The Ruthless Lycan King Fell For His Slave Mate novel Chapter 88

When Lyra came to, she was lying down on a bed. She opened her eyes to a familiar ceiling. When she turned her head, she realised she was still in Julian's room. Looking out of the window, she saw it was daylight.

She also became aware that her arms were tied to the headboard above her head. When she tried to move her lower body, she felt restraints on her ankles too. She was tied to the bed, rendered powerless.

She wiggled her body, trying to loosen the restraints, but it was futile. How long had it been? Was Julian okay? What about Beryl and the others?

Suddenly, someone appeared in her view. Nile, still wearing Julian’s face, stood over her.

“Where is Julian?” she asked him.

“Shouldn’t you be worried about yourself instead?” he asked her.

“I did what you asked,” she said. “Is he safe?”

“We'll talk about that later,” Nile said. “For now, why don't we get to know each other? We've met twice already, but we haven't introduced ourselves properly.” He pressed his palm to his chest. “I am Nile, the Rogue King. It's a pleasure to meet you.”

A pleasure? Yeah, it'd be when she finally beheaded him.

“What do you want from me?” Lyra demanded.

Nile placed both hands on the edge of the bed and leaned forward, getting closer to her. “You,” he said. “I heard that the Lycan King had finally found his mate, and I was curious about what kind of female she was.”

Nike straightened up and paced along the length of the bed, his hands intertwined behind his back. There was no limp in his gait, which meant his injury had healed. “There were rumours,” he continued. “Some said that she had no background, others said that she was an Omega. Others said she was not pretty.” He turned around and looked at Lyra, his lips slightly upturned in a grin that made Lyra sick to the stomach. “Now, I see that all of those were baseless rumours, weren't they?”

“You must have been so obsessed with us if you had your informants deliver gossip to you,” Lyra said in a bored tone. “Is there any reason you are repeating it to me, or do you just love hearing yourself talk?”

Nile walked closer to her and reached for her face. Lyra flinched as his fingers touched her skin and ran down the side of her face. “They were all wrong. You are the exact kind of female who should be beside a king. You should be happy about that, because it's why I've kept you alive to this point.”

Swallowing her feelings of disgust at his proximity and touch, Lyra asked, “Is that so? And here I was, thinking it was because I beat your ass twice.”