Fated to the Lycan Prince
But he, the very person I was meant to protect, was asking me to dance.
My delay raises an eyebrow from him and I follow his lead, standing up and greeting him more at eye level, almost, he was taller than I initially thought.
“The pleasure would be mine my King.” I smile softly to him.
He walks me to the dance floor, which was outside of the marquee decorated with fairy lights and a small orchestra. I hadn’t ever really danced…it’s not something I’ve been asked to do. Not like this. A bar yes, a nightclub…sure…the Christmas Eve dance at the Mulder pack, sure that I could cope with…but a ball with the Lycan King the most revered being in the country? No that I wasn’t prepared for. He must pi
Hot Chapters