The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

ISIDORA

“Stop walking around like a damn ghost and jumping out at me from every corner!” I shrieked like a lunatic and scrambled onto the bed to cover myself with the first thing I saw.

Goodbye forever to my image as some commanding mistress.

On my knees, with my hair still dripping wet, hanging messily over my shoulders and soaking my back, I was trembling like a baby squirrel… A chubby little baby squirrel!

My face was even redder than my hair as I stared at him standing in the middle of the room, naked… and with that huge cock hard again.

How long did that aphrodisiac last?… Please don’t tell me it’s hurting again!!!

“I don’t have anything to dry off with… His voice came out rough and strangled through the muzzle, like a beast holding itself back.

I could swear hoarse breaths were slipping out through the openings in the muzzle.

His chest was rising and falling hard, his eyes more animal than ever, and I didn’t even dare look straight at that cock, leaking a thread of pure temptation from the tip.

“Dry off?” I repeated like an idiot while looking at the mess spread all over the bed, and then my eyes landed on one of the towels I’d grabbed… of course, he didn’t have anything.

Goddess… it was like every last damn neuron in my head had suddenly gone straight to my pussy.

“Here… take that one…” I pointed at a gray towel near the edge.

Suddenly I wanted to check something… could he reach my bed? Because if he could, I had no idea how I was supposed to sleep without being scared he’d attack me in the middle of the night.

I didn’t trust Blaze and his so-called surrender.

He stayed there looking at me, and I looked back at him. It felt like a silent challenge, and then he lifted one brow again in that expression I could’ve sworn was mocking.

“I can’t reach your bed…” He said it out of nowhere, but I frowned, glancing at the mechanism anchored to the wall and the length of the chains.

“Come as close as you can get…”

“Do you want us to do something on the bed?”

“What?! No. Just… do what I told you.” I raised one finger, trying to step back into my pathetic little act.

He obeyed at last and started walking toward me, and every step made me more nervous.

The chain dragged slowly over the floor like a bad omen.

Blaze never stopped looking at me in that intimidating way.

He seemed to enjoy making me nervous way too much… he was the slave, the one at a disadvantage, so why did he always look so damn sure of himself? Bastard. He always seemed to be playing with my sanity.

12:34 Mon, Jun 29

Chapter 22

The mechanism on the wall clanked, and he stopped less than a meter from my bed.

Close, but not close enough.

I looked at the chain stretched all the way out, pulled tight and anchored hard to his wrists… he couldn’t reach the bed, and I let out a breath, finally feeling safe.

Naive, stupid me…

“Fine… here.” I leaned forward a little, still shielding myself with what I was using as a cover, and grabbed the towel to toss it to him.

Blaze caught it easily.

“I’m going to get you some clothes. I don’t want you walking around like that anymore… naked everywhere. If you come out. keep the towel around your hips… and don’t walk so quietly either. It bothers me not knowing where you are,” I told him curtly, getting a little of my control back.

He just nodded without saying anything else. Blaze wasn’t much for words in general.

Before I could add any more rules, he turned his back on me and walked off, showing me that sexy, muscular ass before going into the bathroom.

“Rude. I wasn’t finished…” I muttered with a huff.

“Because you’re scared…?” She moved closer and whispered it, tugging my arm, like she was ready to grab a log and smash Blaze over the head the second he showed up.

She was the only loyal friend I had. My only family.

I looked toward the bathroom door too… was I afraid of Blaze? That was a question I still didn’t have a clear answer to.

“I’ll be fine…” The words came out with a confidence that even surprised me. “Go eat and find out how we make money..

I pushed her gently while she kept mumbling all kinds of rules about how to protect me from a sexual predator.

“No man is ever going to throw himself at me because he wants me that badly. I don’t live in those stupid fantasies anymore…”

“Dora…” she said, already standing in the hallway, frowning. “I’m sure someday you’ll find a good man, when you don’t have to depend on these slaves anymore, and he won’t be like Lucio, that miserable rapist… any man would love you. You’re a very good woman…”

She took my hands, trying to comfort me.

“Then I’ll have to turn myself inside out like a sock and see if they notice what’s in there.”

“Dork…” She shoved me with a laugh before heading down the hallway, saying she was going to be the perfect little gossip.

I didn’t doubt she’d find something out, because I was sure none of the Estingias here were going to tell me the easiest way.

I closed the door, and my smile turned into something more complicated.

Maybe someday I really would find a real partner, though now that I was an Estingia, a lot of men would come after me because of my wolf’s power…

With a sigh, I turned around… only to nearly scare myself to death again.

My body jolted, and I tried to hide it. I really needed to start getting used to the shadow that was going to be glued to me all the time.

“How long… how long have you been standing there…?”

12:34 Mon, Jun 29