Lycan King's Regret: Punished The Wrong Daughter novel Chapter 12

Chapter 12: 12- The Excuse

Lucien Volkov:

My family was mad at me, but I still joined them for dinner. The moment I entered the dining hall, the conversation died.

I pulled out a chair and sat down at the head of the table. The servants immediately started serving food, but the atmosphere remained tense.

Nobody was looking at me, except Aliya, who was glaring at me openly. When I kept ignoring her, she dropped her fork, "Brother. What exactly are you doing?"

I didn’t look up, "Eating dinner. Why?"

"Don’t do that, Lucien," she placed her hands on the table, "You know what I’m talking about?"

"No. Enlighten me," I took a spoonful of rice to my mouth.

Her eyes narrowed as she chuckled humorlessly, "You took a slave into your chambers, brother. And then you publicly humiliated our mother."

I placed my spoon down, "Humiliated? I corrected a mistake."

My mother tossed her napkin aside, "A mistake? You gave me that girl, Lucien. You said it yourself."

By now, my patience was already thinning, "I gave you a slave. Not a punching bag."

My mother exchanged a look with my sister, "You’ve never cared about slaves before."

That made me pause.

Those large hazel eyes surfaced in my mind. The eyes that never begged. Never cried. It seemed like she was mentally ready to be treated this way.

Zorro stirred, "She’s awake, Lucien."

I ignored him and looked up only to find my mother staring at me, "Why are you doing this, Lucien?"

The entire table waited for my answer. My whole paternal family was there, including my uncles, aunts, and cousins.

To buy some time, I reached for my glass when I got a mindlink from my beta, "Lucien. Our investigator is back from the Blackthorn pack."

I slammed my glass on the table and left the chair, "I’ll be back in a while. This is important."

My Beta was waiting for me in my chambers, "Bradley!" I went to hug him before taking a seat on the couch.

The scent of limes hit my nose again, reminding me that she was resting in the next room.

"Lucien. I looked into it. But this Toussaint family is quite messed up."

With a frown, I asked him to continue.

"Victor Toussaint. When he killed Anika, he wasn’t alone. A dark-haired girl accompanied him. We found the clearer footage. The earlier footage was too blurry and grainy to identify her face."

He headed to the table to bring his laptop and opened it to show it to me, "See," I moved ahead and watched the video.

Something I didn’t want to do. But I owed this much to my sister.

We saw Anika talking to Victor and a girl in the hotel’s lobby, but her face wasn’t visible. Only her dark hair and a silver locket that she was dangling around her index finger.

Zorro only growled. He wanted her.

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