Semua Bab The Lycan King Stolen Heirs: Bab 31 - Bab 40

IrinaI wanted to be like those burlesque dancers with their skin-colored tights and their garters out in the open. And I would have my hair up and tight, showing all of my face.I would have bold lips, and I wanted to have the tiniest cinched waist with high shoes and feather coats.Excited by the mere thought of it, I mended the dress.I wish I had tights.All Greta offered me were lacy nightwear and a silly chiffon robe that did nothing, it was like everything in the cupboard was tailored either to protect you from the harsh cold of the North in the ugliest way ever,or to seduce the King, nothing more.But I didn’t quite care. I was going to make do with all I had, so I tacked each torn part till they were properly mended, and I intended to do some gloves with whatever fabric was left.Finally reaching a flow state, in like thirty minutes my door creaked, and I turned back to see Prince Alden sneaking inside on his toes.“You came late,” I said, whispering as I dropped the cloth I

Irina.The little moment between Alden, the king, and me was finally over, and it was now way past eleven. My insides still felt weird, more weird, a sore, nostalgic kind of weird."I have my car packed outside, we will sneak out now and be back by 5am, so about four hours in the club." The idea was amazing, but now I was skeptical."What if, you know?" I asked, looking at the door. "What if your brother comes in for another round? What if he wants me tonight and I am not there?""Well then, well." Alden scratched the back of his head."You can tell him you went out for air or something, you need to be good at lying, my dear." He fought back a smile. "And I think you owe me for putting me through that. I mean, who moans ‘my king’ while being fucked?"My cheeks turned red. I slapped him hard on his shoulder. "It was unexpected!" I cried out.Embarrassed about how vulnerable I was at that moment, being pinned to the bed, I was both scared and weak at the knees. He didn't say anything ab

Irina."Arg you are such a prude." Alden rolled his eyes for the hundredth time in like minutes."You are at a club Irina. Yes you kiss people.""But?""No buts, if you had kissed him nothing would happen, look at you all red and flustered, here take this." He handed me the wig then a cup of liquor."You should loosen up a little. I think the reason you are so much of a prude is because we haven't stayed long enough. If you stay with me trust me you wouldn't panic when a hot man tries to kiss you." He winked at me and I slapped his shoulder again."What? It's not like you are innocent. Before we came here you were being screwed and you lost all your sense.""Alden." I fought back the heat that overwhelmed me while shrinking down in my seat."I thought you said we would never talk about it.""Well we wouldn't have if you hadn't stopped me right before I was about to get some head from a really hot lady. Ugh now look, she's with some other guy." Alden pointed me over to a girl kissing s

Irina.I stood up abruptly and almost slid off the ceramic basin when he entered.As usual he carried his darkness with him and everything suddenly felt stiff. My mouth ran dry.I was in trouble. I just knew it. Did he see me and Prince Alden driving back home, or did he spot me sneaking in."Good." I stuttered. "Good morning my King." I finally said as the strength left my entire body. I didn't know what else to say or do. I couldn't physically get myself to think.The King stood about four feet away from me, his eyes trailing down my body calmly. Unlike last night he was dressed in loose pants and a see through shirt.Obviously nightwear.He kept looking down at me in silence, his palm clenching and unclenching. What do I do? What does he want?"Bath. I needed a bath." I said again, hoping he would say something, but instead he moved forward, stripped himself off his clothes and stepped into the tub.He was hard. Fully, undeniably hard, and seeing it made something ignite low in my

Irina.Turning the shower off, I wore a robe around my waist, still nursing the pain in my heart and bracing myself for whatever anyone at that door was going to say.I was met with a maid holding a tray in her hand."My lady." She said, bowing.I recognised her as one of the maids I met in the kitchen yesterday, and then I noticed the tray in her hand.Why?"Yes? Anything?""The King demanded that we bring breakfast for you, and this herbal mixture to help soothe your pain. He also said I should ask if you would like to meet him for lunch." She lifted the cover of the tray and on it sat assorted fruits in small portions and the said herbal mixture.The turmoil brewing in my heart slowly melted like ice and my anger became nonexistent.My wolf twirled a little too much and I tried to stifle the smile on my lips."He wants me to have lunch with him?"The maid nodded. She must have noticed my excitement because she too started smiling."He should have come to me himself, but it's alrigh