Chapter 11: The Lycan King’s Pet

RoseI try to jump out of Darius’s lap, but he keeps me in place with the hand around my waist.

My heart pounds in my chest as I start to feel lightheaded.

Jacob is here.

The door to the throne room opens. I freeze as he walks in, his icy stare fixing on Darius before shifting to me.

My face loses its color. He glances at the hand the Lycan King has around my waist and arches a brow.

I lower my head, biting my bottom lip.

I had been abandoned, but that doesn’t erase the fact that I was married to this man for four years.

Darius’s arm around me no longer offers comfort. I feel trapped.

“What made you muster the courage to face me, Alpha Jacob?”

Jacob’s jaw clenches. Then he kneels before the dais, paying homage to a Lycan, which werewolves swore they would never do.

“I want to make peace again.”

Darius stays silent for a moment. “It’s getting late. Why don’t you stay the night and we can discuss this matter another time?” he says, stroking the bare skin of my waist and thigh.

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