Their Hidden Princess Novel

---- Chapter 78 The blurred voices around me stab through the darkness. At first, they're muffled and | can only make out a few words around garbled yelling. | tried to protest. | didn't trust any of those people in that house. | tried to pull out of whoever's grasp | was in. My hands were covered and set back in my lap. There's another flash and then the voices were louder, more clear. But my vision was still dark as night, keeping me shrouded away. "You asked me to invite her so you could show her a good time. Tell me this is not what you meant?!" Alessia. She was angry.

Screaming, actually. "| didn't know this was his plan!" Another voice. Deeper and still familiar yet not one I'd spoken with myself. "He literally just asked me to make sure you invited her. Said it was important." "Gods fucking damn it, Petyr!" Alessia again. Petyr must have been the lower voice. "Trying to fucking assault her is not showing her a good time. You should be ashamed!" "| am!" Petyr snapped back. "This is disgusting behavior. In my own bathroom too!" "Fuck your bathroom!" Alessia shrieked. "This is about more ---- than your fucking bathroom!

You're lucky I'm not going to the Headmaster." There was a pause. The air in the room felt thick with tension and something else. Sweat? Terror? "You should," Petyr finally said. His voice was softer, almost a whisper. "He was out of line. | don't want him in my house anymore. Let alone my fucking school. He's a disgrace to wolves everywhere." Alessia scoffed. "Something we finally fucking agree on." | slipped into the darkness once again. A few muffled voices. surrounded me. One was definitely Loren's, shrieking with panic. The words faded in and out of focus.

| tried blinking but was met with only darkness. | was vaguely aware of hands up my back and legs. Someone was carrying me. "-will it wear off? This is horrible," Loren's voice faded in. "I can't believe | let her go somewhere alone. I'm a terrible friend. This is insane. |-" "Moonbeam," A lower voice. Maximus? He sounded deadly calm. "Panicking about it now isn't going to help. We got her. She just needs to sleep it off." "So it will wear off?" | could hear the nervousness in her voice. " I've only heard of people using wolfsbane on prisoners.

You ---- never hear what happens to them after." Wolfsbane. That's what had made me feel so loopy. | wasn't drunk; I was drugged. | knew nothing about wolfsbane other than that it was deadly to humans. | couldn't imagine what kind of damage it would do to awolf. | started to panic and stirred in Maximus's arms. | tried to force words out of my mouth but they came out garbled and slurred "Shh," Maximus adjusted me in his arms. "I've got you, love. You'll be okay." 1 It was the last thing | heard before | slipped back into the darkness again. | felt light piercing my eyelids.

| slowly opened my eyes then slammed them back shut when | was blinded by what appeared to be sunlight. | hissed and curled into myself. There was a soft fabric under my head. | burrowed into it. | groaned deeply, trying to remember what happened All| remembered was getting drinks with Loren at the party. Then, everything seemed to be a far-off memory. Like a dream I'd forgotten. | groaned again as | felt the pounding sensation in my skull. Was | hungover? ---- "Easy," a voice said, softly. 'I'l close the curtains.

Your eyes still may be sensitive." "'Are," | mumbled into the pillow I'd burrowed myself into. The bright light faded significantly, and | tried to open my eyes again. My lids felt like lead weights over them. Very, very slowly, my vision came back to me. It started with a mess of shapes, blurred around the edges then melted into colors and shapes | could recognize. | was in a dorm room. A man's at that, judging by the lack of décor. 1 There was only one bed, presumably the one | was in, and a dresser. | groaned again as | swept the room. My head continued to throb.

There was a person sitting at the desk in the room. Their outline was the only thing | could discern at that point. It was familiar yet still blurry.