The Last Lycan King Is My Slave novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

BLAZE

“Be my male, Blaze.” Isidora’s words kept ringing in my head.

The worst part was that I couldn’t get the disappointment on her face out of my mind.

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The way she looked at me when I told her I was already her slave and then practically ran off, pretending I had to secure in beast, when all I really did was go punch the mountainside until my knuckles split open.

I had never been the kind of man who ran from anything, and right now, I felt like the lowest coward aliye.

I couldn’t even bring myself to look her in the eye. I just watched her from a distance, the way I was doing now, hidden among the bundles in the wagon.

She had taken the front seat beside the old man, while I had stayed in the back, sitting on the edge with one leg hanging off, heavy and useless.

“Damn it, damn it, I need to get out!” Soul roared, pacing inside me.

He was just as frustrated as I was. Maybe more. The worst part was that I couldn’t let him out. Not only because it would expose my lycan form, but because every time I gave him control, his madness moved faster.

We had been cursed by the Goddess. Every last one of my kind had. That was why I was the last living lycan, but my end was creeping closer.

I could already feel the shadow wolves hunting me around every corner, howling in my ears, tearing through my mind.

Soul’s strength was fading. His abilities, too, even if he was still far stronger than the other warriors.

Through the bundles from our hunt, I looked at the beautiful woman speaking with a smile on her lips, and something in my soul melted.

Her red hair caught the first rays of sunlight, and her skin, so fair, so perfect to me, made my chest ache. Everything about Isidora fascinated me.

I knew I was being selfish by staying at her side, by spinning all these lies around us, by letting her hope for something I couldn’t give her.

But I couldn’t help craving a little happiness before I had to walk away from her and lose everything.

She was responding to me. How could she not, when we belonged to each other? The more her wolf surfaced, the deeper Soul would have to hide.

She couldn’t know we were mates… or the end would hurt too much.

The wagon kept clattering along the road, and I looked back at the path we were leaving behind.

My tired eyes lifted to the sky, and once again, I wondered why…. Why did the Goddess have to punish the lycans? How was I supposed to fight a curse I didn’t even understand?

ISIDORA

The walls of the Midnight pack rose in the distance. I had done everything I could to keep my mind busy, talking to this kind old man so I wouldn’t have to think about the sting of disappointment lodged in my chest.

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Chapter 95

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