Lycan King's Regret: Punished The Wrong Daughter novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26: 26- Hey, Doggy!

Arabella Toussaint:

Thank Goddess, this time, they didn’t ask me to use the king’s bed.

A small room was right next to the king’s chambers, where a narrow bed was provided for me. Its mattress was far better than the ones I was used to.

I didn’t know what to do with so much free time on my hands. Never in my life had I been this free.

I didn’t have a phone to scroll through, nor did I have a friend to gossip with, so I did the only thing I could think of.

To lie on the bed and daydream.

"Where are you, my friend?" I asked Maya silently, keeping my fingers crossed. I hoped that she had managed to escape the pack. Staring at the ceiling, I started drawing random shapes in the air with my fingers.

For a moment, all I wanted to do was run from here and join Maya. I yawned loudly and was about to go to sleep when my door was knocked loudly.

I jerked upright in my bed and hurriedly fixed my hair, "Yes," then I wanted to slap myself. I was a slave, and I was supposed to open the damn door.

The door swung open, and I found Beta Bradley standing in the doorway, "Hello, Arabella."

I nodded at him and quickly dropped to my knees and bowed my head.

"You can stand up... and there’s no need to bow to me," he said with a friendly smile, but no, sir. I learned my lesson that day.

You people are too indecisive. First, you expected me not to bow or kneel, and the next day you suddenly remembered I was supposed to do both. So, no. Sorry. Let me do my job. I don’t like being dragged around the palace.

"If you need anything, there is a small call bell installed here," he pointed towards the lower part of the wall where I could see a switch.

My eyes widened in shock because slaves usually weren’t provided with such switches.

"Umm..." he was looking around the room, trying hard to act casual, "Did you eat?"

I nodded at him, while remaining on my knees, "Yes. Thank you."

He nodded back, and then his eyes drifted to me again, "Do let me know if you need anything."

"You have already said that; now get the fuck out of that room!" We both jumped when Lucien barked from somewhere outside.

"Yeah... I know, man!" Beta Bradley looked annoyed as he rubbed the back of his neck, "Goodnight, Arabella," he gave me a tight-lipped smile, "Sleep tight."

What was going on? Why was the royal beta so concerned about my comfort? Should I go back to my bed or wait for the king’s visit too?

My pulse accelerated at the thought of him. In the hospital, I had fallen to my knees to make him believe that I was still his slave while he was cooing me as if I were a frightened baby.

I kept hearing faint noises and rustling from his room.

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