The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 268

Back to the Castle

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The moment the Lycan King asked that question, Varka launched herself at him.

We were standing near the edge of a hill, and they rolled together through the flowers opening in the dawn light.

His powerful arms closed around his mate to protect her, and every small gesture filled our souls.

The first rays of sunlight caught the golden flecks in Soul’s wolfish eyes as Varka stood over him.

She planted her paws on his chest and drove her claws into him, then lowered her muzzle and bared her fangs, letting her Estingia aura roll over him, heavy with dominance.

“You’ll have to submit to me, body and soul, for all eternity. Your strength belongs to me, and I don’t give a fuck if you’re the Lycan King. If you want to mate with me, you’ll have to…”

“I accept.”

Their voices rang through my mind at the same time.

Soul lifted his clawed hands and ran them gently over her ears, making her entire body tense.

“Whatever I have to do to remain by your side, whatever chains you want to place on me, I’ll wear every one of them without complaint and without ever resisting you. My power and my life belong to my mate, my female, my lady… for all eternity.”

Neither Varka nor I had expected anything so beautiful from him, and even she couldn’t resist those strong arms around her.

We stayed there on the dew-soaked grass, surrounded by daisies and wrapped in the warmth of the first rays of sunlight.

Varka narrowed her eyes, breathing him in and feeling him against her as they lay there, so alive and so deeply in love.

“I’ll spend the rest of my life making up for every wound I caused you, every lie that shattered your heart… when you believed I’d killed you, I…”

“I don’t want to talk about that right now…”

Her pain hit me so hard it felt like a sudden gale tearing through me.

There was still so much we needed to talk about.

There had been too many lies and too much manipulation.

He had handled everything on his own, heading straight toward his death after making that decision for both

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“Let’s go to your home. We have to return to the palace. I need to apologize to Elessia, and I don’t want her waking up and finding me gone… come on, my mate. We finally have time on our side.”

“My home is wherever you are… the palace means nothing to me anymore.”

That was the last thing he said before he finally let me go.

As we made our way back in our animal forms, it slowly began to sink in that my mate was the Lycan King… which meant I…

Would I become queen?

“From cleaning girl to Your Majesty… looks like those huge tits of yours finally did you some good.”

“Varka, you seem pretty damn happy,” I muttered through clenched teeth.

“And you’re the one who had all the fun with my lycan.”

I grimaced and refused to answer her.

We continued along the path until we finally passed through that ring of thick fog.

It seemed to be some kind of boundary that had kept the valley hidden from prying eyes all this time, distorting everything within it so no one could see it for what it truly was.

The barrier remained, although it was much thinner now and no longer carried the same malevolence.

“It’s better this way. We’ll keep it as our private place. No one else needs to know where it is,” Vhaelor told me, and I agreed.

At some point on the way back, Soul lifted Varka into his arms and carried her until we reached the trapdoor in the ground that led to the cemetery.

Now that the daylight was brighter and I was no longer half out of my mind with panic, I realized the underground passage had taken me off the island where the castle stood without me ever going through it.

“It’s here, but Soul won’t fit.”

Soul let out an annoyed growl, but we managed to get him to shift, at least until we reached the cemetery.

A moment later, a tall, muscular, and very naked man stood in front of my wolf.

He came closer and pressed his face into the crook of her neck, wrapping his arms around her while his hands stroked her back.

My Estingia wolf nearly purred like a cat.

“I know you like me better. What does that wolf have that I don’t…” My sexy male stood up in front of her.

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Varka couldn’t even answer with his entire package hanging right in front of her hungry eyes.

Were those two seriously having a dick-measuring contest now?

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“You have nothing to be jealous of,” she said, licking her lips, and I saw the sunlight flash in Vhaelor’s eyes.

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