Todos os capítulos de The Lycan King's Secret Toy: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 19

| • Penelope’s POV“Sanny, how is the king like on normal bases?”Her hands on my back froze, and I tilted my head to the side, to catch a glimpse of her expression but it was buried, a dark cloud on her face.“He is ruthless, and isn’t kind to any servant in the palace. I never thought he would call out to me one day until you arrived.” There were these low tremors in her voice.And for some reason I could understand her fear. Someone more powerful than you.“Do you hate me then?” I asked, and she whipped her head up in surprise, shaking her head violently. I could almost believe her.“I could never hate you, my lady!” She replied, then a visibly pink flush bloomed on her cheeks. “At first I thought you were one of those pompous nobles, that were so hard to please, but since I started serving you, I love everything about you.”My eyes widened, and I was shocked, internally I pointed at myself. What is there to love about myself?Even my wolf finds it hard to speak to me, but someone

| • Dain’s POVMy hand fisted into her hair, not to hurt her, but to anchor her.To remind her who she belonged to. I hated the faint, foreign scent of another man that clung to her, a stain on what was mine. She need a brand. My brand, seared into her soul.I leaned in, my teeth grazing the sensitive shell of her ear as I inhaled her scent, mixed with the smell of burning wood from the hearth. “Mine,” I growled. The word, a vow forged in the cold iron of my will.Her sharp, shuddering gasp was my reward, a sound that unraveled me even as I sought to master her. Her moans were a siren’s call to the beast I kept leashed.My wolf was straining to break free, my patience, a thin fraying rope. But by the old goddess, I would enjoy watching it snap.She was trying so hard to defy the way I made her feel, but there was a limit to how far she could run. I straightened just enough, my fingers caressing her soft skin. Her eyes were shining with tears, her jaw clenched in a raw but attractive

| • Penelope’s POV“Mother!”I woke with a jolt, my forehead covered with cold sweat, my chest heaving from the aftermath of my nightmare.The dream was so vivid and yet a shocking revelation that I had still not recovered from my past.Even though I have changed the present in so many ways.The past would continue to be a stain in my present life.I lifted my body off the bed, only to wince from the pain in my wait. I hissed in anger remembering everything the King had put me through last night.At least this time, he didn’t stay days doing it.Carefully, I kneaded my back until I felt it subside, while I was doing that, I heard the persistent knocking on the door.Growing louder with each passing second.“Come in.” I commanded, pulling the covers over my head. I wanted to sleeep in more.No matter who it was, I just wanted to keep sleeping. My bones were exhausted and my buttocks burned from last night assaults.The despicable king.I gritted my teeth. Just then, I felt the covers p

| • Penelope’s POV“Who was that?”He didn't have the distinct scent of the King’s special knight. Before I could even ask for his name, he was gone with the wind. He wore the same black cloak I had, did he come to the townsquare under disguise?There were so many questions, but I had to shake my head and stop thinking about our encounter.If it was indeed fate then let us meet again. After walking for a long time, I finally find the place I was looking for, there was no one else in the alley as I looked left and right. When my gaze settled in front of me, an old wooden door was in my view. I took one step forward and knocked on it three times, in a familiar pattern. The sign of the number seven. Soon the huge door opened with a creek, I stepped back. My fingers clutched on the assassin crest. Soon a man stepped out, a huge frown on his bearded face, with cold scarred red eyes. He was huge and burly and very tall. He had the scent of a rogue wolf. I gulped. “State your purpos