All Chapters of The Lycan King’s Favorite Breeder: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Lucinda's POV Standing in my room and waiting to see what exactly the problem was that made him change his countenance in just one split second. Eyes shining darkly in the darkness waiting for a sign to help me understand what the hell was going on but I didn't think that was going to be forthcoming.My eyes were beginning to swirl but I tried as much as possible to keep my gaze focused. I was losing my shit, staying holed up in a place for so long without doing anything was going to make my brain cells atrophy. Depending on a man to feed me for the rest of my life didn't sound like a good idea either. According to his demands in the files. Although not that intense but still a bit stifling, I figured out that it was going to take a lot to deal with this situation and quite frankly I didn't want to be in such a mess. I would rather just stay away from becoming a kept woman for life. He wanted to buy me over totally yet giving me no room for creative expression of freedom. Was tha

Lucinda's POV."Walk with me to my room. I need to show you some things." He responded which made me a bit skeptical but finally realized that the best way to handle this situation was too tough for him to deal with but the only way he could go about it was to approach me with caution. "Take a look at the ambience, what do you think?" I blinked at the unusual question. That wouldn't be what I would ask myself if I was in shoes. "Um..." I stammered. "I think it is beautiful." "You don't sound sure." "Uh... I don't know what you want me to say. I am not a decorator. I think the people who handled this did a perfect job, besides the fact that there will have been uh..." I glanced around. "I would have preferred a bookshelf in here so that you can always get your business done without having to go over to your study."I clasped my palm across my lips. "I'm sorry." I said through a muffled voice. His eyes were direct. Curiosity-holden."I think it's a great idea. I would pitch it to

Lucinda's POV. I hesitated just as we set foot at the entrance of his room with a small smile on my face. I didn't know what to expect and hoped that this wouldn't become a sorry case."Oh, you think I'm going to?" He chortled. "Damn, you didn't have to sound like that." I whispered.He shot me a knowing look. "I knew you were interesting from the getgo. How hilarious to think that I would attempt to make a move on someone that's supposed to be revered. That would be blaise of me." He laughed again. I forced a smile, still hesitant because he wasn't supposed to converse with me so well."Come on in, I wanted to show you a few things that would help your stay here." He said. I refused to get in immediately. "Maybe we can just speak here, if you don't mind." I said, "It would only take one person to start up a few rumors that I wouldn't be able to deal with."Chris looked at me appreciatively but in a respectful manner. "I think your going to be a handful. We've had other woman play

Lucinda's POV. I was a bit worried about what was going on here because now I had a lot of things to think of. Even though Darcus had not said a word after mentioning my friend's surname, I couldn't help but remain restless. It was odd, to say the least. I had so many things on my mind to do but one of them that remained permanent was the fact that I needed someone who could hide me whenever there was a problem. If no one could then I would perish in here.Relying on Chris wasn't the way forward either. Instead, it would only give me a lot of problems in the future as I would have to keep on explaining to my alpha that I had nothing going on with his assistant. That didn't seem like the kind of life that I wanted to live so I decided to move past that. All I wanted right now was to relax and just prop my feet on a table while waiting for his next move. That would probably be more honorable than even trying to get into a conversation with him. I heard enough on the door, but thi

Lucinda's POV. I sneaked through the hallway hoping that I didn't come in contact with anyone anytime soon because I just wanted to have some quiet time to myself and inspect the portrait I had spotted last night. It wasn't here the day I arrived and I wanted to see who the artist was and what was drawn. I was drawn to arts but decided to shelve that part of me because it wasn't as lucrative as I would have imagined it to be, and I also hoped that there was a way I could go back to my initial leanings. "Tell me something else that I should have done but have refused to so that I would know my left from my right." I heard someone whisper in the distance and I figured out that it was no one but one of the wives, I had no business knowing their names because it wasn't going to change a thing, but I kind of wanted things to become better and this was the only way to achieve it. I hid behind the staircase refusing to show myself so that they wouldn't know that I was listening in and