Zephyrine


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    I feel too tired to even lift a limb when I woke up again. My stomach grumbled in hunger and I turned in the bed Iy on alone.


    For a brief second, I wondered where I was until I saw his cloaks and the row of ck clothes. He had no other color. His boots lined up in their ce, all ck, polished and shiny.


    My eyes gently pulled upward. There was a veil around the bed, and at the side was a small library. A lot of ancient books lined the shelves, making it clear he loved reading.


    I sighed and was about to drop my gaze when the sight of w marks on the wall made me stiffen. Wait a second. I stared longer, scanning around.


    w marks and ancient prints on the wall. I’d swear it was a spell to keep a beast at bay. My eyes fluttered tiredly again, wondering where he was when the soft sound of footsteps came through.


    My heart went still at the sound, and I fixed my gaze on the door, which was already open. Lycannar appeared after a few seconds, his hair falling deliciously over his shoulder, wearing only trousers.


    His upper body was bare, and I nearly smiled at the nicest view ever.


    We stared at one another in silence, and for a heart–beating moment, I wondered what he’d say now. What I was to him now.


    Just then, he walked toward the bed and his gaze softened. His palm came to my temple, checking my temperature, and I could only stare into his eyes, lost in their depth.


    “You slept for a long time. It’s already dusk,” he said softly and that jerked me back to reality.


    “What?!” I tried to get up, but exhaustion sent me flopping back on the pillow with a groan. Lycannar looked worried.


    “Are you okay? How do you feel?”


    I blinked, testing my body, and when I had the answer, I lowered my gaze from him and murmured,


    “I feel sore.”


    “I’m sorry,” he said softly, and I gently looked up at him to see him smile boyishly.


    “What’s funny?”


    “Your cheek is red.”


    “Get off me.” I pushed him, but he only caught my wrist and leaned in to kiss my lips. When he pulled back, he looked deep. into my eyes, and I sighed.


    “Dessyn will be worried about me. The Dusk household.”


    “They know you are here,” he said, and before <b>I </b>could respond, he added, “I will bathe you. I know you’re exhausted.”


    Bathe me? I suddenly pulled away from his hands.


    “That’s another trick,” I used, and he raised an eyebrow.


    “Why should a King use a trick to bed with his woman?” he asked, and I frowned. “And stop creasing your face like that. It’s


    not a way


    for queen


    to behave.”


    He pulled away from the bed.


    “I will draw your bath ande soon. Prepare.”


    After he left the chamber, I realized I had been holding my breath. What… what did he just say?


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    Not how a queen should behave? Like… what did he mean by that? Am I….


    “I told you to get ready.”


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    He appeared at the doorway, startling me so much I almost screamed. Lycanmar walked toward me to carry me up from the bed, but I pulled away further, my eyelids fluttering. I needed to get something straight.


    “Lycannar…. what do you mean by…” I swallowed, searching his eyes. “By what…”<fn5e9e> Updates are released by </fn5e9e>


    “My family are downstairs. Zephyrine. I’m introducing you to them as my woman. If you have any family left and want me to pay respect, I will. What I want from you is eternity, the rest of your life. I want you to give them to me.”


    “Lycannar…


    “Come on. I can tell you’re starving and they’re waiting. Plus, don’t let the dinner get cold.”


    He lifted me from the bed so easily and headed toward his bath chamber. I couldn’t move in his arms. I could only circle my hands around his neck and trust him to clean me up.


    When he lowered me into the warm pool, I let out a soft sigh and hugged him closer, savoring the moment.


    He came in with me, his fingers wrapping around my tender skin as lust red between us again. Then I turned to stare at him, my heart thudding at what was happening.


    The tension. The connection. The bond we had shared now.


    He kissed my lips at first before I felt his fingers slide to my inner thigh, massaging my aching pussy.


    I leaned on his broad shoulders, sighing softly as his movements stayed gentle until I suddenly began to shiver. I clutched at his arm, digging deep until my wolf took over for a brief moment, my fingers turning to ws as I dug into his skin.


    “Lycan..”


    “Heal first,” he whispered, knowing exactly what I wanted. “Heal from the soreness first, and you’ll be the one begging me to stop thrusting into you.”


    I gasped softly at those words, they only made me wetter. But I obeyed him. I leaned in and let him bathe me while I moaned helplessly at his touch, which kept roaming over my skin.


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