Chapter 61: Cinnamon buns

The feeling of waking up naked and in the arms of my lover was so perfectly heavenly. From the warmth of his bare skin against mine, to the softness of his hold on me, enclosing my body within his strong arms. At least… it was heavenly perfect until Ophelia burst into the room, a mortified look appearing on her face the moment she saw me naked underneath Nicholas who held me tightly, covering any inch of me that was too exposed.“You… wha!” I could see the conflicted look of awkwardness, rage and confusion all over her eyes. Eventually she sighed and said, “Get dressed and come to the living room… both of you.”She made a move to close the door behind herself before turning back and looking Nicholas straight in the eye, “You better make sure you don’t break her heart. Because if you do, I’ll torture you for eternity!”“Pretty sure you walking into the room and making this awkward is already torture enough, Ophelia…” Nicholas mumbled.“What was that?” She exclaimed.He raised his hands

Chapter 62: The rabbit and the fox

As we walked towards the stage, my hands became sweaty to the point where I refused to hold Nicholas’ hand. He frowned and then gave a reassuring smile. After wiping off what I could from my hand, I gave it to him. Immediately, I could feel a cold sensation against my hand. It was gentle and calming, like a soft, cool, refreshing breeze on a warm summer day. I looked up at him again and he smiled back at me before softly rubbing his thumb against my hand, letting that soothing, cool feeling flow through me.“Would you like me to do the talking?” he asked softly.I shook my head before saying, “Y-you can begin. I’ll finish it off.”He nodded in understanding and then we took to the stage. There were quite a few eyes on us, some confused, others frustrated at us having stopped the fun. And then there were the cameras, staring almost right into our souls. I never once let go of Nicholas’ hand, and he never made me.He cleared his throat into the mic, catching everyone’s attention before

Chapter 63: A night at the Golden Magnolia

It was settled, the wedding would be held in Bouvardia, right here amongst the flower fields. It would be the perfect way to put an end to Dante’s violence… or so I thought.Nicholas and I had stayed throughout most of the festivities, lost in our own world. We were full of paint and sweets and flowers, and we smelled like wood fire and food. Nicholas had bags and bags of clothing, trinkets and food items. Most of the items were his and I’d discovered that Nicholas was a bit of a sucker for anything Bouvardian. They were, according to him, the best quality in the world. I didn’t mind watching him succumb to his shopping frenzy. It was the most fun I’d had… ever and I almost felt guilty at how happy I was. My only solace was that the outcome of all of this would help free humanity.Everyone else had left by the time the sun had begun to sink below the horizon, and we’d grown weary of all of the festivities. That was when we’d decided to book into a nearby Inn.The Golden Magnolia was a

All Chapters of Mated to the Lycan King : Chapter 61 - Chapter 63

Chapter 61: Cinnamon buns

Chapter 62: The rabbit and the fox

Chapter 63: A night at the Golden Magnolia