I Bought A Male Escort, Turns Out He's The Lycan King novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127 

KAT 

There were no phones in the room. 

I searched anyway, in the drawer, closets, and behind heavy oak furniture. I kept myself moving, afraid that if I stopped, I’d have to think. I needed to know if Mother was okay. I needed to contact the Blackmore coven to find out about Nathan. 

I found nothing. 

My hand trembled as I closed the last drawer. My mind was still numb. 

What the hell had I done? 

Something about Hunter unravelled me. I became a different person, a very reckless one. Clarity had come crashing back the second he’d pulled out of me and left me on the table, exposed, and dripping onto the kitchen floor. I’d felt too much. It seemed… more. More than just a bond, more than desire. 

Was this the settling bond that Hunter warned me about? 

If it was, then I really had to leave. The thought twisted my stomach painfully. Before, the idea of leaving Hunter made me uneasy, but now it felt like grief. In a few days, I wouldn’t even want to leave. 

I sat on the edge of the bed and forced myself to breathe. Hunter’s shirts were still the only things I had to wear. I’d found designer clothes in his closets, brands even royalty whispered about. That, and the mansion itself, told me a few things. One of them was that I didn’t know him at all. 

If I’d paid more attention that night at the club, I would have noticed the difference. The confidence that came from money and power. Authority, not charm. 

Would I have chosen him if I’d known he was a Lycan? I didn’t know. I thought I was okay with it when I accepted that he was the one I wanted, even if he was my boss. I’d thought we could go back to my apartment, and things would be how they were, but without the secret of our identities keeping that wall between us. But the reality of it now… 

His bloodied face flashed through my mind every time I closed my eyes. And that hunger for blood had been the same when he’d pinned Kostas against the wall. The sheer power that rolled off him when he released his aura had been stronger than anything I’d ever experienced. That chill in my blood hadn’t completely vanished. 

Could I really stay bonded to a man capable of that? 

Not that it mattered. He already believed I was about to mate with Kostas, and I hadn’t corrected him. And the man Hunter truly was didn’t resemble the one I’d fallen for. 

My mind knew what had to be done, but my body betrayed me. My body and my wolf. She was still smug, and for a moment, I envied her. She didn’t care about politics or blood feuds. 

But I couldn’t stay. My father would come for me. I would have to reject Hunter for the sake of my people and his. That man at the door hadn’t hidden his disgust, and I couldn’t blame him. Our history made us natural enemies. 

The mansion was silent, but I hadn’t dared leave the bedroom alone again. My awareness of the Lycans somewhere beyond the property kept me anxious. Were they waiting until I walked outside to get me? Could Hunter protect me from all of them? 

Would he even want to? 

I caught the sound of a door opening and focused. Footsteps moved quickly through the house, and the heavy front doors opened. I already knew it was Hunter. The bond tugged; my awareness of his presence was even stronger. 

Was he leaving? 

My anxiety spiked, but my wolf remained calm. Like she was so confident in the bond she’d forged with that beast. But I’d only shifted twice; my wolf was still technically newborn. If we had to fight our way out, I didn’t know if she could handle it. 

I crossed to the window wall and pulled the heavy curtain aside. Relief washed through me when I saw him standing outside. only to freeze moments later when something clawed at my senses. Another presence. 

Kostas 

I stepped back, my heart hammering. Why would Father send Kostas here? Hadn’t he been told what happened? How close Kostas had come to dying? 

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify