MATED TO THE VAMPIRE KING SON novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Freda’s POV

When Christie insisted on bathing me, I found it strange, so I refused.

my

She never left my room instead, she made conversation from my

chamber while I bathed.

“If Mother was here, she would be so proud of me. Lady Agatha took

care of me. I expected she’d be glad I was appointed to the queen’s

chamber. Or teach me more to improve my competency.”

I rubbed the sponge on my body, melting the soap into my skin. Her

words brought me back to my own mother.

“I’m sure Lady Agatha is just protective of her position. It doesn’t

mean she hates you.” I said, even though I knew it wasn’t true. It was

evident Lady Agatha was jealous of what Christie had,

“I think so too. I’ll apologize to her soon for my incompetency.” She agreed with me. “Her son is kind to me, though.” I could hear a blush

in her voice.

“Her son?” I chuckled. Water ran down my body and face, and I felt

relieved of all mental stress.

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“He doesn’t work in the palace. He visits once in a while. With gifts

too…” Her last sentence trailed off like she didn’t want to reveal

more. If Lady Agatha’s son was giving her gifts, his mother likely

wasn’t aware.

“It’s okay. You’re safe here.” I said, and she laughed heartily. It had

been a long time since I’d heard her voice so full of life. I remembered

her words about me making Damien feel alive again.

I didn’t want to think too much about it. Was he happy with me? Were

his expressed feelings true? I tapped my forehead. Of course they

were true. If they weren’t, how did I explain the longing I felt every

day?

The pretense of sleep I faked so he would wrap his arms around me at

night.

“Freda!” His voice wasn’t the calm, inviting tone he usually had when

he wanted to discuss our mate bond. It was fierce, and it startled me

in the bathroom.

“Where is Freda?” I heard him ask Christie, who was obviously

trembling.

“In the… bathroom…”

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“Leave this chamber now and do not come back unless ordered by

me!” He growled, and I heard Christie scurry out the door. “Freda!” He

yelled again.

I wondered what could have made him upset in such a short period.

We’d just had a walk in the garden. It had been romantic and sweet.

Was it the burn that had made him so angry? Has it not healed?

“Freda, I know you can hear me.” He growled again. “You’ve been too

carefree lately.”

“That’s a good attribute, Damien. Why the rage?” I frowned, rinsing

water from my face so I could hurry to join him. Why were his mood

swings so unpredictable?

“Christie is a maid. I hear you’re tolerating disrespect from her.”

“Christie is my friend, Damien.” I snapped.

“Queens are not friends with servants!” He growled.

I burst out of the bathroom, holding my fists together like I was

stopping myself from punching him. “You don’t tell me what to do,

Damien!”

“I am your king!”

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“And I’m not your queen yet! If you’re so embarrassed by my attitude, then let me go!” I screamed at him like there was pent–up rage stored

inside me.

He could stop me from doing anything else, but Christie was the only person I had here. The least he could do was let me be with her when he wasn’t with me. She kept me company and made me happy.

“You took my family away from me, and now that I try to build one,

you’re against it!”

“Freda, listen-” His voice suddenly softened.

“No, Damien. You listen to me this time!” I snapped before he could manipulate me with his soothing voice.

“No, Freda… you’re-” He swallowed and turned his back to me.

“You’re naked.”

I froze, slowly looking down at my body. I was dripping water, my bare form exposed for Damien to see. “I… I…” I tried to find a nearby

cloth to cover up, but a hand held me back.

Damien’s gaze swept me from head to toe. “I’ve never seen anything like this in the blood club,” he muttered, his gaze locked on my

breasts. I flushed with both embarrassment and desire.

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He hadn’t been listening to what I was saying this whole time? Why

had it taken him so long to tell me I was naked?

“You don’t get to see this.” I dropped my hand from his and rushed to

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