Lycan King's Regret: Punished The Wrong Daughter novel Chapter 53

Chapter 53: 53- If I’m Innocent

Lucien Volkov:

The kiss was awakening all the sensations in me that were buried deep inside.

"Kiss me back, Arabella," I said, licking my lower lip, "Move your damn lips, sweetheart."

At the mention of sweetheart, her frail body seemed to go stiff.

My heart was beating wildly inside my chest as she tried moving her lips slowly at first. The friction it caused made me grip the nape of her neck stronger.

It showed her inexperience, but I didn’t mind that. I could train my princess in bed. After all, she was my mate, and I was planning to take it slow.

She had seen hard days, and lately my family and I had been her biggest nightmares. There were so many things I needed to make right for her, but first I wanted to develop a strong bond with her. I wanted her to accept me wholeheartedly, and I was willing to do anything for it.

Anything!

It wouldn’t be an easy road to earn her trust, but I had every intention of walking every step of it.

Yeah, I know, it wasn’t an easy option. But I was not an ordinary man. I was the Lycan king. The alpha of alphas. And my queen never deserved that pathetic treatment from me. I’d been an asshole, and I was willing to make things right for her.

By the end of the kiss, we both were breathless as I rested my forehead against hers. The way she was clenching my shirt so tightly, I wanted to push her against that table and claim her right there.

"Yes, please. Do it," Zorro said in my head. The bastard was putting explicit images of our mate in my head. I pushed him back and cupped her cheek.

"You need to stop staring at me, Princess, or I won’t let you finish your dinner. I never had dessert before my meals."

Her cheeks turned crimson at my jab, and she started chewing on her lower lip. I groaned, wishing she would stop doing that.

For Goddess’ sake, I brought her here so that we could have our food in peace, but now she was disrupting my peace.

"Feed her!" Zorro growled in my head, "Our mate needs to gain weight. Imagine those boobs bouncing in your face..."

I quickly blocked him and tipped my chin to her chair, "Sit down, Arabella," My voice came out husky.

After returning to my seat, I tried engaging her in a random conversation, but she didn’t respond much. It seemed like she didn’t want to talk about her past.

As if... as if someone was stopping her from speaking.

"Our chefs make the best mushroom sauce. You should try it," I placed a little of it onto her plate.

She glanced between the sauce and me before taking a bite, "Uh huh..." Her eyes widened, "I’m afraid, I’ll be a fat cow if I keep eating like this."

Zorro’s eyes rolled back in my head for all the wrong reasons. For the next few minutes, I kept talking about food. That was the only topic she seemed easy around.

"Lucien!" I frowned when Jasmine mindlinked me, "Where are you? I came to your quarters, but the guards told me that you’re not there. I need to discuss something important..."

"Jasmine. Later," I said in a clipped voice.

"But Lucien... this is import..."

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