The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 262

I’ll Protect You

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While Isidora faced the greatest challenge of her life, Elessia woke up in bed.

The first thing she noticed was the softness of the blanket and the darkness surrounding her.

Her slightly swollen eyes blinked as she tried to focus.

Then that new sensation in her soul reminded her of something important… she’d found her mate.

Worse, his incense scent filled her senses, possessive and fierce, waking every cell in her body.

“He’s in the room,” her wolf, Syla, confirmed what she already feared.

Elessia sat up with a start, clutching the blanket over her chest as if it could shield her from anything.

Her frantic gaze darted toward the corner, where a tall man stood watching her from the shadows.

Her heart began pounding when he rose and started walking toward her, one slow step at a time.

She didn’t wait for him to reach the bed.

She scrambled out like a frightened little squirrel, planted her feet on the floor, and lowered her head.

“M–my lord, Lady… Lady Isidora gave me permission to lie down in her bed for a little while..” she stammered, clutching the skirt of the beautiful dress she’d put on.

Suddenly, two masculine fingers pressed beneath her chin and tilted her face up.

“I know very well how special you are to Lady Isidora… Elessia..”

Her name formed on those lips she found so sexy.

Her honey–colored eyes met the intense blue ones devouring her in a way that made heat rush to her cheeks.

“I…” She didn’t know what to say.

Sweat broke out across her skin, and she bit her lower lip, something she only did on the rare occasions when she was left speechless.

Cassian’s expression turned feral as his attention settled on that delicious mouth.

The little Omega inside her was a precious thing with honey–colored fur, staring up at his Alpha with wide

eyes.

“She’s ours. I want my mate,” Kyron urged him, pushing him to lean down and taste those tempting lips.

And Cassian almost did,

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His body seemed to have a mind of its own. He craved more of that jasmine scent, the one making his cock pulse with desire.

But then Elessia cautiously stepped back, putting that wall between them.

Her eyes were swollen, and Cassian knew very well it was from crying. He’d seen her himself in the palace garden.

“If… if you came to ask me to reject you, I’m ready…”

The words spilled out suddenly as she tightened her grip on the fabric of her dress until her knuckles turned white.

She could feel his desire and the bond pulling at both of them.

Elessia was burning to be touched by that man too, but she wouldn’t get her hopes up over something impossible.

“What makes you think I came to ask you to reject me?” Cassian asked, his voice rough.

“I’m the squire of an Estingia. I don’t want to abandon her, especially not… to become your

mistress.”

Elessia went straight to the point. Her voice trembled even though she was trying to sound strong.

Cassian sighed and took a step back, though Kyron was roaring in his head.

But his wolf was the wild part of him, the part that knew nothing about politics or positions of power.

Kyron understood only instinct and fated mates.

“At my side, you could have a life you’ll never have beside Lady Isidora. We don’t have to give up the bond. Even your mistress might die tonight…”

“No! Don’t say that!” Elessia interrupted him, no longer caring about protocol.

She glanced around and suddenly understood what his words meant.

“She went with the Lycan King… didn’t she? She took the risk…”

Before she could hear his answer, she shoved him aside, forgetting everything else as she ran toward the balcony.

Elessia threw open the doors and stepped out into the freezing night wind.

Her senses stretched outward, but she wasn’t a powerful Estingia.

Syla was only an Omega. Still, Elessia shared a strong connection with Isidora.

They’d been together since childhood, and her vision raced across the snowy mountains and the forest, reaching that distant place where Isidora was fighting between life and death.

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“No, Dora, no… Why did you do this to me? You promised! You promised you’d never leave me behind again!”

She screamed into the cold night as her dress whipped in the wind and her tears gleamed beneath the moonlight.

Heavy footsteps sounded behind her.

Cassian watched her gripping the railing, so small and fragile that every protective instinct inside him roared to life.

He didn’t want to give her up, but he knew that if Vhaelor failed, he would have to fight for the throne.

He was the favorite, yes, but he wasn’t the only one.

Many noble Alphas from the other branches of the royal family would use all their power to seize the throne the lycans had controlled for centuries.

And his best chance of securing his position was to take a strong queen from one of the most powerful families.

There was already a perfect candidate, but she wasn’t the woman his heart longed for.

He wanted to ask Elessia to become his concubine.

As vile and low as it sounded, he didn’t want to sever their bond.

He desired her. He would give her everything except her rightful place as his mate…

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