Page 3 of Tiger Enchantress's Secret Love

I don’t know how I can help him though, “what do you mean though? How can I help you? What would I even be able to do?”

He purses his lips, and he looks at me curiously, “I’m not completely sure but maybe you can go with me. I don’t know if that’s what to do but maybe if you see them, something will jog your mind?”

I don’t know if I like that, pursing my lips, “what do you mean? I don’t know if that is a good idea, Prince Lincoln. I am not very well known in certain ways and it’s very possible that they might see me as a ‘sham’. I know what they say about me.”

“You do?” He asks me curiously.

“Why wouldn’t I?” I finally ask him, feeling a bit more curious about this, “I mean, I know what they say about someone like me. I might be a shifter, but I am different. I have many powers to do things very unexpected and I know that I have visions, but it doesn’t matter how truthful I am about them, of course, I can’t do anything about it. But at least I can know that I tried.”

“I don’t understand it, especially if you’re doing the right thing.” He murmurs softly, giving me a look that sends butterflies in my stomach, “If there is any way that I can help, please let me know that way I can do my best to help you. I want you to feel safe in this.”

“My mother was killed because of her visions.” I explain to him, making him look at me like I’m crazy, “by the Royal family at that. Of course, I don’t expect you to do anything about it, but I hope that you can make sure it doesn’t happen to me.”

“If you can help me, find the bastard out to kill me, I will do WHATEVER you want.” He assures me, a husky tone in his voice that sends a shiver down my spine, “I promise.”

I know that I should say no but I’m trying to make sure that I can do everything in my power to get this right. I thought that this would go really badly but it seems like he wants to test the waters and see what I do about it.

Of course, two can play that game.

“Sure.” I murmur softly, holding out my hand to him, “Let’s get this done.”

I just hope that I don’t live to regret it.

Chapter Four

Lincoln

When I brought Paisley back home with me, I’m not even sure what I was expecting. I know that she is different from everyone else around here, but I didn’t know that she would be everything that I could have wanted in a female. I wouldn’t say that I am picky, and I wouldn’t say that I have done things to a certain degree, but I have been through so much in my life, I have this feeling she’s going to do everything for me.

It made me a bit nervous as I showed her around the pack, letting her see everything. I couldn’t be completely sure of how this would go but something told me it was going to be alright. The one thing I didn’t like is when other men are gawking at her like they are going to eat her up or something. That makes me mad because there’s no way in damn hell that she needs to be treated like that.

I look up at her and I notice that Paisley is looking at me curiously. She is wearing a beautiful, flowing black dress that almost seems like a sundress. It hugs her in all the right places, showing off the length of her legs and the curves of her breasts. She wears jewels, showing off everything. I wonder what to do about her, it makes me a bit curious to see what she thinks.

“What are you staring at?” I ask her softly, my heart pounding in my chest.

“I was just thinking how I never realized how handsome you were until I saw you in person.” She murmurs softly, raising an eyebrow at me and making my heart skip a beat, “You’re everything that a girl could want, and I don’t understand how you don’t have a mate. It makes no sense.”

“I just haven’t found the right person yet.” I tell her, hoping that she understands it completely, “but I think my luck is going to change.”

I see the flash in her eyes and her cheeks go a little pink. I don’t mind flirting, in fact, I like it. But if she told me she didn’t want me to do that, I would respect it. I totally want to flirt with her more now and make her mine. I want to do everything in my power to do precisely that because it is becoming more and more clear that she might be a bit interested in me like I thought she would be. A part of me wondered if maybe I was going to fall in love with her and if she would be the perfect princess.

Shit, my parents would have killed me though. She might be beautiful, and she might be everything to me but unfortunately, it wouldn’t matter to them. They would have preferred it if I picked a Princess, someone to gain allies with. Of course, I really didn’t give a damn about that, and I was just trying to do everything in my power to make sure that I wasn’t going to get screwed out of everything. Due to what I have been through, I have been trying to decide what to do about it, but everything told me at that moment that I need to think for myself, or I’ll end up regretting everything.

“So, what are you thinking about?” I ask her, looking around, “Does anyone stand out to you?”

She just shakes her head and purses her lips, “honestly, no. I thought that I would get a read on someone out here, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. I wish that I could give you more answers, but I think it will happen with time.”

“Lincoln!” I suddenly hear Lauren yelling, walking towards us as Paisley looks at him curiously, “Is this the witch?”

I don’t like that immediately, “don’t talk about her like that! She’s going to help me find the person out to get me. I thought that you would have been all for it.”

I am all for it.” He assures me, rolling his eyes, “but what I’m not okay with is her using you. What is she getting in return? What did she ask for?”

She looks about ready to bash his face in and I honestly wouldn’t have been able to blame her. A part of me wishes that maybe something would go right and that I wouldn’t be having to deal with all of this but something else is telling me that this is only the beginning. I wish it wasn’t the case, but I have high hopes right now. I just hope that I can do everything in my power to make sure that this goes the way I need it to.

Paisley is giving him an odd look, one that I’m not a hundred percent sure about. I’m staring at her because it’s clear to me that she is examining him. I look at my best friend and there’s no way that I could even believe that he is the one who would try to kill me. I mean, why would he? He gains nothing from my death. I will say that he has been acting a little odd but nothing short of the way he has always been.

“Lauren, please treat her with the respect that she deserves.” I tell him, giving him a look as I am being serious, “I don’t want to have to tell you again. Okay?”

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