Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien) novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Auren POV

“Lady Auren!” Vivi said in an excited voice. “I’ve been looking for you since morning. Won’t you have breakfast? Where were you And why are you so flushed! Are you unwell? Should I call the doctor?”

Goddess, so many questions! My brain was already short–circuited after interaction with Lucien bit my lip “Ah no! I’m just feeling hot

Vi stared at me like I had grown two heads. “It’s 40 degrees outside,” she said, staring at me. “Are you okay?”

I let out a rough exhale and blurted, “I saw—” My words vanished from my mind because the kitchen door opened with a bang and Lucien walked in. What the hell. I thought that he had gone to the office. My eyes widened as I stared at him. I think I was about to get a heart attack just because I saw him naked

Lucien’s intense gare pinned me in place, and fire crackled between us. Sweat appeared on my brows and my breath hitched. With a smirk, he sauntered toward me. Vivi and the rest of the kitchen staff watched us in pin drop silence. When he came to stand in front of me, he leaned in just enough for me to feel the warmth radiating from his body. His voice was a low, rough whisper when he said. “You keep looking at me like that, little wolf, and 1 might just forget to be a genile wolf”

I swallowed hard, my face buruing because it was then I realized that I was staring at him. “I–I wasn’t looking at you like anything” I sammered. Jeaning back, straining my neck up to see him

Lucien’s lips curled in a knowing smirk, but he didn’t press further. Instead, he straightened and walked past me, his hips brushing my shoulder. “Put that dirty mind and wicked thoughts to rest, Auren,” he said in a husky voice.

Dirty mind? Mine! My jaw nearly hit the flour as I watched him walk away, his fingers raking through his hair.

Two hours later, Vivi and I made our way to the most exclusive boutique in the pack. My excitement rose a notch higher as we stepped inside. The scent of expensive fabric and perfume was thick in the air. But my anticipation quickly soured.

The boutique owner, a woman in her thirties, barely spared me a glance before sneering “You’ll have to wait. Sable Brown”

“But we are on a tight schedule, Joyce,” Vivi protested. “I called you in advance to fix this appointment!”

I’m attending

g to my esteemed client,

Shock rippled through me. How was it possible that Sable chose to come at the same time as Vivi book an appointment for!

Joyce shrugged. “I’m sorry. Sable Brown is more important to me as against a She sized me from top to bottom.“–as her. Saying that she sinated towards the other side of the aisle to a private seating area.

I tensed as Sable turned, her lips curling in amusement when she spotted me. She didn’t bother speaking, but her actions spoke loud enough. She draped her fingers along a row of elegant white gowns, letting Joyce fawn over her as if she were the true bride–to–be.

Vivi’s fists clenched. “She’s picking a white gown? For your wedding?” she whispered furiously. “She’s acting like—”

“Vivi, don’t” I said, quickly. “It’s not worth it”

Vivi grinted her teeth. “Joyce is one of Lady Sable’s friends. She must have called Sable and told her about this appointment. And I feel that Sable is doing this on purpose. But I didn’t know that Joyce would join her game. Should I call Alpha Lucien

I took a deep breath in. “No. Let’s just wait here. I

I’m sure that they will finish in less than an hour.”

I felt so stilled in the boutique that I wanted to get out and let out a loud scream in the open. I had come here because Lucien said this was the best boutique in the pack’s territory, and so I waited. When I lifted my eyes, I saw Sable looking at me with a malicious gleam in her eyes.

We sat in silence as the minutes dragged on, turning into hours. Every time I glanced up, Sable was modeling another breathtaking gown with Joyce gushing over how radiant she looked. Two more sales girls were dancing around her, saying that she was fit to be the first lady of the pack.

This one is exquasine, Joyce cooed, adjusting the shimmering train of Sable’s dress. “Alpha Lucien won’t be able to take his eyes off you. His attention won’t be on the breeder even though he would be marrying her. Everyone started laughing

Sable smirked, twirling in front of the mirror. That’s not the point,” she mused, casting a glance at me through the reflection. I’m not competing with anyone. I just want to look good at his wedding because I know people would be sympathizing with me.” She sighed. “I don’t want to give them an idea that I’m affected. Honestly, I want the best for him.”

Joyce nodded eagerly. “Exactly. And we want only the best for him”

I swallowed down the humiliation, my hands tightening in my lap. Vivi, beside me, radiated pure fury, her fingers twitching like she was one breath away from grabbing the nearest display rack and hurling it at them. I placed a calming hand on hers, but my own patience was running thin

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