The Lycan King’s Arranged Bride

Ronan’s POV “Who gave you that ring?” The question left my mouth before I could stop it. I didn’t know why I cared. I only knew that the sight of that emerald ring on her finger had irritated me more than it should have. Josie’s fingers immediately closed around it protectively, as if she thought I was going to take it from her. My jaw tightened. Why the fuck did that bother me? “That’s none of your business,” she snapped. Her eyes were filled with tears, but they didn't fall down her cheek; there was anger in them now. She wasn’t as fragile as she looked. I stared at her. She was my wife, yet I knew almost nothing about her. I didn’t even know who had given her the ring, and for some reason, I wanted to know badly. Sadie stepped closer to her. “Good,” she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Because you are nothing but a symbol of this alliance.” Josie’s jaw tightened, but her fiery gaze was not at Sadie, but at me. There was hurt in her eyes, but she quickly hid

Josie povRonan didn't sleep in this room. I was relieved about that. Last night's events flashed into my mind, and I whimpered. That was so embarrassing, not only did he see me naked, but that B.i.t.c.h dragged me out into the hall with nothing but a towel, and the matriarch of the royal family and princess Flora saw me like that, humiliated. I let out a long sigh. One day, just one day, and I'll get my revenge on those two.There was a knock on my door, and a maid entered. "Good morning, my lady," she said, eyes cast to the floor. I got out of bed and stood."Lady Gigi requests a meeting with you and his majesty in her office at 10. 30 A.M," she said, for once glancing around the room, maybe to check for his 'majesty.' I scoffed involuntarily, and her eyes widened. I only nodded, and she left the room. I went to take a shower, put on a pleated skirt, a vest top, and flats, and fixed my hair before leaving the bedroom. I stood outside the door for a long time. I was suddenly scared

Josie POVRonan's eyes locked onto mine, and my stomach dropped. He was coming, oh god and my legs refused to move. He was going to pounce on me and eat me. There won't be any consequences because he is the lycan king. His piercing eyes were on me, shooting daggers. His chest rose and fell. I took a step back, but I stumbled, and strong fingers caught my waist before I hit the ground. Ronan growled louder. Esau released me, and his body became tense. I gulped when Ronan was in front of me before I could even react. He grabbed my waist and every nerve in my body came alive. He pulled me to his side and started to walk. I tried to keep up, but I fell behind. He stopped dragging me, and his penetrating gaze held me captive. I was trembling. I opened my mouth to ask what I did wrong, but no words came out. "What do you think you're wearing?" A growl slipped out of his mouth. I think I was starting to get used to them because I didn't jump in fear. I glanced at my dress and looked

JosieI couldn't get what Tobias said out of my mind. My husband told his pack members not to treat me as a person but as a package. My chest tightened, and tears burned my eyes, but they didn't fall. In my bedroom, well, Ronan's bedroom, but he doesn't sleep in here. I spent the whole day doing nothing; I hate it. Back at home, I would be memorizing sauces and complaining about impossible assignments at culinary school instead, I'm trapped in this castle, this pack. My dream of becoming a Michelin chef and opening a renowned restaurant now seems unattainable. I feel tears in my eyes, and I let them fall. I cry for a dream I will never have. There is a small knock on the door, and I wipe my tears quickly."Yes." "Dinner is ready, ma'am. Everyone is waiting," she says softly. I get up, clean myself, put on a skirt and a vest, and wear flats before heading out. Who are the others? Kane is waiting to escort you to the dining."Good evening, my lady." he smiles gently. "Hi, Kane.

Josie When I opened my eyes, I found Ronan staring at me. His presence was heavy, filling up every part of the room. He was so domineering and powerful that I could feel it even though I'm not a lycan. I sat up quickly, pulling my knees to my chest, nervously glancing at him. His intense gaze was on my body. I wanted to reach for the sheets to cover myself, but I didn't. My body was hot. Ronan's gaze dropped to my injuries, especially my leg. The bandaged scrape must have caught his attention, because his jaw tightened slightly. His eyes raked over me, not in a way that felt improper. Without a word, he left and went into the bathroom. When the door shut, I finally thought I could breathe. However, my relief didn't last long when he returned to the room. He had a first aid kit in his hand. Ronan sat at the edge of the bed, and before I could even think of moving away, his hand was already on my leg. I flinched. "D-Don't," I warned, instinctively trying to pull back. But his g