Chapter 45

Kate POV:

"My head hurts," I mutter, rubbing my forehead. "Am I dead yet?" I blink my eyes to adjust to the light coming from the window.

"Tiara, where are we?" I ask in a panic.

I look around, confused. This is Lawrence's room, but how did I find myself on his bed? I was almost dead before I blacked out.

"Tiara, what's going on? " I exclaim in pain. My head hurts from so much thinking.

"Relax, Kate. Everything is alright," Tiara says warmly.

"What happened? I don't remember anything," I say, resting my back on the headboard.

"I actually found a way to escape death," she says casually.

She explains how she escaped and told Travis everything that happened.

"And, Kate, don't you think it's time for you to get ready for the birthday party?" she smirks, her playful side coming to play.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"The lady? Her daughter? Birthday?" she says.

I look at the clock on the nightstand.

"It's almost time. I need to get ready before she comes," I say, rushing into the bathroom.

"Get your lazy ass ready because we need to make a great first impression as a Luna Queen," she says proudly.

I choose to ignore her sassy comment.

I walk into the closet with a towel wrapped around me, pulling my hair into a high ponytail. My clothes had been moved into Lawrence's room.

I step back into the room to find Lawrence laying lazily on the bed, his legs crossed, hands behind his head, and eyes closed.

He looks so handsome with a denim jacket on, just like mine, a white T-shirt, and black ripped jeans.

I can not stop the urge to kiss him, so I walk towards him and place a light kiss on his lips.

Before I can stand up, he pulls me down, my nose touching his.

His eyes focus on mine, a smirk playing on his lips and his hands holding me in place.

"You could have just asked for a kiss instead of stealing one," he says with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh, I was...er...forget it. Just let me go," I say, faking hurt.

"What? Why would I let you go when it feels good holding you close to me," he says teasingly.

"I am hungry, so let me go," I say, trying to wriggle out of his hold.

"Not to worry. I brought something for you to eat," he says, pointing towards a plate of mac and cheese on the nightstand.

He releases me from his hold before placing the plate on my lap.

"Thanks," I say with a smile.

"Are you feeling okay?" he asks worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm feeling good," I reply, taking a bite from my food.

He keeps glancing at my hair and then my face with a frown on his perfect face.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"Why is your hair in a ponytail?" he asks, his frown still in place.

I give him a confused look. "Because I like it that way. Why?" I ask.

He sighs. "I don't like your hair in a ponytail."

"Are you saying I don't look good with a ponytail?" I ask with a scowl.

"No, you look gorgeous, but I like seeing the full length of your hair," he says, pouting.

I laugh at his expression.

"Okay, I understand, but I am not losing this ponytail," I say matter-of-factly.

I place the empty plate on the nightstand before turning my attention back to him.

"A lady I met yesterday invited me to her daughter's birthday, and she will be here to pick me up in a few minutes," I say with a wide simile.

"Who is she?" he asks.

"Aria and her daughter's name is Sadie."

"I am going with you," he says, leaving no room for argument.

I sigh loudly. "Okay. Let go; she will be here soon," I say, taking the empty plate before pulling Lawrence towards the kitchen.

"Kate, I hope you are feeling okay now?" Elisa asks, concerned.

"Yes, I have never felt so great," I say with a simile.

"Excuse me, your highness, a lady is here asking for you," a girl with brown eyes and black hair says, eyes focused on the floor.

"Okay, thanks," I say with a smile. She raises her head, a smile on her lips, before rushing out of the room.

I place the plate in the dishwasher before walking towards the living room with Lawrence trailing behind me.

"Hi, Aria," I say, walking towards her before pulling her into a hug.

She pulls back with a smile before bowing down in respect to Lawrence.

"Your highness."

"I know you invited only me, but he insisted on coming along," I say with a smile.

"No problem. I am sure Sadie will be so happy to see you two," she says with a grin.

We arrive at her place within 30 minutes since her home is a little far from the mansion.

Her house has a warm atmosphere and is decorated with flowers, and few people were invited since it was a little family party.

"Your highness!" A girl who looks like a much younger version of Aria runs towards us in surprise.

"You must be Sadie," I say with a sweet friendly smile.

"Yes, oh my god, you're here!" she says happily.

"Your mum invited us, so how is the birthday party going?" I ask, looking around and seeing everyone's eyes on us.

I see Lawrence smiling with his hands tucked in his pockets and amusement in his eyes.

"It's going well. Best birthday ever," she says, grinning happily.

Sadie is a fun girl to be around. Lawrence gets comfortable talking with the guys.

It is wonderful. I actually needed to get to know more people in my life.

"That was wonderful," I say, falling flat on the couch when we got home from the party.

I promised Sadie I would teach some of my fighting styles to her, and she was so happy and sad when it was time to leave.

"It looks like someone had a good time today," Jack says, entering the room.

"Yes, you should have seen Lawrence dance," I say, laughing while Lawrence sends me a playful glare.

I forced Lawrence to dance since he was behaving so grumpily.

"That would have been something to watch," Jack says, laughing.

"Oh, look at who's talking. I can't believe you were scared of your own shadow," he retorted.

"It was just a misunderstanding. I thought my shadow was someone else," I say.

It's not my fault the light was dim. The moonlight was the only light seen through the room, and I mistook my shadow for someone else.

"Sure, it was," he says, not buying my story.

"Whatever," I say, rolling my eyes.

I leave him and go towards our room. I change into my nightwear before laying on the bed.

Later, Lawrence joins me on the bed, my back facing him while he places his hand on my waist, pulling me closer to him.

I fall into a deep sleep.

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"Wake up, bitch," a voice calls.

I blink, looking around, but all I can see is darkness.

"You survived my last attempt but not this one," the voice growls harshly.

I feel a hand around my neck holding me tightly, cutting off the air from my lungs.

"Leave me," I say, trying to pull the hand away desperately.

"You must die, and no one will save you," the voice says as my eyes begin to blur and my body gets weak.

I tried to wriggle, but the hands on my neck got tighter.

"Help me, please," I manage to choke out before welcoming my fate.