The Lycan King’s Favorite Breeder のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Chapter 12. Lucinda's POV. He's here! The severity of his presence weighed deeply in my mind. This wasn't a friendly visit. He was probably here because of what he had heard and now it was my duty to pretend like it wasn't true. I didn't want to be in the mix of people who would shove things under the carpet just to be able to feel good. I fixed my face and walked out. "Good evening, sir. May I ask what you want?" I said in a cheerful tone masking my fear. Darcus' heated gaze ran across my full length and I felt a bit weird. I knew deep down that this was going to escalate. I just didn't know how far it would go. "I need two donuts, and some juice or whatever you have." He said, his eyes raking all over my body in perusal yet sending sparks down my body. "Um... Sorry to disappoint you, sir, but we are close for the night." I laughed nervously, hoping that he would take the hint and move on. I locked gazes with my server who looked at me as though I had run mad. If I didn't di

Lucinda's POV. My heart skipped a bit immediately when I heard the words. I blinked twice just to be sure that I truly heard what I felt I did because this was insane. What were the odds that we would ever meet and have such a discussion? Except if this was predestined here, I was trying to figure out what exactly the problem could be.I blinked twice again to prove that I had absolutely no idea of what was happening. My heart and mind remained on what was in front of me instead of figuring out the future. "I don't think I quite understand what you are talking about but..." His eyes remained focused on mine as though to tell me that I didn't have any right to object. Was that how he went about picking up people to become his breeder? I might have been attracted to him but there was nothing attractive about a man who went about sticking his male organ into anyone he found just to get rid of his problems. "I sincerely do not care about your feelings about much but I just wanted us

Darcus' POV. I woke up in the middle of the night, unable to sleep anymore as I began to think of the woman I met yesterday. Lucinda. According to her presiding alpha, he said she was of good conduct and rarely got into problems with people. Just who I wanted in my life right now. The council needed an heir, and I also wanted to ensure continuity of life. I couldn't work for so long and forget it all on the altar of whatever. I wanted my blood to continue ruling. My beta knocked on the door softly, afraid to wake me up. "How are you doing today Chris?" I asked just before he could open his mouth to speak. "I- I'm fine, sir. I just wanted to find out if you are awake. A few elders want to see you and I don't know if I should chase them away." He asked tentatively. That was quite a stupid question to ask because he knew how I felt about them. They always had absolutely nothing good to say besides wasting my time trying to teach me how to run my pack.It was always messy and som

Lucinda's POV.Arriving at the place where I would have longed to be but now looked like a prison to me was almost making me feel dreary but I maintained my composure, refusing to look at the person that had been assigned to come pick me up. He didn't even spare me a second glance, making me wonder what kind of nonsense this was. I would have been surprised if there was no one to deal with the situation but here I was still thinking about a way to find my foot in a place that promised to be contentious. My eyes roamed throughout the impressive Pack, watching young and old pass by as they went about their daily duties.In my former Pack, as soon as they saw a visitor they would have waited to capture the full gist but I guess that was prohibited here because I could see the seriousness in their faces as they went about their daily jobs. Just as it should be. I never understood why certain people took it upon themselves to go ahead and waste time searching for things that didn't conc

Lucinda's POV.Exquisite. Magnificent.Those were the words that came into my mind as soon as I saw the interior decor of the office. For someone with such a blackish personality I expected his office to be completely dark. In hindsight I knew I was just judging him based on the things I had heard but that was my mindset. "You like what you see?" He asked with a smirk lining his lips.I didn't know what exactly he was asking for so I decided to play dumb. Jumping into conclusions was not going to help me around the house that I had been shown a few minutes ago. "I apologize for their behavior. You need to learn how to stand up for yourself while you are here. I would not always be around to fight your battles so it is better that you take a skill." He advised. Even though I knew that he was telling the truth I wanted to call him out for enabling their bad behavior. Imagine him apologizing on their behalf. Was he turning into a softie?"I would like to hear the apology from them,