The Lycan Prince’s Wolfless Slave (Academy Romance) novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222

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I stand completely motionless in the center of the hallway, my eyes fixed on the front door long after the sound of it slamming shut fades

into silence.

She’s gone.

A violent urge to chase after fills me up. I want to turn around, rip the door open, and run down the corridor after her. I want to catch

her by the stairs, pull her into my arms, and wipe those burning tears from her face. But I force my feet to stay glued to the floor. I clamp

my jaw tight, clenching my fists until my nails dig painfully into my palms.

I can’t follow her. Not anymore.

I made a promise to myself, and I have to stick to it, no matter how much it destroys me from the inside out. Lyra is not for me. She

doesn’t belong to me, and she never will. She belongs to my cousin Roman, or she belongs entirely to herself. Every single time I tried to

hold onto her, every time I tried to keep her safe within my reach, she looked at me like I was a tyrant holding her in a cage. She’s unsafe

with me.

I gave up trying to force her to be mine four months ago, even though the decision completely killed something vital inside me. It didn’t

just break my human heart, it literally drained the strength of my Lycan beast.

It has been four long, silent months since Vlad last spoke to me. He hasn’t roared, he hasn’t scratched at the surface of my mind, and he

hasn’t come out to play during our mandatory pack training sessions. The heartbreak of losing our mate affected my beast even more than

it affected my human state, and now the stubborn bastard is actively beefing with me, hiding deep within the shadows of my mind

because I let her walk away. The whole situation is completely ridiculous, but the hollow ache in my ribs is entirely real.

“Are you fucking thinking about her while I’m standing right in front of you, wearing the most sexy lingerie known to man? Really?”

Rina’s sharp, irritated voice snaps me out of my dark thoughts.

I slowly turn around to face her as she slowly stalks down the hallway toward me, her hips swaying deliberately. The black lingerie she’s

wearing would have probably been considered extremely hot if I possessed even a single ounce of attraction toward her. The tiny string of

her lower garment doesn’t cover any part of her pussy, and the flimsy lace top does nothing to hide her nipples, highlighting her curves

perfectly.

But as I look at her exposed skin, my cock remains completely down. The sight does absolutely nothing for me. All I can smell is her

heavy perfume, and it makes my stomach turn with irritation.

I narrow my eyes, my voice dropping into a dangerous, low growl. “What are YOU doing inside my house, Rina? I believe I told you to give

me twenty minutes to get changed after my training session, and then I would come meet you out in the courtyard.”

I hadn’t even known the annoying girl had sneaked in while I was in the shower. I had been standing under the hot water, trying to wash away the exhaustion of the morning, when the sudden, intoxicating scent of mint and berries drifted through the bathroom. The moment

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I caught Lyra’s scent inside my apartment, my brain had completely shut down. I didn’t think. I didn’t grab a shirt or pants. I just flung the glass door open and stormed out of the bathroom stark naked and bam. I met her walking right out of her former bedroom.

The second my eyes landed on her face, it felt like the last four months of agonizing separation hadn’t happened at all.

Fuck, I missed her. I missed her so much it felt like my life depended on catching a single glimpse of her blue eyes. But then, as I stood there staring at her, I noticed the changes in her appearance. She looked noticeably smaller. Thinner, too, as if she hadn’t been eating a proper meal since the day I left the safe house. And her eyes…those vibrant, fiery blue eyes that used to defy my every command, were completely dim and almost lifeless. She looked like she had spent every night of the last four months crying herself to sleep.

Confusion twists in my gut. I don’t understand it. Why the hell would she be crying? She wanted her freedom from me, did she not? She

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