All Chapters of The Secret Love of the Wolf Prince: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

I rested my back against the door to close it and slid down to sit on the cold stone floor, bringing my knees up to my chest. The wolf hurried to my side, sniffing me. I threw my arms around his neck and hid my face against his wet fur.“Good God, my lord,” I panted. “For a moment I thought it was the Alpha with a woman. I was lucky it was his brother, not him, and his wife recognized me. That’s why they let me go. But I know I’ll be in trouble for this.”The wolf went to the bed and brought the black ribbon, dropping it on my knees. My hands were shaking as I covered my eyes, still full of tears. His hands soon touched mine, to undo my clumsy knot, messed up with my hair, and tie the blindfold correctly.“Come, my child,” he whispered. “You’re so cold.”He lifted me in his arms to take me to the bed and tuck me in.“Why did you go back inside? We could’ve left without th

I was heading back to the table for the last two soups, when all the wolves clapped with soft chuckles. I turned around and saw Aine had placed a crown of green vines around the Alpha’s head.He removed it right away, giving his niece a sideways look, his lips pursed in the first smile I ever saw in his face. He pointed at his cheek, for Aine to kiss while the others chuckled again.I hurried to serve the last wolf on my end, who was sitting right in front of the Alpha. I was setting the dish before him when I felt the same as a few days earlier, when they had me join the parlormaids: that urgent need to look up, like somebody had just shouted out my name.I breathed deep, ground my teeth, turned around and went back to the side table, where I was forced to stay by Adara, facing the main table but keeping my eye down. I felt my cheeks burn and crossed my hands, knuckles white in my effort to keep myself from looking up at the Alpha.Aine and Arleen

Waking up in his arms only made me cry again. I curled up by his chest, my face against his warm skin. He caressed my bruised cheeks and held me without a word, kissing my hair.“Your sister is right, my lord,” I muttered with a shaky voice. “This can’t go on like this.”“I understand,” he replied, his voice oozing bitterness. “You want to leave.”“I want you to make up your mind, my lord. All this is cause by your hesitation.”“Make up my mind? What do you mean?”I touched him below his collarbone.“Haven’t you find your mate?”“Of course I have! It’s you!”“Then why you don’t have the tattoo of the mated wolves?”He took in a shaky breath and I fought to keep his emotions from moving me.“If you really mean to make me your wife, you could easily prove it. We can get engaged un

We sighed at the same time and chuckled.“It’s easier to roll in prickles while hunting deer, isn’t it.”He held me, trying to smile, and nodded against my forehead.“All the more because my mate bathes me like no one else can.”“Don’t remind me. I’ll make you confess why you let another woman bathe you. And leave the wok unfinished.”“Would you rather I roll belly up for them and let them touch me like you do?”I bit his neck, growling. He held me even tighter with a heartfelt sigh.“It’s not only physical pleasure, my love,” he whispered. “I wish you would believe it.”“It’s easier this way,” I muttered. “When you talk to me like this and give me a chance to better understand your life, your world. When you trust me. When you treat me like I’m you peer, even though we’ll never be equals.&rd

As soon as we were alone, Marla grabbed my hand again and dragged me toward the double doors at the end of the gallery.We stopped at the threshold and she made me face her, smoothing my sleeves and fixing the ribbons of my dress. She met my eyes with a brief nod, gave me an encouraging smile and knocked on the door.A young woman in a pretty blue dress opened it and invited us in with a smile."Her Majesty is waiting for you," she said. "Follow me, please."The queen's quarters were vast and open, like several rooms converted into a single one. They were full of windows, letting in daylight and the spring breeze, with marble floors and white walls, decorated with bright, light-colored tapestries.The Luna Queen waited for us in the center of that wide hall, standing straight despite her cane. She wore a simple bright blue dress, her long hair loose down her back, very white and limp.I recognized the features the princess had inherited, regular and balanced, beautiful, as calm as the