The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 111

Chapter 111

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I felt like I was floating inside a red cloud, but when the dream ended, all that was left was a deep ache through my entire body.

“Mmnn…” My eyes snapped open, and I tried to sit up.

“No, don’t strain yourself, my lady.” Through my unfocused vision, I made out Blaze’s worried face beside me as he eased me back down onto the mattress.

I was in my room again.

“You… did you carry me back? What happened?” I asked, confused, my tongue heavy in my mouth. My jaw hurt like hell. My

gums too.

The sharp metallic taste told me I’d been fed… with Blaze’s blood.

“I found you passed out on the balcony when I came back. You tried to shift, apparently. You can’t force that. It has to happen naturally!” He growled at me, and I could feel his worry.

The scene he’d found must have been a disaster.

“I… I’m sorry…” I pressed a hand to my forehead, still completely disoriented.

I hated the blank spaces that stayed behind whenever I lost control.

“I didn’t try to shift on purpose,” I said when that detail suddenly came back to me. A deep howl had stayed lodged in my mind.

“A wolf howled, I think… and my wolf lost control…” She had been screaming something, over and over again.

Mate…

My eyes flew open, and I tried to sit up again while he helped me, fluffing the pillows behind my back.

“Where did you go? Did you… did your wolf howl in the forest?” I asked, my heart beating too fast.

Had I imagined that word, mate? That feeling of finding my other half?

“I went… I went for a walk, but the one who howled… was the Lycan King,” he answered suddenly, avoiding my eyes as mine went wide.

“The… the King…” I stammered like an idiot, realizing I really must have been delirious.

How could the Lycan King be my mate?

“Blaze…” I was about to tell him that of course I wouldn’t wear that provocative outfit in front of anyone else, but my stomach growled right then, making a complete fool of me.

“Heh… I guess… it’s time to eat.” I lowered my gaze, my cheeks burning, and then I realized there was no need to talk about the little dress at all.

That slave who gave himself orders had put his huge shirt on me, covering me almost to my knees.

“I’ll have them heat the food again…”

“No, no. If you don’t mind, let’s just eat it like this,” I told him, pushing the blanket aside and realizing my legs were completely bare.

Before I could take one step out of bed, his rough, firm hands slid behind my back and under my legs.

“Wait, Blaze!” I clung to his neck as he carried me to the table.

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