The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87

Chapter 87

ISIDORA

The music was improvised, the bonfires threw light over the dancing in the square, and everything looked lively Happy even… Supposedly happy.

It was the festival to thank the Moon Goddess for the good harvests and the birth of the pups.

We wore our nicest clothes and listened to the Alpha’s ritual words, but under all those smiles, something felt wrong. Like/ something strange was moving deep beneath the surface.

Still, Blaze pulled me into the crowded center of the square, where several people were already dancing. I laughed, nervous as hell, and let him take me by the waist, guiding me with the sheer size of his body.

“I told you I don’t know how to dance…!” I said again, terrified I was about to make a fool of myself.

“And I told you to trust me and let go… Ouch!” he said, faking pain when I accidentally drove my boot down onto his.

“This is a bad idea. Let me go, babe…”

“Stop overthinking it. Dance with me, baby. I’ll teach you.” How was I supposed to say no to that smile? That damn seductive smile.

Pressed fully against his chest, almost lifted off my feet, I was a doll in his hands, moving wherever he wanted me to move.

I don’t even know how many times I stepped on him, but Blaze didn’t seem to give a damn as we circled the central bonfire.

The flames seemed to dance in his golden eyes too, eyes fixed on me, full of so many feelings.

“You’re beautiful,” he said suddenly, lowering that sinful face until his lips hovered inches from my trembling mouth. “Don’t ever doubt how gorgeous you are, or how crazy you make me.”

My hand tightened around his in the air, and my other hand clutched the dark tunic he was wearing.

“That’s just your weird taste,” I said, making fun of my own weight with an uncomfortable smile. “You like chubby girls…”

“I’m not into chubby girls. I’m into you. Chubby, skinny, short, tall, however you come. What’s under those big, delicious tits of yours is what made me fall in love.” His mouth brushed mine, and a gasp slipped out of my throat.

I guessed he meant my heart, but my brain short-circuited anyway, hearing him confess to me again with that raw way he always had of saying and doing things.

Mmm. Too sweet. Too tempting…

That chaotic dance slowed between us, and the kiss, loaded with too much feeling, was just about to end when something slammed into us like a bullet.

I almost stumbled, but Blaze’s rough hands caught me hard.

We looked down and found Amber there, eyes wide, clinging to Blaze’s legs.

“I want to dance with Daddy too!” she said with a pout, staring up at him with clear jealousy.

“Of course I’ll dance with my little princess.” Blaze’s voice softened as he let go of me and picked her up.

Well, Blaze danced with her in his arms. Amber just laughed at every silly thing he whispered to her.

Seeing that version of him, the loving father, was honestly magic.

But like every illusion, the moment always came when the truth had to be found

Suddenly, someone called Blaze over, and he told me he was going to check on “the matter” with a few males.

I had already warned him about what the women had told me. He didn’t want to be Alpha, and he was walking straight into that meeting to refuse.

In fact, he took Amber with him, like that “secret” meeting wasn’t important at all and would be over in a second.

I had a feeling it wouldn’t be that easy. The tension in this pack was climbing fast. So were the divisions.

I was supposed to go with him, but I didn’t want to. I made an excuse and said I needed to use the public restrooms.

My real goal was to spy on the Alpha. When a few men pulled Blaze aside to talk to him, I caught sight of the Alpha slipping away from the square.

I had to follow him…So I did.

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