Lycan King's Regret: Punished The Wrong Daughter novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73: 73- No Turning Back

Arabella Toussaint

The wooden swing creaked softly beneath me as I pushed myself back and forth with the tip of my foot. The palace garden was unusually quiet. Or maybe it was my heart.

I looked up when an Omega approached me with a silver tray, "Ma’am. Would you like some tea?"

I still wasn’t used to this. A royal maid was asking me. I never imagined it in my wildest dreams. I forced a small smile and shook my head, "No, thank you."

She bowed before walking away. She fucking bowed! This had to be because of the king. But what would his family think of all this? How long would it last once they found out?

If I stayed here anymore, I might be making more enemies.

I leaned my head against the rope of the swing and let out a slow breath. Today, I hadn’t stepped into the kitchen. I didn’t want anyone questioning the kitchen staff after I left. I had already told King Lucien that I loved being there.

King Lucien.

He wanted me to take his name, but I couldn’t. He might have allowed it in the heat of the moment.

He wasn’t even in the palace, and there was a good chance he wouldn’t return tonight. I should’ve been relieved. Instead, the palace felt strangely empty.

I frowned at my own thoughts. Seriously Arabella?

He was doing everything for me. Taking a stand for me in front of his family, assigning a bodyguard, pulling out my chair for me.

I felt a warm blush creep onto my cheeks. The way he kissed me and touched me there...

I gulped and looked around. Ever since that moment, I wished he could go further and do things that I never experienced in life.

If I had enjoyed that touch with my panties on, then what would happen if I let him do it when I’m not wearing any?

Goddess!

The thought made me clutch my thighs tightly together. I wished I could stay there a few days more and find out myself. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Should I?

I quickly shook my head, "No!" I whispered to myself. This was just infatuation with a mix of raw desire, and he could have any woman to satiate it. I wasn’t different from the others.

This wasn’t love. It couldn’t be. Love never existed in Werewolf and Lycan worlds. Lucien Volkov was a Lycan King, and kings weren’t supposed to fall in love with their slaves. No matter how much respect he gave me, his family would always remind him who I was.

I didn’t know how many women he charmed before me and how many believed they were special.

I pressed my lips together. The king was going to be the death of me, and if I wanted to keep my head and my heart in the right place. I needed to get out of here before it was too late.

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