Omega Mate For The Lycan King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 55

DakorI had sent for one of my regular mistresses hours ago to meet me in the Red Room. Eleanor had undoubtedly been waiting, and while I no longer felt the desperate need that had driven me to summon her, I couldn’t leave her there all night. Guilt twisted in my gut as I realized I had left her in there for over an hour now. She would be positioned exactly as I had instructed. Naked, kneeling in the center of the bed, waiting for my pleasure. It was a familiar scene, one that had brought me satisfaction countless times before.But the thought of it now, brought no excitement.The walk to the Red Room felt longer than usual, each step taking me further from where I wanted to be. By the time I reached the familiar door, something dark and cold had settled over me like a cloak. The moment I stepped inside, I felt the familiar shift in demeanor. Here, in these rooms designed for pleasure and power, I became someone else entirely. The beast that Raziela somehow managed to soothe stirred

Raziela “Diane!” I called out, unable to keep the excitement from my voice.She looked up with a smile. “Well, you look considerably more cheerful than you did this morning. What’s gotten into you?”“Agnes is taking me to the city markets today,” I said, flicking my hair that had loosened from the bun I put it in, out of my eyes. “I can hardly believe it. I’ve only seen the city from the—” I caught myself just in time, my cheeks flaming as I realized what I had almost said.Diane raised an eyebrow but didn’t comment on my slip. “That’s wonderful news. You deserve a bit of adventure after everything you’ve been through.”“Will you watch Enid for me while I’m gone?” I asked, though I already knew what her answer would be.“Of course I will. That little angel and I always have the best time together.” Her expression grew more serious. “Just promise me you’ll be careful out there.”Something in her tone made me pause. “Careful of what?”Diane glanced around as if making sure we weren’t o

Raziela My heart stopped. Then it crashed against my ribs so violently I was certain he could hear it echoing through the silent corridor.King Dakor stood before me in the dim light, and gone was the formal attire, the commanding presence that made him seem untouchable that he had during dinner. Instead, he wore a simple dark trousers and a white shirt that clung to his broad chest, unbuttoned at the collar to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of skin.His gunmetal eyes held mine with an intensity that made my knees threaten to buckle. There was something burning there, something that made the air between us crackle with electricity so thick, I could taste it on my tongue. I couldn’t look away even as panic flooded through me like ice water.What was he doing here? Had I done something wrong? He knew I had run from him today. Was he here to punish me for my disrespect?I suddenly became acutely aware of my appearance, the simple cotton nightgown that barely reached my knees and left far