Babysitting The Amnesiac Lycan King の小説・ストーリー

He orders in his deep voice. I turn, looking at my father and my heart sinks when I see the look on his face. The smile I’m used to is not what greets me but a face devoid of emotions. A figure comes out from behind him. It's his concubine, Jacqueline. She has a smug look on her face as she rubs her none existent baby bump. “My king, the Lycan has returned the Princess after using her. She’s damaged goods now.” She remarks, staring at me with disdain.

Sanny scratched the back of her head as if finding a reason but she bore a half smile on her face while shaking her head in belief. It seemed I would have to ask the King that question personally. I am a bit intrigued. I carefully plucked one of the roses that seemed to have fully bloomed, for some reason, it was calling me, an eternal darkness I could never escape from. Now that I am in the grasp of King Dain, the ruler of all werewolves, a cold and bloodthirsty lycan, how am I to survive? What should I do from here on out? As I admired the intricately beautiful flower, I fought for an answer that was in hands rich.

“I guess you know that already since the wolf called me by my name earlier.” “Naia,” I repeat, savoring the sound of her name. “It suits you.” She yawns again, her eyes fluttering closed before snapping open. “Wait, where are we going?” “To rest,” I assure her. “We’ll be at the palace before you know it.” Her eyes snap open wider this time. “Palace?” I grin, knowing the next revelation will leave her reeling. “I’m the Lycan King of the western territory.”

Christy came into the living room as we talked and then The beta shifted her attention to her “ You also since you have come with your Luna, you have been elevated. You are no longer a slave “ I could see her happy and thanking the Luna and I was happy to see her like that, but I could not say the same anything to her, I am as shocked as she was at the beginning of the news and even more so now. “ I want to go see the Lycan King “ I stood up and was making my way out of the house. “ take me to him” “ He is currently not in the pack, he has gone for a raid, he will be back in two or three days depending on how fast the raid turns out to be, “ She said stopping me in my tracks. “ Damn! What am

I murmured quietly into the night. Marcus’s voice thundered through my mind. ‘Now you have it.’ My eyes burned gold as the full weight of my rage settled into place. Cold. Focused. Unstoppable. “Congratulations,” I whispered into the darkness. “You just started a war with a king who has nothing left to lose.” And gods help the monster who thought he could take my children— Because I was about to show him exactly what a Lycan King does to anyone who threatens his family.

“They say that the Lycan king found his mate again but she has no memory of him. Luna is no longer know the Lycan king. The Lycan king thought that it was a payment for all the sins he had committed.” "Who are you?" Of course, I love this book so I know about the different versions of it. "I forgot to introduce myself, I'm sorry and I I got obsessed with the beauty of your eyes." "My eyes?" “Yes. Those red enticing eyes. But I love them more when they are just gold.” "Gold?" My questions sounds ignorant. "What are you doing here? Don’t you know that this place is dangerous? Many rogues are hunting here. What if you are one of their attacks.”

My voice drips with sarcasm, and Amber giggles. “You’re so grumpy tonight.” I deadpan and flare my nostrils. “Well, get used to it. I fucking hate parties.” Amber gives me a shy smile, and I take her hand in mine to lead her to the registration desk. As we walk, I can feel the gazes of the other lycans following us. They must be shocked that the Lycan King is at a freaking kid’s party and about to team up with his future wife to join a stupid children’s game. But I don’t care. I’m doing this for Amber, hoping it will make me see that bright smile on her face again.

Ricky calls back. “Now repeat after me, I sit in this throne of the Lycan King to claim what is the birth right of mine, I am the first born Lycan to Dreena Ryane Queen of the Lycans and bear the white and Black mark of her heir.” I stopped waiting for him to repeat it then continued.

I look at my hand and I am holding a dead wizard. “Bruce, we need Adam back, bud,” Joshua looks at me. “Bruce,” Lucas looks at me. “Come on man, give Adam control.” “I need to see my king,” I drop the wizard. I am a loyal Lycan of Royal Blood. My allegiance to my King is absolute. Above all, even to Adam. I kneel next to my King. “Oh, great Caesar, I come to pay tribute.” I can feel my King in there. He has been restless all day. Something about my mate has him stirring.

He’s been watching since the ceremony. I looked at Rowan. ‘I understand if you want me to leave before he arrives. Whatever political obligation his arrival creates for you. I don’t want you to leave, Rowan said. He is the Lycan King. If he arrives here and finds you have been —’ Harboring you. Something in his voice was almost amused. Harboring is an interesting word for offering a guest a bed and breakfast. I stopped arguing. Not because I had run out of arguments but because I could see that they were not going to work, and I had learned a long time ago not to spend energy on immovable things.