Tricking the trickster

Pain. Humiliation. Frustration. Annoyance. Anger and anything that comes along with a negative emotion. That's exactly what Madeline was feeling as she sat in front of Boston in a posh restaurant.

"Boston, you are not doing well by forcing me into this. You very well know who I am connected to and who I am. I am the hunter's bloodline princess, and the future wife of the council of the human kingdoms," Madeline gritted through her teeth.

Boston who was looking in the menu to see what he should order with a human, looked up lazily from the menu, a soft smirk playing on his lips.

"I never forced you into this, Princess Madeline. You can call your future husband and ask him to take you away from here. You can also call your father or whoever you want to call here. Do it. I won't stop you," Boston said, and Madeline narrowed her eyes.