The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 48

Chapter 48

ISIDORA

We both went still at Blaze’s commanding voice. Had Blaze really just said he’d provide for me?… Like he was really my

man?

Elessia’s fingers trembled, and the little pouch dropped onto the table with a metallic clink.

“But…” Elessia faltered, clearly intimidated by Blaze.

I was pretty sure the memory of how ferocious he’d been in that fight yesterday was still haunting her.

“Blaze is right. You saw how strong he is. We can check the common room for work.” I said, realizing it myself a second later.

Since he’d offered on his own, I suddenly had one hell of a helper.

“And don’t forget I’m working at the Greenhouse…”

The smile froze on my face when I remembered I had to get to the Greenhouse early.

“Oh, Goddess, that cranky old woman is going to poison me dead!” I started scrambling all over the room.

In the end, I managed to send Elessia off, and even though she said she’d keep the money as an emergency fund for both of us, I’d never take her things away from her.

Elessia was the only true family I had.

“I’ll come back after you leave so I can fix up the room and wash everything!” she called out before stepping into the hallway and shutting the door.

No matter how many times I told him I’d handle those things myself, he wouldn’t listen.

As for me, I wolfed down a few quick bites without really stopping. Blaze had sat down in the chair beside me, even though slaves weren’t supposed to sit with their mistress, but in this room, that disgusting rule didn’t apply.

“Blaze, eat something. You can come with me now…!” I said excitedly as I grabbed a chicken leg in a hurry and rushed into the bathroom to wash up and change.

I did everything as fast as I could, ready to walk back out, but then something hanging from the metal pipe that fed water into the tub caught my eye.

I stepped closer, curious, and realized… it was one of my panties. Not just any pair either, but the one I’d worn during the

ceremony.

Hadn’t I left it inside the cloak?!

Then I glanced at the hook where the cloak from last night had been left hanging, and understanding slammed into me like thunder.

If I hadn’t washed that piece of clothing… and now it was here dripping water, with someone clearly having washed it… last night…

What Blaze had held to his nose while he jerked off. What he’d smeared with all his cum while he wiped himself clean… Oh, Goddess…

My eyes went straight to the guilty piece of underwear.

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