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Chapter 34

Lucas's POV

I knew I made a big mistake not telling Kayla about our bond. I knew about it, but she didn't because she hadn't shifted yet. So I knew I needed to talk to her. I waited for an hour for her to spend time with her parents and calm down, then went up to her room. When I knocked, both her parents answered her door. They walked out, leaving the door open. I tried talking to her, reasoning with her. I even tried to stay calm because all I wanted to do was to toss her on that bed, mate, and mark what is mine. But when she got smart with me, disrespecting me, I didn’t like it one bit when she told me to leave her room. Did she forget that she was in my house? Just because she is my mate, I won't stand for disrespect. I’m the fucking king here; she’s not. Her grandfather might have been the mafia king, but I am the lycan king. I need to get this fellow's number. I’m sick of her not believing that I am the king. My aura slammed the bedroom door closed, and I quickly pushed her against the wall, demanding attention when I speak with her. Then I spoke in my Alpha tone, demanding respect.

“You listen to me, and listen well. This is my house. You and your family are just guests in my home. I invited you to help me. Do not make me regret it. Yes, we're mates. But I will not stand by and have you talk down to me. I don't give a damn who your grandfather is. I'm the mother-fucking lycan king. Do I make myself clear?” I leaned forward, smelling how good her hair smelled, then leaned into her neck, inhaling her scent. I was so close to her. I pushed up against her, knowing she felt my breath on her neck. She shivered when I nipped at her. Just a few more inches, I could have marked her. But I didn't. I will not force my mark on her. But she will not disrespect me in my own home. I felt her shiver when I pressed against her. Then I whispered in her ear.

“I can smell your arousal, little mate. Am I turning you on?” I slowly licked her neck, knowing what I was doing to her. She pushed me away; she was strong. I felt the force when she pushed me away. She opened the door, asking me to leave. Looking right into her eyes, I said fine, but after all is said and done, you are mine, little mate. I walked out the door with her slamming it behind me. I heard her slide down the door, chuckling to myself. I knew I took her breath away. I wanted to learn so much about her. I knew her family was ruthless. I just wanted to see how ruthless they really were. I walked over to my room and noticed her father standing by my door, waiting for me. Here we go.

“I know you were my daughter's mate when we drove up the driveway. Did you not think I heard you gasp when you looked at her? You might have heard about us, Lucas, but you have no idea what the hell we can do. We are the mafia family. You hurt one of us, you better pray that I'm the only one that comes after you because the rest will follow. You better not hurt my daughter. This might be your house, but she's right. You should have told her. I'm not being disrespectful, I'm being a protective father. Just watch your step around my kid. Other than that, when are we going to the filing building? I want to get this started.” I listened to what he had to say. I knew he was just being a father. If someone did this to my kid, I would be acting the same way, but maybe a little worse. But this is my home, so he's being respectful. My lycan even tempered at his words. Shit, my lycan feared this man. This is crazy.

“We will start tomorrow. I can get my cousin Corey to do the paperwork. But yeah, meet me in my office at seven in the morning. Jasmine should be there; she is the one that takes care of the deposits and the files. So, if she knows anything, she will let us know when we get there.” He nodded and stood there for just a second. Sighing, he finally said fine and then asked if we had ice cream and olives. I tried not to gag. What the hell did he need that for? Then I thought about it. Oh, his mate is pregnant.

“Yeah, it's in the kitchen. You're welcome to anything in there. I'm heading to bed. Just meet me in the office at eight am, and then we will go from there. It's time to start this.” He headed off while I went to bed. I took a shower and got out with just my boxers; I was ready for bed. I had a long day tomorrow.

“Jasmine POV

When I finally got rid of the last three lycans, I knew it was only a matter of time before they would find me again. I had to make sure they couldn't find the files I had hidden. I made three copies: one for Corey, the king's cousin, one for Tasha, and one for the king. I instructed the guy that if he hadn't heard from me in a few days, he should hand the files directly to them. He would be generously compensated for this. Until then, I had to leave. I had been in a small town for a few days now, hiding out in a run-down hotel. I didn't expect them to find me so quickly. I was trying to stay here for a few more days, but that plan wasn't going to work. 

As I sat in a cozy little restaurant having lunch with a cup of hot tea, I used a spray to cover my scent so no one would detect that I was a lycan. But, I hadn't thought about changing my appearance with a wig, a different hair color, or colored contact lenses. I immediately sensed them as they entered the door. 'Shit,' I thought to myself. I discreetly placed a few bills on the table to cover my meal, knowing they were looking for me. I pulled up the hood of my hoodie, hoping to escape unnoticed. As I got up to leave, leaving the money behind with the check, I instructed the waitress to keep the change. Walking out the door and down the sidewalk, I heard someone call my name. I pretended not to hear and quickened my steps as I knew they were close, maybe just a block away from me. 

“Jasmine Ray, I know that is you. You cannot hide from us forever. You are wanted back at the castle,” a voice called out. I immediately knew it wasn't by the king's orders; these were rogues. I could smell them; they tried to mask their scent, but with a lycan nose, I could detect them from a mile away. I needed to get out of there quickly, as they now knew I knew it was them. I heard them quicken their pace, and I knew it was time to flee. Running, I searched for a place to escape. 

Most doors were locked, but I remembered an abandoned building nearby. It was an old printing press company that I had explored one night. I knew everything about that building and made sure no humans were around when I did. I leaped onto the building, running and evading the rogue lycans who followed suit. They were closing in on me as I jumped through a cracked window into the old building, dislocating my shoulder in the process. With a quick, painful attempt, I managed to pop it back into place, hearing a crunch. 

Inside the building, the rogues were blocking my way out, and I had to think fast. “Jasmine, there is no use trying to escape. You are cornered. The boss wants you back; he didn't appreciate you running away. Either surrender the folders or come back with us and face death. The choice is yours,” they threatened. 

I recalled the old printing machines chained above the ceiling and noticed a lever beside me. With one kick, I triggered the mechanism, causing the machines to descend rapidly on the two rogues. I took advantage of the distraction and hurried out the window before jumping to the ground. 

Grabbing my bag and forsaking my car, I rushed to the train station. If I could get away, I could head to a town two stops over where they wouldn't expect me. The train ride would buy me time to change my appearance with a wig or colored hair. At least this time, I managed to escape. 

Arriving at the train station, I hoped to board unnoticed. Finding a seat in the back, I settled in, finally realizing how exhausted I was. As the train whistle blew and the man announced the last stop before it turned back, I hurriedly gathered my belongings, knowing I had to figure out my next move once again.”