บททั้งหมดของ The Cursed King’s Captive: A Mate In Disguise: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Jules POV“What is going on here?” Lucian's voice rang in my head, his eyes blazing like primal fire.“My lord,” the perfect guy bowed, his legs trembling. “I was just trying to help, she seemed lost,” he added.Lucian remained mute, staring at me with a glint in his eyes. “You may leave, Declan,” he said, referring to the cute guy.Declan, even his name sounded perfect in my ears.Declan walked away swiftly but not without winking at me.“Wait, does he fancy me too?” I wondered, smiling sheepishly.“What are you still doing here?” Lucian barked, jolting me out of my thoughts. “Uh..m, I…”“Enough,” he muttered, cutting me off. “There, your room,” he added, pointing to a door that was at the far end of the hallway.“T.. thanks,” I stuttered, avoiding his gaze as I walked away, heading to my room.“You better not be late tomorrow,” he said after me but I kept walking, holding my breath till I reached the door.I heaved a sigh of relief as soon as I entered. My heart was still beating

Lucian’s POV “I'm sorry, Lucian,” Olivia begged, walking behind me in sync. After the incident with Jules, I had been giving her the silent treatment.Jules might be a prisoner here but no one had the right to touch her except me.“I'm so…rry,” Olivia begged, tears welled up in her eyes. But I remained unfazed, entering my room without sparing her even a glance.As soon as I entered my chambers, she followed, rushing towards me to hug me.“Are you ignoring me because of that thing?” She spat, her hands wrapped around my waist.“She's not a thing!’ I snapped, gritting my teeth with bloodshot eyes.“But….t,”“There's no but, you were wrong,” I said, cutting her off. “You had no right to touch her.She remained mute, her lips pouted as she stared at me with puppy eyes.“Lucian,” she called, dragging the word like a kid. “But I said I'm sorry,” she added, sobbing.Her tears seemed to touch me, it always did, that was the reason we became friends in the first place.The event of how we

Jules POV“Declan?” I called, my brows raised. “What...are you doing here?", I asked with my eyes narrowed."Relax. One question at a time," he replied as he sat next to me. "How was your night?""F..fine," I sputtered, staring at him. "What are you doing here?", I asked."Uhmm," he stammered, prolonging his words. "This...is sort of my room," he added as he looked anywhere except for me."Huh," I said, looking at him not knowing how I should respond. I was upset that part of me felt offended by him bringing me to a location without my consent and yet another part of me was jumping for joy. "I hope you are not offended. If so, I'm sorry," he said, looking down and biting his lower lip."No, no, it's fine," I said."So, what's in here?", I asked, gesturing at the tray he kept next to me. It was seeming to lift his spirits looking at the way he rushed towards me, his eyes lighting up with excitement."It's a new recipe I have been working on," he said sheepishly smiling. "Take a bit

Lucian’s POV“I want you to stay here” I said, my eyes fixed on her.“Huh,” she gasped, her eyes widened in shock. “You…want me to stay?” She asked, dragging the last word.“Yes, beside me,” I replied. My brows raised. “Don't you want to stay?”Her reaction was surprising, definitely not what I had expected. I had always thought she would jump at the offer with joy but here she was, acting skeptical about it.“Please,” I whispered, squeezing her arm gently.“Oh, ok..ay,” she replied, forcing a smile.“Great, come in, let me show you around,” I muttered, smiling widely.The plan was simple, if she truly had a way to suppress my curse, then I had to keep her close. Let's say, as my human antidote.“Woah,” she mouthed as we stepped inside. Her mouth slightly parted.“You like it?” I asked, my eyes gleaming proudly.“Like? I love it,” she squealed, rushing towards the closet I specifically arranged.“Look at all these shoes, and clothes,” she giggled, trying out different designs.“Easy,

Chapter 40Jules POV“Ouch,” I groaned, flickering my eyes weakly as I tried to stand up. My arms felt wobbly, my knees too.With each step I took, I fell back down.A sharp pain throbbed my head, like I had just been in contact with a wagon.After a little more push, I was finally able to sit upright but not exempting the pain I felt in my head.“What the hell happened?” I muttered, my eyes darting back and forth wearily.I tried to remember what had happened but I couldn't, instead, my memories were replaced with a sharp pain.Why am I on the floor? Where is Lucian?These questions flooded my mind but I had no answers to them.“I trust you,” Lucian's voice echoed in my head.The armory, the herb I drank.Slowly, one after the other, the events that took place a while ago reeled back into my memory.But still, something felt wrong, different.A mere herb was not strong enough to knock me out.Then it dawned on me.“Strong as a horse,” I muttered, my eyes widened.I had to find the co