The Mind-Reading Mate Why Is the Lycan King So Obsessed With Me novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71: The Queen Hates the Rain

This time, Primrose decided to let Edmund take the lead. After all, the last time she kissed him first, it ended up throwing her into a terrible life crisis.

As Edmund leaned closer, Primrose closed her eyes and lifted her face slightly. She stood on her tiptoes, but even then, he still had to bend down a little to reach her lips.

It was supposed to be their perfect second wedding kiss. Just the two of them, standing on the quiet balcony under the night sky, with no one there to disturb the moment.

But—

CRAAACK!

A bolt of lightning suddenly ripped across the sky, followed by a deep, rumbling thunder.

Primrose flinched, crouching to the ground while covering her ears tightly with her hands. Since she was standing outside, the sound felt deafening, making her heart race wildly.

Edmund, on the other hand, was left frozen, kissing nothing but the cold night air.

He let out a frustrated grumble, shooting a sharp look at the dark sky. [Seriously? Of all times, you had to do this now?!]

He almost vented his frustration by kicking the railing but stopped halfway as he noticed his wife crouching on the floor, her hands trembling as she covered her ears.

The sight made his heart drop.

At that moment, the kiss didn’t matter anymore. Edmund immediately crouched down in front of her.

"Primrose, are you alright?" he asked softly, reaching out and carefully placing a hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle shake.

[Did I do something wrong? Is she scared of me because I got mad at the thunder just now?]

[Wait—Is she crying?! I must’ve done something horrible!]

Before Edmund could spiral even more inside his head and accidentally give Primrose a headache, she quietly reached out and took his hand.

"I’m fine," she mumbled, rubbing her eyes roughly with her sleeve. "I... I’m just afraid of lightning, that’s all."

Her voice sounded so soft, almost inaudible. She was clearly embarrassed because after all, wasn’t it only children who were scared of thunder to the point of shedding tears?

But she wasn’t lying nor was she exaggerating. Primrose wasn’t just afraid of lightning. freeweɓnøvel~com

She hated it, truly hated it, with all her heart.

Another flash tore through the sky, followed by a deafening crash of thunder. The ground seemed to shake, and even the palace walls and windows trembled.

Primrose instinctively lowered her head and clung tightly to Edmund’s hand. She squeezed her eyes shut, too scared to open them again.

Moments later, the rain poured down heavily. The wind blew hard, sweeping raindrops into the balcony.

Without saying a word, Edmund quickly moved and shielded her with his body, making sure she wouldn’t get wet. "Let’s get inside," he said softly.

Primrose didn’t argue. She simply let Edmund wrap his arms around her and lead her back into the palace. Once inside, and as the soldiers closed the balcony door behind them, Edmund finally stepped back, careful not to get her wet with his soaked clothes.

"Your Majesty, you should change your clothes," one of the soldiers reminded gently.

Primrose slowly lifted her head. That’s when she realized how damp Edmund’s clothes were, especially around his shoulders. Meanwhile, she hadn’t even caught a single drop of rain.

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