ELISA'S POV
What did he see when he looked at me? Did he know who I was? And more importantly, why did my body respond to him this way? My mind raced with questions.
The whispers in the room grew louder. I wanted to run, to escape, but my legs felt like lead. All I could do was sit there, frozen in place.
Jackson, still reeling from the shock, tried to recover.
“Of course, Your Majesty. We are honored by your presence.” he said.
I had never seen Jacosn look so scared in my life. I never thought it was possible.
The King’s eyes didn’t leave me, as he spoke
“I will expect to see the evidence against your Luna,” he said.
Jackson nodded “Yes, Your Majesty.”
The King finally looked away, and I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions—betrayal, fear, and sense of relief that someone, even if it was the Lycan King, was questioning Jackson’s actions.
For some reason, I had a feeling that my encounter with the Lycan King would change my life.
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The ball went on. Soon, people started to really enjoy themselves. The room was filled with the clinking of glasses, chatting of people and the sound of music. People danced in the center of the ball room with their various partners.
I still couldn't believe that I was sitting next to the famous Lycan King. It felt surreal. I should have known he was royalty. He had an air of authority right from the moment I met him.
"I never got to know your name" he suddenly said.
I swallowed hard. I felt flattered that he was interested enough to ask for my name. Is he as attracted to him as I was to him? How could he? I wasn't even well dressed? I was a crying mess when he saw me.
"I'm Elisa"
"Elisa" he repeated.
My name rolled over his tongue effortlessly. I wanted to hear him say it again. He said it like it was made for him to say it.
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