All Chapters of Accidentally Mated To The Ruthless Lycan King: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

DOMINIC I stood in the shadowed hallway, my hand resting on the heavy door handle, but I didn't push it open just yet. I had heard the shouting from down the corridor, and I knew exactly who was behind it. I’d wanted to barge in and end whatever this was, but something stopped me. I hesitated and kept my hand on the knob.Through the crack in the door, I watched the scene unfold. I saw the way Vivian’s face twisted with anger, and I saw the young maid trembling against the wall. But mostly, I saw Adeline. Even with her arm in a cast and her hair a mess, she stood there like a shield. When she reached out and grabbed Vivian’s wrist, my heart did a strange, painful somersault.I was impressed. Again.There was a fire in Adeline that never seemed to go out, no matter how much the world tried to douse it. It was that same fire that had drawn me to her in the beginning. It was the reason I had fallen so hard, thinking I’d found a woman who was as strong as she was beautiful.Thinking abo

ADELINE “Get out of my way,” Vivian hissed, stepping over my clothes and wiping her shoes on them as she motioned the maids forward. “Make sure you wipe the shelves down thoroughly before putting any of my things in here. I don’t want to be contaminated by traitor spawn.”I was going to defend myself against her bullying, but the moment she mentioned me being a traitor, the words died in my throat. It was such a painful reminder of the sort of taunts I had been subjected to at Redpool pack. ‘You can’t let this bitch talk to you like this. Do something.’I did not have the energy for a confrontation so I ignored Tara’s words. Instead, I picked up the clothes she had shoved to the ground and carried them to the laundry basket in the corner of the room to be washed later. She had soiled them with the dirt under her shoes, deliberately of course. I couldn’t even remotely imagine how torturous it would be to exist in the same space as her, not to mention the same room. How long would I

ADELINE It was a tiny, lacy, blood red nightdress with thin straps that was so short it barely covered her butt. I tried not to gape at her but that was proving difficult. Was she trying to seduce him? Tara was muttering curses and feeling so restless that it was rubbing off on me. I found myself starting to feel a bit jealous. Scratch that. A lot. Very, very jealous. I felt a sharp need to protect my territory. Considering that I was just telling Tara a few minutes ago that Dominic did not belong to us, this was a very sudden shift, but I didn’t care. I felt primal and territorial and the feeling was refusing to go away. The last time I felt like this was at the retreat, when I thought Dominic’s childhood friend, Clarissa, was trying to make a move on him and getting too close for my liking. “Ugh,” Vivian scoffed with disgust when her eyes fell on me. But then she saw the blanket in my hand and she raised an eyebrow, her expression shifting into one of amusement. “Oh, you’re l

ADELINE I was still trembling slightly as I walked out of the room and shut the door behind me. I had been adamant on sleeping there no matter what happened, but I couldn’t cross Dominic. Despite how used to him I was, there was no forgetting that in all, he was still the Lycan King, and it didn’t take much to remember how he’d gotten his reputation in the first place.I didn’t want to be scared of him, but the sheer power oozing off him when he commanded me to leave was too strong for me to contest. I couldn’t have refused even if I wanted to, and that hurt me. How could he side Vivian and not me? He barely even knew her. Or maybe they had a history I didn’t know of. But what I heard was that the alliance between them had been arranged years ago, so it couldn’t possibly be that he liked her.Either way, I was still deeply hurt. ‘Don’t take it to heart,’ Tara said. ‘He’s just doing his duty. She’s the Princess and he has to treat her well.’“Oh please, you’re defending him even aft

ADELINE The room was too quiet. The only sound was the scratching of Dominic’s pen and the occasional crackle of the logs in the fireplace. Dominic had told me to work here. He didn’t say why, but I knew. He didn't trust me. He wanted to watch me. I sat at a small desk near the window. It was far away from his big desk, but I could still feel him. I could also smell him; a deep, woodsy scent that made my wolf want to get up and walk over to him. I had to keep my head down and focus on the numbers.Sighing, I started to write a note about what I’d noticed so fat, but then my stomach turned and a sharp, sick wave hit me out of nowhere. I dropped my pen and gripped the edge of the desk, gasping. My face felt cold, and the room seemed to spin. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe slowly.Not now. Please, not now. Not here. I couldn't let him see me like this. If he saw me getting sick every morning, he would start asking questions. He would call the healer. And if the healer looked a