Semua Bab The Secret Love of the Wolf Prince: Bab 51 - Bab 60

“The other girl!” the princess growled through clenched teeth. “Aine says the girl tried to keep her from sharing your dinner.”I nodded, closing my eyes, and folded my arms against my chest, feeling cold. I heard a shuffle and something heavy covered me. The door opened again, and I recognized Tilda’s footsteps, coming up to leave something on the table. The princess pressed my hand.“You were right, child,” she said. “What’s in your leftovers is no clove. Rest now. I’ll take care of it personally. Those little bitches won’t hurt you ever again.”“Room…” I muttered.“Your guardian can’t come see you in broad daylight,” she whispered.I nodded and tried to shrugged. She scoffed.“Aye, aye. I’ll have it cleaned so they can take you back there.”I opened my eyes out of sheer surprise when she kissed my forehead.

The next week was some kind of oasis after my arrival in the castle.I recovered from the intoxication, the cuts in my arm and face healed, and my other arm seemed almost ready to be free from the splints.I spent the mornings with the healers, the afternoons with Aine, and the nights with the wolf. For the first time ever, I didn’t miss the quietness of the cave, and I was starting to feel that living in the castle wouldn’t be as bad as I feared over my first days.It was during those quiet days that Tilda noticed I had the wrong idea about the human women serving in the castle. I thought they were exploited by the wolves, so she took the time to explain to me how the whole thing worked.They lived in Iria, which means fruitful land, a beautiful little town three miles south of the castle, in houses they shared with two or three roommates.Nobody worked more than six hours a day, five days a week, with two full free days. It w

The next morning, Tilda looked satisfied after checking my arm and removed the splints. I still needed the sling, but I was glad those hard sticks were gone. After breakfast, she gave me a sheet of paper, written in big, clear letters.“Can you read it?” she asked.Being able to read all the words almost without errors made me feel good. It was a list of kitchen condiments they didn’t grow in the medicinal garden.“Ronda is going to the kitchens. Go with her and bring me those, please.”I nodded with a big grin. They’d finally allow me to venture further than their chambers and my room! I grabbed the basket Tilda handed me and hurried out to the healers’ chambers, where I found Ronda waiting for me.She took me to the door to the garden and opened a big inner door to a broad bend in the hallway, that ran parallel to the outside wall. Windows opened in that door every few steps, letting in the daylight that

I pushed my body against his hips, ignoring his attempt to stop me, and he froze for a long moment, to make sure I wasn’t in any kind of pain.His hips moved cautiously back, only a little, and then pushed forward again, his hands grabbing my waist to keep me from trying it again. Next, one of his hands moved under me to reach my groin. His fingers sneaked between the folds of my skin to rub my clit as his hips moved again, in synch with his fingers.I moaned and shivered, covered in sweat, my heart pounding in my chest, feeling him thrust inside me.He only let his need took over when he realized I was reaching my limit. Then his growls mixed with my moans and his hips pushed faster. I melted against his fingers at the same time he poured his seed in my guts, his fire becoming a part of my own climax.He dropped himself on top of me, panting, wrapping me in his intoxicating scent and warmth. He didn’t rush to leave my body, holding me out of

I stayed in the kitchens, helping anyway I could, until Kendra waved me over.“Enough for today, child. You’ve worked well, and you can come back tomorrow if you want.”I nodded with a quick bow, happy like Christmas. Before leaving, I waved goodbye at the three women. They were observing me, and flashed quick smiles at me.I found Tilda walking out of her chamber to go to Marla’s. She greeted me with a rare warm smile.“I’ve never seen you so happy,” she said, motioning for me to join her.“It’s the first time in my life I’m among humans who don’t insult me or abuse me because of how I look. I never thought it possible.”She paused to face me, and her grimace gave me a bad feeling. Especially because she hesitated before speaking.“You’re not supposed to know about it, but the cooks were warned against making any comment about your looks. They were in