บททั้งหมดของ THE LYCAN PRINCE'S BREEDER: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Arianna's POV“Princess Arianna, please come forward and tell us the solution you promised to provide us with today,” the councilman standing in the middle of the chamber said.Silence enveloped the room, and every eye in the room was on me. They all waited patiently… waited for me to stand up and disgrace myself. But nothing of such would be happening.I confidently rose to my feet and walked toward the councilman, standing beside him where everyone could see me. I turned to the King, the Queen and the council, giving them a polite bow.“Good morning, Your Majesties. Good morning, Council Members.”“Good morning, Princess Arianna,” they responded, though some voices sounded as though they were being forced to answer.I straightened and looked around the chamber. I took a deep breath before my lips parted open.“I spent the past few days thinking about the conflict between Valtheris and Dravaryn. I studied everything I could find about the history between both kingdoms, the previous n

Arianna’s POVFor a few seconds, I didn’t say a word. I just stood at the door entrance, staring at him.I reminisced on his words.“Just make sure you come back safely to me. You’re not a nobody. You are Arianna, my wife and the future Queen of Valtheris Kingdom. You matter more than you think. Always remember that.”The way he said those words felt personal. Far too personal for someone who he saw as just a vessel.Though I had heard Cassian call me his wife before, especially when he needed to remind others of my position. But this was different.There was something warm and possessive in his voice when he called me that. Something that had made my heart skip and butterflies dance in my belly. I lowered my gaze, suddenly feeling warmth spread across my cheeks.Why did those words affect me so much?Maybe because no one except my mother had ever reminded me of how much I mattered.Growing up, I had always been reminded of what I lacked.A wolf-less Omega, who had never been consider

Arrianna’s POV I spent the rest of the night thinking of what to do. If I refused to go, I would be labeled as being irresponsible. Using that as leverage, the council might ask for my disposal, and I would be chased out of the palace. And if that were to happen, my mother would die. And if I agreed to go, I wouldn’t make it back. But at least, my mother might survive. Now, the question was... was it my life or my mother? I thought about the options all through the night and by the time morning came, I had already arrived at a conclusion. I headed to the council room where the final decision would be made. I sat quietly beside Cassian, not uttering a word. “Arianna,” Cassian’s voice came from beside me, jolting me out of my thoughts. I slowly raised my head and looked at him. “Are you fine? You've been distant.” I didn’t respond immediately. I just stared at him, wondering if I should tell him what was bothering me. Wondering if I should ask him whether what I had heard w

Arianna’s POV“What did you just say?”“You heard me, Arianna. Let’s take what’s inside this bottle. That’s the only way we can find out what my mother gave you. And maybe we can also find out if this will indeed make me want you.”I hesitated for a moment, finding his idea dangerous.I should take that with him? What if that was poison? Did he have no fear for his life?“Arianna, why are you being hesitant?” Cassian's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I raised my head, making eye contact with him. “Is it that you already know what’s in the bottle?”“No,” I raised my hand in the air, declaring my innocence. “I have no idea what’s in there. I’m just being reluctant because I don’t know if the content of the bottle is suitable for consumption.”“Oh, really?” He scoffed and I stared at him confusedly, wondering if I had said anything wrong. “Something not suitable for consumption? Did you think of that before you attempted to add it into my tea?”His question caught me off guard. I low

Cassian’s POV I turned my head toward Arianna, watching her sleep peacefully beside me. For the first time since I met her, there was no worry etched across her beautiful face. No fear, no questions, no attempt to understand the secrets surrounding me and no attempt to run away from the world she had been forced to live in. She simply slept peacefully, as though the world outside the room didn't exist, and she had nothing to worry about. A small heartwarming smile curved across my lips. I slowly raised my hand and ran my finger along the side of her face, tracing the delicate structure of her cheekbone before moving down to her jaw. She was beautiful. Not the kind of beauty that came from expensive gowns, jewels, or carefully applied makeup. Her beauty was effortless and I couldn't stop admiring her. My finger moved gently over her cheek, and I smiled again. "You're beautiful," I whispered, even though I knew she couldn't hear me. A scoff escaped my lips when I realized t