MATED TO THE LYCAN KING のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

RILEY “Oooohh. Who do we have here?” A bald man with a missing tooth says and smile at my direction. His eyes scanning every side and corner of my body.His blood shot eyes roaming around my body made me feel bare all over.Naked.My hands move unconsciously to wrap around my front, as if that can cover my body from prying eyes. My eyes is still trying to get used to the surrounding.“A new bitch for us.” A shirtless man sitting at the farthest corner of the dark room says startling me.I didn’t even know he was there.This place is so dark, I have to squint my tired eyes to be able to see beyond two feet of where I am sprawled on the floor.I don’t like this place.There is terrible stench of something decaying, and it hangs strong in the air.And I since I gained consciousness, my head hurts and the loud crying, wailing and groaning coming from somewhere close, is not helping.“I like this. Oh I love it. Too skinny for my taste, but I haven’t had a bitch in my arms for as long as f

RILEYLycan?I am sure I have heard of those creatures from Jude’s mouth.But I can just place or remember what he had said about them, but I remember him becoming fully alert and his face getting taunt at the mention of their name.Wait. I remember.The pack had gotten scared and hoped that it wasn’t the Lycans that had stolen the Silver, as if it was them, they would be no retrieval, because a wolf pack does not measure up to a Lycan clan.And now, this man that still has his hands resume the soft massage on my back has just mentioned that same thing.Lycan.With interest, mixed with the fear of the other responses I will receive from him, I use my hands to lift myself from the bed, then I twist to sit up as fast as can. Totally forgetting my slightly aching back for a second.Well, the repercussion for such forgetfulness comes as a sharp pain in between my back.I wince and blink rapidly, while waiting for the pain to wear off.“careful.” The deep voice comes right in front of me

RILEYIt might be that I had hit my head while I was being beaten at the creek.Maybe I had hit my head without knowing. Hit it so hard that I am now having really weird thoughts and feelings that I cannot control.Thoughts that has refused to be tamed to focus on important things like how I can leave this place.Instead, it has been focused on how good this bed which I am still laying on feels, how tall he is that he towers above me making my head stop right at his shoulder level when we stand side by side, how he always kept his eyes on me and just listens when I speak without interrupting, how his hands on my back had felt so soothing and…Stop, Riley.Can someone just help me tell this brain of mine to stop it? It doesn’t listen to me anymore.I feel stupid to be having such thoughts about a stranger, when I have just, not too long ago, been thrown out by the one I loved wholeheartedly. Why on earth is my heart doing this to me?Am I a sucker for pain?What if he is that tall to f

RYANYes, I had told Martha to go get her. I had told her in passing about the closet. But I hadn’t expected both of them to take playing dress up this seriously.Once my eyes met her, all thoughts of what I planned on saying during this meeting flew out of the window. And as always, once my eyes is on her, it never leaves.I had intentionally held the meeting from starting because she is yet to be here. No one knows the reason why we have been sitting for a complete hour without starting the meeting and no one had the audacity to question me.It was just my own decision that if Riley is not yet here, nothing happens.And she really took her time. That is dressing up and second guessing herself, I could see it in her eyes. But I don’t mind. She could take the whole day, then ill postpone the meeting for tomorrow.And this decision, I didn’t regret, as she walks in and beads began to turn, pride and admiration swell in my chest. Others had their eyes on her, but she had her eyes on me

RYAN“Ry man, I still do not want to believe what happened that day. I know it happened. I don’t dream, so, I’m sure it happened. But I refuse…totally refuse to believe you actually did that.”I don’t know how I have been able to survive, endure and put up with Philemon’s rants all my life.I have always been the quiet, reserved one for as long as I remember. But he? He would talk and talk like his aim is to make my eyes rot from listening to him chatter on and on.And I have had to endure this all my life. He is a descendant of the Beta bloodline, so his father was a Beta, and the father of that father too. He was the Beta’s son and I, the King’s son. So of course, we have always been kept close, as the future of this Clan. He became my shadow. I firstly didn’t enjoy him being everywhere I was. Then I tolerated it till I got used to it.And that is why I am in here, which is the court corridor, overlooking the activity of the people and having my ears being peeled off by Philemon’s