The Ruthless Lycan King Fell For His Slave Mate novel Chapter 55

The next morning, it turned out that Lyra did not have to suffer Crystal's presence all day. While Lyra was waiting for her to show up, one of Crystal's servants arrived with the message that Crystal was sick and could not serve Lyra for the day. Lyra knew it was absolute bullshit, but she was happy that she did not have to deal with her.

Since she was feeling a lot better than she had in a long while, she decided to leave her room and find out what was going on with Anna. Julian had not really given her any updates on how his investigation was going, so she decided to seek him out herself and get the answers she wanted.

After finding out that Julian was in his office, she went to see him. When she walked through the door, he rose from his desk and approached, a concerned frown on his face.

“What are you doing here?” he asked. “Why are you out of bed? Where's Beryl?”

“I'm fine,” Lyra answered him. “I would like to check up on Anna, can I visit her?”

“Of course,” he said. “I can take you to see her.”

“No thanks,” she told him. “Just have someone take me to her.”

The last thing she needed was to spend more time in close proximity to him. It was hard enough to control herself when they were not together. This close, it would be impossible.

“I’m not busy, I’ll take you,” he said, moving closer to her and the door.

Lyra took a step back, putting more distance between them. “You don't have to,” she told him. “You must have more important things to do. I'm sure one of the guards can take me there.”

Julian paused and looked at her. “Are you trying to avoid me?”

“Don't you have better things to do?” she asked.

“You came asking to see Anna,” he said, his voice sharp with annoyance, “so I’m taking you to her. I'm the only one who knows where she is. Do you want to go or not? Or do you think I'm up to something?”

Lyra's teeth toyed with her lip. She had to stay away from him. Being close to him made her lose her mind, and she was determined to forget all about him.

“Sorry for disturbing you,” she said, turning around to leave.

Julian hurried and stepped between her and the door. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

Lyra scoffed. “What's wrong with me?” She gave a bitter laugh. “Just leave me alone.”

“You are the one who came looking for me,” he pointed out. “If you weren't going to accept my help, why bother?”

“Who else would I ask?” she shot back. “Or did you make it public knowledge that you are holding a witch in the palace for questioning?”

“Alright then, come with me, I'll take you.”

“Forget it.”

“Why are you being so difficult?” he growled.

“Are you still going to marry Crystal Black?” she asked.

He blinked. “What?”

“You heard me.”

His jaw ticked. Then, he gave a curt nod.

A sour smile stretched her lips. Of course. His behaviour suggested otherwise, but she had known it didn't mean he had changed his mind about Crystal. And yet he wanted to know why she was being ‘difficult’. He didn't want her, and they weren't friends.

Her hand curled around his shoulder, holding on rather than pushing him away.

Julian had expected Lyra to push him away. So, when she held onto him, it surprised him. Seeing her reaction, he moved his hand from her arm to her cheek. He gently caresses her skin, moving his thumb to her lips. He could see her struggle, and he knew only the power of their bond was making her so pliant.

“Wait for me,” he told her, stroking her lips and looking into her eyes.

Her lips parted as she looked back at him. “What do you mean?”

He wished he could tell her. He hated it when she acted like he was her biggest enemy. He wanted her to know he wasn't doing all this to hurt her or because he hated her.

When Julian remained silent, a mix of emotions rushed through Lyra. The look in his eyes when he said those words…she could not describe it. But it weakened her resolve to defy him. She couldn't let that happen. In his arms and under that gaze, her heart melted like butter, rendering her helpless.

She lowered her face, avoiding his gaze. But he did not let her evade him for long as he took her chin in his hand and lifted her face to him.

“Lyra, promise me,” he told her softly. “Wait, don't go. Please?”

She could not tell what he meant by that, but she understood him nonetheless. He didn't want her to stay just so he could keep hurting her. At least, that's what her muddled brain convinced her. She did not know what she was supposed to wait for, but she found it impossible to refuse him.

It was like he knew exactly how to break down her barriers, make her forget her resolve, and make her do exactly what he wanted. At that moment, it did not seem like a bad thing. It felt natural to trust him.

“Lyra?” he called, his voice cajoling.

She swallowed. But before she could do or say anything, Asher's voice came from the direction of the door.

“Did you need me, Your Majesty?”