Lycan King's Regret: Punished The Wrong Daughter novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62: 62- Get Lost

Arabella Toussaint

I watched Lilith carefully as she pressed her fingers against different parts of my stomach. She hummed thoughtfully before pressing a little lower, "Does this hurt?"

I shook my head, "Not really?" I didn’t know what she was looking for. I didn’t have any new wounds on my body.

Lucien was busy in his office, and he had requested me to let Lilith check me. I observed her face and found nothing but gentleness.

Will she help me? I asked myself.

She kept pressing my body until the pain shot right above the belly button.

"Ouch!" I bolted up in the bed.

"Sorry, dear," Lilith placed her hands on my shoulder, "Relax. I’ll be more careful."

I nodded and lay back.

"So..." She began with a mischievous smile, "How is my stubborn nephew treating you?"

I blinked at the question, "What?"

"The king, silly," she clarified with a grin, "He cares for you..." She was trying to sound casual about it, but it felt more like a test to me.

"I think you’re imagining things."

She chuckled and continued her examination, "I’ve known Lucien since he was a little boy. I can read him far better than he realizes."

I smiled awkwardly, "You’re mistaken. He only feels responsible for me because he marked me." I raised my hand, my fingers unconsciously brushing the mark on my neck, "He refuses to remove it, so naturally he has to make sure I stay alive."

I kept observing her face carefully, looking for signs.

Lilith raised an eyebrow, "Is that what you think?" I nodded at her question.

Of course. He was a king, and I was a slave. This was understood.

No matter how kind he was to me, someone like me could never belong in his world.

She studied me for a long moment before letting out a soft sigh, "I think I need to have a word with him about this."

What?

I got up and looked at her with a horrified expression, "No!" I blurted out, "You can’t!"

Wasn’t this supposed to stay between us? Girl code?

Apparently not.

Everyone in this palace was loyal to him. No one would risk helping a slave escape.

I had to rely on myself. I was on my own.

Lilith kept talking to me, telling me how kind-hearted the king could be and how different he was from what I believed. But I wasn’t interested in it anymore.

It wasn’t that I wasn’t attracted to him. I was. For me, that attraction was not enough to make me stay back and give up my freedom.

Not after everything I had been through.

***

EVERYDAY!

Oh, Maya.

Jasmine was his childhood friend?

I inwardly rolled my eyes. Instead of grilling me, why don’t you ask your son, bitch?

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