TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 199

CHAPTER 138: WORM WITH ABS?-1

EMBER’S POV

When I step outside the girls‘ cabin with Rayana and Queenie flanking me, Rayana is mid–monologue about the caribou she’s planning to devour at dinner something about sinking her teeth into tender. perfectly seared meat that borders on orgasmic – and I’m half–listening, half–scanning the property when I catch sight of Knox.

He’s standing outside his lodge with Nathaniel, the two of them deep in conversation, heads bent together in that way men do when they’re discussing something they don’t want overheard.

But the moment my eyes find him, his find me right back.

And he looks annoyed.

More like… peeved. Like a cat that’s been locked out of its favorite room.

I sigh. He’s still sulking about the sleeping arrangements.

“Excuse me,” I say, already peeling away from the girls. “I need to go deal with something”

Rayana follows my gaze and lets out a delighted cackle.

“Oh, go tame your beast, darling. We’ll wait. Though do try to be quick – I’m wasting away over here and

that caribou won’t eat itself.”

Queenie snorts. “You’ve been talking about that caribou for twenty minutes straight. I think you might actually be in love with it.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. It’s purely physical.”

I leave them bickering and make my way toward Knox, but the moment I get close, Nathaniel conveniently excuses himself with a nod and walks off toward the main lodge.

And then Knox turns his back on me.

Actually turns around like he’s planning to walk away.

“Oh, absolutely not.” I grab his arm and yank him back around to face me. “Really? You’re walking away from me right now?”

He has the audacity to look unbothered. “Wouldn’t want to interrupt your girl time.”

“Knox.”

“You seemed very busy.” His tone is light, but there’s a petulant edge under that makes me want to laugh

and strangle him simultaneously. “Bonding. Braiding hair. Whatever it is you do in there.”

“We were drinking champagne and talking about Rayana’s tragic love life, actually.”

“Riveting. Don’t let me keep you.”

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“You’re being ridiculous.”

I’m being perfectly reasonable.” He crosses his arms, which only makes him look more like a sulking child despite the fact that he’s approximately the size of a small building “Foolish me for wanting to stay close to my girlfriend. What a crime. What an imposition.”

My heart trips over itself.

Girlfriend. Not fake girlfriend. Not arrangement.

Girlfriend.

I try not to let it show on my face, but something must slip through because his expression flickers – just for a second – with something softer.

“You know,” I say, stepping closer, pitching my voice the way you’d talk to a grumpy toddler, “I don’t stop

being any less of your girlfriend just because I’m sleeping in a different cabin. It’s three nights, Knox. I’m

not moving to another continent.”

“It’s the principle.”

“The principle of what? You being dramatic?”

His jaw tightens, but I can see the fight draining out of him, replaced by something more honest

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