The Ruthless Lycan King Fell For His Slave Mate novel Chapter 41

The next day, Julian and Crystal’s engagement ceremony was held at the royal palace. Alphas and Lunas from all over the kingdom, and all other high ranking officials, were present. It was such a huge glamorous affair that Lyra could not imagine how the wedding would outshine it.

As part of the security team, Lyra was stationed outside the banquet hall before the ceremony officially began. Guests walked past her on the way inside the palace, and that was how Devon came upon her.

Lyra noticed him from a distance. He was not alone–Allison was right beside him, her arm hooked through his. Lyra hoped that they would not notice her, but that turned out to be too much to hope for.

As soon as Devon had stepped inside the palace grounds, his eyes had been roving all over the place, searching for Lyra. When he finally saw her, he did a double take. It was definitely her, but she looked so different from what he remembered.

And it was not just because she was looking more sexy than ever in her tight black pants and leather jacket. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail, making her beautiful facial features stand out even more. She had a certain bearing to her that seemed foreign, almost as if she had changed into an entirely different person.

His eyes lingered on her chest, then her hips, as he walked purposely towards her. Damn, he had forgotten what a body she had. Soft, curvy in all the right places.

Allison was too busy admiring their surroundings that she did not realise where Devon was leading her until they stopped right in front of Lyra. Allison blinked, taking in the female before her. She frowned. “Wait, is this–”

“Lyra,” Devon said in greeting, unhooking his arm from Allison’s and stepping forward. He smiled at Lyra. “It’s nice to see you again.”

Lyra watched him with a guarded look. Her eyes moved from him to Allison, who was looking at her in confusion and annoyance. Maintaining her professional facade, Lyra said, “Alpha Devon and Luna Allison, welcome to the royal palace.” She stretched her hand towards the hall. “The banquet hall is right that way.”

“How long has it been?” Devon continued, much to Lyra’s chagrin. Could he not get a hint and get lost already? “It feels like I haven’t seen you in forever. You have changed so much.” With those words, his eyes crawled all over her, shamelessly lingering on her chest.

Allison stepped forward and hooked their arms together again. Lyra knew that the two had already been bonded and were mates. Despite that, Devon did nothing to hide the obvious lust in his eyes as he looked at Lyra. It made Lyra’s skin crawl.

“Babe, let’s go inside,” Allison told Devon. “You don’t want to be seen talking to a palace slave, do you?”

Lyra wished he would listen to his Luna. Ignoring Allison’s biting remark, she said, “The ceremony will be starting soon, it’s best if you go inside.”

“We can catch up until then,” Devon said.

Catch up? Lyra could not tell where he was going with this. In comparison to the last conversation they had, this seemed like someone had hijacked his body. She did not mistake the hungry look in his eyes as he looked at her, but she was clueless as to what his attitude was about.

It would make sense if Julian was around and Devon was trying to put on a show. But then again, she was supposed to be the mate who had betrayed and humiliated him. So, why would he bother acting all nice, like they were old friends?

“How is life at the palace?” he asked her.

“Alright,” Lyra answered.

Beside Devon, Allison was seething. She was not oblivious to the way her mate looked at the other female, shamelessly undressing her with his eyes in broad daylight, and right in front of her!