Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien) novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127

Lucien POV

She giggled as she blushed hard. I kissed my wife. I wanted her to forget all the horrible things she had experienced in her past. With Sable gone, our life was going to start afresh. I didn’t want her to remember even one day of how terrible her life was. But I couldn’t help thinking that being my mate and my Luna, there were unseen repercussions. Almost every she–wolf in our society wanted to be in her shoes. Not only that, every parent behind that she wolf would go to extremes to eliminate her. Look what Rizy did to his daughter?

I pushed myself up and said, “Stay here. I’m getting breakfast for you.”

“You don’t have to,” she said with a beatific smile. “I’ll come downstairs to the dining hall.”

I shook my head. “Did you forget that you’re my prisoner for the day?”

She bit her lip, then with a grin, she flopped on the bed. “Okay,” she said with mischief in her eyes. “You know I eat a lot. Like a lot, lot! So you better buckle up and feed me.” She chuckled.

I winked. “Absolutely, love. I will feed you well.” I glanced at my cock that was already raging hard and pointing toward her. “This one is already ready to offer his juices.”

She threw a pillow at me, blushing again. “Get lost!”

I laughed as I caught the pillow and hopped off the bed. I wrapped a towel around me and went down to the kitchen. Almost everyone out there gasped. My towel was tenting and the fucker was nowhere in control. But what could I do? “Vivi,” I said, “Where are the eggs? Auren is hungry?”

Vivi gulped. “Alpha Lucien, you may return to your room. I’ll prepare breakfast for Luna.”

“No.” I growled. “I’ll do it. Get me eggs.”

Vivi was so flabbergasted that she picked an egg from the fridge and gave it to me. After that I ordered several other things, and started making an omelet. It didn’t come out as well as I thought it would, but it was the taste that mattered, not the looks. I took two pieces of bread, toasted them, sliced a few fruits, and arranged them all in a large tray. When I was satisfied that she would love it, I walked out of the kitchen with omegas gasping at me. Or were they reacting to the mayhem behind me? What? Only a few pots and pans and egg shells were strewn. Fruit peels as well. Okay. Some vegetables also.

When I took it all upstairs, I proudly placed the tray on the side table. Auren stared at it, then back at me. “This is a crime scene.”

I clenched my jaw as I slipped beside her. “I fought a war for you. You will eat my toast!”

Auren burst out laughing and curled into me, shaking with it. “In that case, you are the Alpha of Fluffy pancakes,” she snorted.

I sighed. “I liked it better when you cried and clung to me.”

“Well, too bad,” she said as she tilted her head up and kissed my jaw. “I’m healing”

We spent the rest of the morning tangled in sheets as we ate breakfast like two people who hadn’t come face to face with death just hours ago. It was all kisses between bites. We playfully teased each other. And we laughed because we survived the worst attack possible on us. If Auren was dead, I couldn’t even think of a life with her. I would have followed her after death.

By afternoon, we had taken a bath. Of course, together. And after that, Auren was itching to go somewhere. I really didn’t want her to go because she needed rest. She was pregnant.

I had gone down to take a report from Tarian and when I returned, I saw her lacing her boots. “No,” I growled as I leaned against the door frame with my arms crossed. My eyes dropped pointedly at her belly before flicking back on her face. “You aren’t going outside.”

She snapped her eyes at me. “I’m pregnant, not cursed.”

“That’s debatable,” I muttered under my breath as I strode forward. I kneeled right in front of her. “Give me your foot.”

“Lucien-” the protested

I didn’t wait and unlared her boot with an irritated sigh. “You are not going to walk out with swollen ankles and a tiny pup growing inside you.” I started rubbing her arch with my thumb, leaving no room for compromise. “You can stay inside. Read, Paint, Glare at me lovingly. You know, all safe things” I just couldn’t help it. My instincts to protect my mate were at their highest. Remus was already prowling in my head, only wanting to be close to her. Her anger was palpable through the bond, but what could I do? I was scared that there were still people outside who might harm her. A shudder passed through my body, remembering what Sabie tried to do to her.

She arched her eyebrow. “You just want to keep me locked up.”

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Chapter 127

I looked at her and shrugged. “Correct”

She tilted her head. “Oh, should I write poetry sitting at the ledge of my tower window, and weep into lace handkerchiefs?”