Chapter 88

Ophelia laid on the cold floor, with her hands and legs tied up. She was deep asleep when she felt a turgid palm shift her…causing her to face the rooftop.

Her eyes opened to see the darkness she hadn't seen for a long time, followed by a stare from golden eyeballs that sent shivers all over her body.

She knew it was the Lycan King staring at her, but what she couldn't tell was his mood.

"Are you ready to tell me the truth now, or do you want to be punished severely before you do that?" His hoarse voice echoed in the room.

She swallowed her saliva. "There's no lie or truth about what you expect me to say. Those children are mine, very simple and short." She slammed, knowing fully well that it isn't the answer he needs.

He grabbed her jaw, piercing his fingers into her cheeks. "What a motherfucker! Did you just get pregnant all of a sudden and vanished from the palace? Who impregnated you?" He yelled at her.

Ophelia gazed at him for a while and scoffed. How on earth is she gonna tell