บททั้งหมดของ Mate to the Lycan king: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Leon took me to the interrogation room, and as I looked around at all the convicts in custody, I suddenly regretted having told him about the poisoning. His grave expression told me that something bad was about to happen. “Considering that you will be my queen in the future, I hope you will study hard during this trial. Don’t speak, just watch,"Leon spoke to me in an irresistible tone. His eyes were cold and unfeeling, and covered with frost. My wolf is jumping with excitement and looking forward to the next show. I stood quietly behind Leon, trying not to let Shirley influence my thoughts. In fact, I tried to get Shirley to be quiet, but she ignored me completely. Leon's slender shadow was reflected in the candle-light, motionless as a sculpture. The sound of hurried footsteps mingled with the scraping of chains against the floor outside the door, and I could smell a faint scent of blood in the air. Nervously, I gripped the skirts of my skirts on either side as the door open

“When I became a werewolf, you started nagging me about what to do and what not to do. Why don’t you ask me what I want to do?” " I muttered to myself. “Do I even have a choice? If I had, I should not have been the prince's companion. I could have had a normal life. But everything changed. I met the prince for no reason, and then my supposed mate sent me to prison. And now an attempt has been made to poison me! Another innocent man died tonight because of it. It’s all insane!” I clutched my hair anxiously, feeling like a madman who had lost his senses. “I hate it here. I do not want to be a fucking werewolf queen if I can help it. Fuck werewolves and fuck princes!” " I growled, startling Shirley. She said nothing to me; she dared not even make a sound. Instead of disappearing, she hid for a moment. When I had done venting, I sat back heavily on my stool, my chest heaving with heavy breathing. For a long time all was quiet, until a man's voice sounded in my ear. “Wow! Great speec

“The difference between a werewolf and a human is that when a werewolf says sex, he will definitely have sex. When a werewolf says kill, he kills. Werewolves never hide their inner desires,"Leon’s eyes blazed as he spoke to me in a low voice. “Now I want to have sex with you. Kneel down and take-off my pants.” I knelt between Leon's legs, and just as my hands were about to take off his trousers, Leon immediately took them away, saying, " “Use your mouth!” I bit the edge of Leon's trousers with my mouth, and the muscles of his legs shook involuntarily as my lips touched his cold skin. I slowly pulled Leon's pants down from top to bottom with my mouth, and his underwear and pants fell to the floor. As soon as he lifted his foot, Leon threw his trousers aside. “Now, do what you want. Listen to your heart and release your inner desires!” Leon touched my hair. “You don’t have to hide yourself in front of your mate!” His words gave me sufficient courage. I did not feel that I should

“Here is the black wolf mark on Helen,” Mark said as he opened the lid of the wooden box. I glanced furtively out of the corner of my eye, and saw in the box a bloody arm with a triangular spike tattooed on it. The mark stared at me like a malevolent eye, causing me to cover my chest with my left hand. I breathed carefully, trying to calm my fears. “It really is the mark of the black wolf!” Leon glanced at the box, but his face remained unchanged. It seemed as if he was used to seeing these bloody things. “Then you know what to do. Just do it!” Leon ordered Mark in an alpha tone. “Yes, my prince!” Mark closed the lid of the wooden box and left the room, his manner still cold. It was only a few hours since I had last seen him, and he had been able to investigate the poisoning. What was clear was that Mark was a fighter who did not talk much, but was efficient and had earned Leon's trust. At that moment I had lost my appetite and felt sick to my stomach. A few pieces of

The first warm rays of the morning were on my face. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly opened them. The other side of the bed was empty. He was gone, gone again, as on the first night. Leon always left without my knowledge. No good morning greetings, no farewell kisses. I felt sad and lost, and the smell of him still lingered on the other side of the bed. I shifted my body to the position in which Leon had slept the night before, my face pressed against the silk sheet. A faint smell of grass filled my nose. I imagined touching Leon’s cheek and kissing his lips. Oh, what is wrong with me? Why do I feel so sorry for him? I felt as if my heart and body had departed with him. At that moment a voice from outside interrupted my thoughts. “Miss Emily, are you up?” From outside the door came the cautious voice of a maid. “Oh, yes! I’m getting up!” I sat up to answer the voice outside the door. “Can you come in and serve me now?” " the maid asked again. I cleared my