listened attentively. She had known Ellanore was a strong woman but to hold together a whole kingdom...Rye feared she could never.
"She must have been a terrific queen," Rye said quietly.
Xavier looked at her and smiled, "And you will be as well."
Rye scrunched up her nose, "I don't know."
"I know," Xavier said. He leaned forward and kissed her full lips.
"I'm tired," Rye said.
"Go to sleep, my love."
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Queen Material ( Ace of Queens #1)Werewolf
"My heart is in your hands...do with it as you please." Rye Alden counted herself lucky for not inheriting the werewolf genes from her mother. She was content with her ordinary life and her human father. But when tragedy strikes and her father is k...