Lycan King's Regret: Punished The Wrong Daughter novel Chapter 121

Chapter 121: 121- Victor’s Truth

Arabella Toussaint:

After what happened in the kitchen, I thought I wouldn’t be able to sleep. But bless the Moon Goddess. I slept like a baby.

And maybe that was the reason Queen Theodora couldn’t make an attempt to scare me in my dreams.

After having breakfast at the cafe, I was walking back to my quarters with a file in my hands when I heard my name being called behind me. I stopped and turned around only to find Beta Bradley jogging toward me.

"Hey!" I tucked my hair back behind my ear. "Good morning."

"Good morning," he flashed me a grin before looking at the folder I was holding. "Arabella. Your brother is here, and he wants to meet you."

Something squeezed painfully in my chest. Victor? He came?

"Please take me to him." With a nod, Bradley motioned for me to follow him. I never got a chance to say goodbye to him before coming to the palace. He had been imprisoned by the king at the time.

Victor had never been a caring type, but once, when Vikki locked me inside the bathroom for three days straight without any food or drink, he was the one who used to slide his leftovers under the door.

I had just turned ten when I accidentally broke one of Vanessa’s favorite vases. I had been terrified of what would happen when Vikki found out, but before I could say anything, Victor told her he had knocked it over. For me, he took the blame.

Vikki had only sighed and asked him to be more careful next time. Later, when we were alone, he had looked at me with irritation. "Try not to be such a useless little idiot next time, okay? I’m not always going to be around to save your ass."

It wasn’t exactly brotherly affection, but coming from Victor, even that was more than enough.

Bradley led me toward the main gates, and I followed him with the file still tucked against my chest.

"He’s waiting in the visitors’ courtyard," he informed me when we stepped outside the royal building. "I couldn’t allow him inside the palace. I hope you understand."

"I do." Honestly, I hadn’t expected them to let Victor anywhere near the royal family after everything that had happened. But Lucien allowed it because I didn’t want to visit my pack.

Urgh. I didn’t want to think about the king anymore. Especially after last night.

We walked past the inner gates and toward the courtyard. It was quieter there, away from all the palace noise. Tall trees surrounded the open space, with stone benches scattered beneath them and guards positioned near the entrance.

My steps slowed when I saw the man sitting on one of the benches. Victor Toussaint.

He was looking down at his hands and didn’t notice us immediately. I stared at him as we approached him. He had changed. I could see a light beard along his jaw now, and his face looked thinner. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, making me wonder if he had been sleeping at all lately.

When Bradley cleared his throat, Victor looked up. The moment he saw me, he got to his feet so suddenly that the back of his knee almost knocked against the edge of the bench, but his eyes remained fixed on me.

I looked down at my lap. I had wanted to see him, but now that we were sitting across from each other, I didn’t know where to begin. "I came to your house..." I stated. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

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