Mated to the Alpha: Sold to the King novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222: 0222

Lorelei POV

My smile stretched even wider as I reached the end of the letter.

I’d been feeling a little down about having no friends left, and somehow, the universe had decided to bring Emily right back into my life.

Since Kaelen had already read the letter and hadn’t objected to me receiving it, I figured it was perfectly safe for me to call her later. Knowing Emily, she’d probably talk my ear off the second she heard my voice anyway.

I carefully folded the letter, slipped it back into the envelope, and placed it gently on the table.

And just like that, my appetite came rushing back.

I finally picked up my fork and dug into the meal Paul had so thoughtfully arranged for me. The food tasted absolutely divine, warm, rich, and exactly what I needed after spending the entire morning moving furniture around and obsessing over every tiny detail of my new room.

Combined with the cool afternoon breeze, the peaceful surroundings, and the unexpected happiness Emily’s letter had brought me, I suddenly felt lighter.

For once, everything felt right.

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Later that afternoon, I had another lesson with Mrs. Whitmore. I’d decided to take on extra lessons simply to make the days go by faster, filling every spare hour with something to do so my mind wouldn’t have enough room to wander back into places I didn’t want it to go.

By evening, I was finally back in Kaelen’s chambers.

After, unfortunately, having dinner alone once again, I started getting ready for a warm bath. I was just beginning to undress when the door clicked open behind me.

I turned around to find Kaelen stepping inside, looking completely exhausted after what had clearly been a long day. But the second his amber eyes landed on me, that exhaustion seemed to disappear beneath a lazy, breathtaking smile.

Especially when he noticed I was standing there in nothing but my underwear, my top still caught halfway over my head.

"Look at that," he drawled, already reaching for the top buttons of his shirt as he closed the distance between us. "Seems like I came back just in time."

I rolled my eyes at his playful tone, letting my shirt fall back into place as I slowly walked toward him. "Too bad..."

I stopped directly in front of him, and his arms immediately slipped around my waist, pulling me flush against his body. My fingers instinctively found the opening of his shirt, slipping inside as I traced the hard, warm muscle of his bare chest.

"You’ve been working so hard today. You must be completely exhausted," I whispered softly.

"How could I ever be tired when it comes to you?" he murmured, his lips curling into a lazy smile. "You’re practically dessert. I don’t care how full I am, I’ll always want a taste."

A soft chuckle escaped me before he leaned down and captured my lips in a slow, warm kiss. Between kisses, he murmured almost casually, "I heard you spent your afternoon at the North Pavilion."

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