CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Latest chapter

• MATED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER EIGHTY

  RILEY“Get out!” A voice shouted, immediately Martha and I set foot into the court.Then I freeze and look up at them, In as much as I wanted to walk in here with my head up high, I had to focus on my steps, in order to literally watch it so I won’t fall and make myself a spectacle.I had expected all eyes to be on me, for either bad reasons or good reasons. Bad Reason… I do not know what I am doing here.Good Reason… I looked so good I had to tear myself from Ryan grip as he didn’t want me leaving the room while looking this pretty. His words, not mine. Martha too had been shocked when we met at the front of my room…Ryan’s room. She has gasped, looked me up and down and said I had another type of glow that makeup cannot give. Only she knows what that means.And these had boosted my confidence. So I had expected for these women to see how pretty I look and maybe give me some silent accolade by ignoring me throughout this meeting.At least I would prefer being ignored than to be sh

• MATED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE

  RILEYLast night, Ryan came into bed, late as always.And as I rolled over so he can hold me, I met his already ready arms, held open for me. He had taken a shower and he smelled so good I could eat him up.As I was about to get back to sleep while being held tenderly by the sweetest man alive, his rough voice sounded in my ears.“The Women want you to stop by during their meeting tomorrow. I don’t know shit about what they do there, but I told their leader to not expect you, as I do not want you to be stressed.”And like that, every skin and thought of sleep vanished.The women?Is this deja vu?If he had given them the answer, while bring the topic to bed?I noticed Ryan’s hanging silence. He wanted me to say something in reply.What am I to say?What if I say what isn’t his expectation?“Okay. The Women...” I trailed off, while giving his chest a gentle rub. “You want me to go?”Dangerous question. Really dangerous.“Yeah.” His voice was low. Hesitant.Why?“Okay.”“You will?” I so

• MATED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT

  RYANForgotten.Forgotten.I am waiting for that tingle in my heart to come after saying that word.Nothing.I feel nothing.Even when it had happened, I had felt so numb it was abnormal. I had thought a gut wrenching pain would from guilt would have squeezed the life out of me. Or ill feel some kind of happiness…fulfilment.And, just like now, I waited.But nothing happened.A frown comes evident on my girl’s face.My smart girl might connect the dots.Would I tell her about it myself?No.Do I want her to find out?Never.Once that thought comes to my mind, I get the first feeling I have ever gotten regarding this matter. The left part of my chest begins to thump. In anticipation? Fear?I don’t just want her to find out.She had called me a beast before. Beast.And I hadnt liked her seeing me in that light. imp no angel, hell, the name beast does not even cover what I am. But she should not know that.She should never know.So before she can speak and ask questions I am wired to a

• MATED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN

  RILEY There is a hand on my lower belly. On my bare belly. The thumb is moving slowly, sluggishly caressing the spot right below my navel. I am half awake, and that touch is soothing. Speaking of soothing…soothing. As the activities of last night come to my thoughts, I instantly come awake as heat runs through my body, igniting my cheeks. I remember his lips on me. His hands on my skin. His mouth n my breast. His hands in my hair. His fingers in my… Just the thought of it brings a low heat in my lower belly. That spot where his palm is caressing igniting a new kind of fire in me. I had never felt that before. I had never felt that way before. The tender but swift moves of his fingers had brought me a kind of high I never wanted to come down from. When I eventually recovered, his lips were n me again. Kissing every spot his lips could reach. I kissed him back, while trying to follow my instincts and ride on that bulge that has somehow grown bigger. But, ag

• MATED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER SEVENTY- SIX

  RYANAs a king, I was taught to always keep my head held up high when I walk, so that I won’t be seen as weak and timid. And also, so that no oncoming thing would take me by surprise.I had always kept that in mind as one of the reasonable things that man had taught me.So I always walked with my head up high. Spoke with my heard up high, listened with my head up high.I walked in here with my head held up high, then why had I not noticed those blue eyes early enough?Well, that was because she had not been facing me. She hadnt had her eye on me. Her focus had been on…So, I had walked closer, and I saw Phil talking to a girl… I saw him smiling and talking to my girl.I stood still, watching them. I am still standing, watching themWatching as she smiles at him. Her hand even goes up to smooth back her packed her.She had packed her hair.From here, I can see the glint in the hair plastered in her scalp, as the way the soft breeze moves the end of it that falls down to her backside. T

• MATED TO THE LYCAN KING   CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE

  RILEYRyan did not come to bed again last night.We met, I spoke all of my heart out. I saw passion and something else that looked like restrain in his eyes, and I could swear he beat himself for the dark circles that were around my eyes.And I just knew he would come around at night.I had had a long bath with his soap and had gone ahead to firstly put the red silky night dress I have always had my eyes on whenever I see it hung in that wardrobe that is now mine. Well, mine till I am no longer needed. Then I had felt like I was being too… I don’t know the name to give it, but when the blush wouldn’t leave my face, I took of the dress and put on my usual black night dress.I just was excited that he would be coming to bed and I wanted to look good.Why?I don’t know. I had just been following instructions. Instructions my instincts gave me.I packed my hair to a tight uncomfortable bun and held it still with a hair clip with the shape of a blue bow.All glossed up from the shiny lot