The Lycan Prince’s Puppy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

Violet“I see you’ve come back to your dorms,” Esther said, a fake smile plastered on her lips.“I have,” I answered shortly.“Good,” she squeezed her eyes together. “I won’t report you. You’ve already been through so much.”I felt something twist in my stomach. Seeing this woman smile in my face after all the things I knew about her bothered the crap out of me. Whether it was a real or fake smile, she didn’t have any right to laugh.“Thank you, ma’am. That’s kind of you.”I waited for her to leave, but at the same time, I knew she wouldn’t. She had clearly come here because she wanted something from me. However, it was still unclear what she wanted.She kept staring at me with that uncomfortable grin on her face, like she had practiced it beforehand.After some time, she took a small huff. “Do you really not want Starlight to expel those girls, sweetheart?”There it was again. She was trying to push me—wanted me to think about it and get angry, lose control so I could light up Starli

VioletOf course they were pushing for Chrystal as mistress.By now, I kind of knew what to expect of Lyperians, so it wasn’t supposed to come as a surprise—neither Chrystal nor the other mistresses.But hearing her name…that changed everything.Each time I tried to convince myself that whatever had happened, happened, and I didn’t care anymore. But the impact that name left on me said otherwise. There was still so much pain, anger, but definitely not fear. Not anymore.Still, I just couldn’t bear the thought of her standing next to Kylan, getting some kind of title, being praised by people, even if they were her own. The thought made my stomach twist.I swallowed, hard. “Is that what you want?” I chuckled bitterly. “For Chrystal to be your mistress?”Kylan’s eyes narrowed, and then he started laughing. “No,” he choked. “No, she will not be my mistress. I’ll deal with it in the future.”“Oh. Okay.”I stared down at the table, picking at some food. “But you do want a mistress?”It was

Violet“Is he going to say something?”My attempt to whisper had failed dramatically as the loud words left my mouth. Kylan, who was beside me, didn’t answer. He was too focused on the scene in front of us.We sat inside the cave, around the same fire as last time. Aelius sat across from us, his legs crossed, hands resting on his lap, and eyes closed like he was in some sort of deep sleep.It had been minutes since he had taken this position, and while I could laugh about it at first, I didn’t know how to feel about it anymore.Was I nervous? Excited? Frustrated?There was one thing I did know, and that was that I was ready to learn something—anything. I had come here with the right mindset, only for this old man to ignore us like we weren’t even present.I gave Kylan an elbow, forcing him to look at me.“What?”“Is he breathing?” I asked, tilting my head to inspect Aelius.Kylan chuckled softly. Then he pointed a weak finger at Aelius as if to ask me why I wasn’t paying attention. On

VioletOuch.Leave it to Aelius to humble me.“You are different from the others. The Alpha King’s blood that runs through your veins is too strong for such a weak body. You’re simply not ready.”By now, I knew this was typically Aelius. He didn’t hold back. He was always like this. No matter what, when it was time to offend anyone, he went straight to the point.“Not even in shifting class?” I asked carefully.“Especially not in shifting class,” he said, his eyes going even wider at the first word.Once again, I didn’t know if this was just some piece of advice or something he had actually seen.I looked down at my lap, thinking about his warning. I didn’t understand it completely, but I could feel what he meant. All my life, I had been unable to control Lumia, who would just do what she wanted.There were days when she felt close—where she would share my anger, my pain, my happiness. But there were also days where she would suddenly vanish, like she didn’t want to be part of me at a

VioletI stared at him, heart pounding in my chest, trying to process what he’d just said.“But if you want me to…I can take care of you again.”It was such a simple request, yet nothing about Kylan had ever been simple. Did I want him to? Of course. But before I would make a complete fool of myself, I waited for him to push me off, to tell me he had changed his mind. Only, it never happened.Still straddling him, I slowly reached up and cupped his face in my hands. My thumbs brushed his cheekbones as I looked into his eyes, filled with sincerity.“It’s not just want,” I whispered. “I need you. But only if you want this too…not out of pity or obligation.”I knew I had now given him the power to stop, but I didn’t care. It wasn’t just about me. I didn’t want to force him, I wanted him to want me just as much.Kylan frowned. “You don’t get it,” he murmured, flipping us with ease so that he was on top of me. “I’ve always wanted this.”His face hovered just inches above mine, dark and int