The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

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I asked Blaze, standing there big and imposing a few feet away from me, and thank Goddess he still had the towel around his

hips.

My eyes fought not to drift over his body, damp from the bath. His fair skin, kissed by the sun, mixed with those sexy tattoos over his huge, defined muscles.

Fine blond hair lay scattered across his chest between those broad pecs, then ran in a sinful trail down his defined abs until it disappeared beneath the towel.

Goddess, he was an intimidating giant, and fine as hell… I’d never met a man that striking in my life.

His wet hair fell like a blond cascade over his strong shoulders, and I couldn’t stop wondering what his face looked like without that intimidating muzzle covering his mouth.

“Blaze…” I suddenly pulled myself together because I was damn near drooling all over him. “I told you not to be so quiet,

not…”

“Who’s that Lucio guy?” His sudden question caught me off guard, sharp as a blade, and his expression turned dangerous again.

He’d heard everything, and it pissed me off that he’d been listening in on my personal shame.

“That’s personal, and I don’t owe you any explanations. Don’t get it twisted. Blaze…” I told him, anger ringing through every

word.

“Just because I’m not abusive doesn’t mean I’m weak. I’m the mistress here, whether you like it or not. Is that clear?”

For the first time, I really leaned on my position. It was time to take that huge wolf by the muzzle.

He just stared at me, irritated, and I could feel the threat in his aura.

“I asked if you understood me, or are you backing out of the deal?! Do I have to chain you back to the wall?!” I roared, taking a step toward him and clenching my trembling fists.

We held each other’s gaze for what felt like forever, our wills locked against each other.

“I understand,” he said at last, stubborn and proud, without lowering his eyes.

He said nothing else after that. He went right back to being the silent slave.

Awkwardness took over the room, and honestly, sometimes I wished I had even a little privacy, but that was impossible.

I decided to drop it.

“I haven’t been able to sew you anything yet, so for now just wrap this cloth around your hips. We’ll improvise for today…”

I huffed and went to the mess on the bed, grabbing what I’d bought for him.

I’d also had the foresight to grab a pair of cloth slippers that were supposedly for me, but I’d picked the biggest size on

purpose.

“I hope they fit, so you don’t have to walk around barefoot…”

I looked down at his huge feet… I seriously doubted they would.

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Chapter 23

With servitude carved into my bones, I crouched down without even thinking, ready to help him slip them on.

My white nightgown pooled at my feet as I took hold of his ankle to help him try on the slippers.

My hands froze against his skin, and I closed my eyes, wanting to strangle myself.

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I shouldn’t be kneeling in front of Blaze, Goddess… pretending to be something I wasn’t was killing me, having to act tough all the time.

“Try them on yourself…”

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