MATED TO THE VAMPIRE KING SON novel Chapter 92

Freda’s POV

“Your father seemed calm today.” Kara said, locking our arms together

while we strolled out of the dining room.

“Yeah. Enough talk about my father. Let’s go have a look at the

gardens. I heard from Christie that it’s quite a spectacular sight at

night.”

Kara’s eyes brightened. She loved anything pretty, and it made me

smile.

Dinner had been suffocating. I could feel everyone’s gaze on me,

especially when Damien’s right hand was nowhere to be found. I couldn’t lift my head throughout dinner–I just stared at my food.

I hoped Damien didn’t notice me picking at my food because I barely

ate. Now that I was outside, I was starting to feel hungry. Maybe I

could sneak into the kitchen later or find a way to get to Christie so

she could arrange something small for me.

“Wow, this is amazing! We surely don’t have flowers like this back at

the kingdom.” Kara said, jumping around and smelling the flowers

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one after another.

“You shouldn’t put your nose everywhere.”

She snickered. “I’m a werewolf. I can’t help it. Sniffing is what we do

for a living.”

I chuckled. She was right. You could never tell a wolf not to sniff.

I walked between a bed of roses and smiled widely, remembering my

walk with Damien. I could never forget how brightly he’d shone that

day, the way he’d held my hand. It was a beautiful walk.

“Where did you run off to?” I heard Kara say.

“Don’t tell me you and the vampire king have done it here.” She

squeezed her face like she was disgusted.

“No.” I said, flushing. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to make love between

these flowers, I thought to myself.

“Don’t tell me you’re thinking about it.”

“You know me so well.” We chuckled.

“There’s a fountain in the middle. Go check it out while I stand here

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and daydream some more.”

“Did you dream about doing it in the fountain?” She asked with a

frown.

I smiled. “If you don’t go see it now, I will.”

She squealed, running toward the fountain. I laughed so hard. Maybe

this night wouldn’t be so bad, I thought as I made my way toward the

lily garden. I paused when I heard voices.

“Did you bring me here to the lilies because my name is Lily?”

I gasped. Who was she talking to? Verestina?

“No, I brought you out here because I wanted to talk to you. In my

eyes, you’re as pretty as these flowers, Lily.”

I heard a male voice I didn’t quite recognize. It was Marquess Theo. I

thought he didn’t talk. What happened to his shy side? He wasn’t shy

talking all sweet like that.

I needed to get Kara. She needed to hear what I was hearing.

I tiptoed back and went in search of Kara. I bumped into her on the

way, and immediately my fingers went to my lips, urging her to

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remain silent. We sneaked back to see Theo holding Lily’s hand.

“I have a liking for you, Lily. I hate to admit it, but my eyes opened

better during dinner. You look exceptionally beautiful in this dress

tonight.”

Lily’s evil laughter caused Theo to drop her hand, startled. Kara and I

looked at each other and covered our mouths to avoid making a

sound. Lily’s laugh was annoying, but for some reason, hearing it

directed at someone else was humorous.

“A liking? You think you can like someone like me?” She snapped.

“What’s your position again… Marquess?” She muttered, looking at

his clothes like there was a badge or something. “Quite high, though.

But you don’t seem to hold power of courage. I don’t know, like

Damien, Freda’s mate. Aside from being the king, there’s something

about him.”

I frowned. She’d disrespected Damien right in front of me the other

day. He’d thrown her against the wall, and now she was praising him.

Was she jealous? Did she like Damien? She’d been close to Verestina

lately. Was this what they talked about?

“Scary?” Theo asked.

“No, not scary. He has an aura, and you don’t have that. You

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approached me first. I don’t want that.” She tried to walk away, but

Theo pulled her back.

“What do I need to get you then? Do I need to stay away? I’m older

than Damien. What aura do you speak of?”

He squared his shoulders.

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