Lycan King's Regret: Punished The Wrong Daughter novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78: 78- Maya

Arabella Toussaint:

The moment I slipped out of the dining hall, I ran. Even though Jasmine had strictly asked me to stay calm and act normal, I guess panic had gotten the better of me.

My heart was still pounding from the chaos behind me.

Please be alright, my King.

I made a silent prayer for him.

Pushing away his thoughts, I hurried to my room and slammed the door shut. I kicked off the high heels and shoved my feet into a pair of comfortable leather shoes.

Without wasting another second, I rushed out of the room. After barely taking a few steps, I suddenly stopped.

Uh-huh. The potion bottles.

I slapped my palm over my forehead and spun around to run back inside. I grabbed both the bottles and quickly hid them inside the folds of my gown. Halfway down the corridor, another thought struck me.

I forgot to change!

I was supposed to wear a hoodie!

I looked down at the expensive deep red gown and sighed in frustration. I wanted to turn back, but then I shook my head.

No. There isn’t enough time for that.

I broke into a run and kept chanting to myself.

Don’t forget to apply scent suppressant. You need to hide your scent.

I kept repeating the words over and over in my head as I ran through the gardens. At last, I reached the Southern Gate and saw a lone warrior standing beside it.

I came to an abrupt stop. The warrior looked at me for a brief second and stepped aside without a word.

He worked for Jasmine.

I didn’t know where Jacob was. Maybe he took his leave before dinner when he saw the King accompanying me.

I pushed open the heavy gate and sprinted outside. For a single heartbeat, King Lucien’s face flashed through my eyes. And along with it, a sharp pain in my chest.

"I don’t have time for this!" I said through clenched teeth as I kept running.

Freedom.

That was all I needed to think about. I was finally going to meet my best friend. I followed the narrow trail as Jasmine had described. My lungs had started burning, and my legs ached. But I didn’t slow down.

Deep down, I had this small fear. What if I couldn’t find the car just like I couldn’t find that cherry blossom tree?

Then I saw it. An old black sedan was parked beneath the giant oak tree. Good Goddess. I wanted to cry. Relief flooded through me.

I hurried over and knocked on the driver’s window. It rolled down. A middle-aged man sat in the driver’s seat. He looked at me and gave me a silent nod.

I climbed into the car, shut the door behind me, and the vehicle pulled away.

No questions were asked by the driver. Exactly as Jasmine had promised. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Oh. Thinking of Jasmine reminded me of the scent suppressant. What if they are following me? With trembling hands, I took out the bottle and poured one drop on my palm. After applying it, a long breath escaped my lips.

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