All Chapters of The Lycan King's Trophy : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

They stayed in the pond for an hour in the same position. Everything was so calm, even the water had long stilled. They could only hear the birds chirping and the sound of the wind blowing. The silence of the moment made their bodies and minds relax. Emrys knew how much she had an effect on him and how much power she helds now, maybe he wasn't aware of what he was feeling for her but then now….he was sure of what to call it. He was in love! Yes he has fallen head over heels for the troublemaker Elva Rowland and the feeling makes him very happy. Holding her in his arms felt so perfect and deserving, he felt like they were made for each other, made for this moment, she fits so perfectly in his world and he can't ask for more. He wishes she was his mate because he already began to see their future together. He dreams of her at night, and thinks only of her in the daytime. He closed his eyes burying his face on her nape, a slow breath leaving his mouth. 'Can't this moment just last forev

The two of them headed to the tech team within their military base, there several tech personnels who were busy with their work, some going to the right and some to the left, some were picking up the phone calls, while some seated typing something on their desktop like robots. Elva was impressed by the scene, the whole team seemed to be busy. Emrys called one of the professionals in a secluded room so they could talk about the plan, nobody had to know about it. Elva highlighted the man about their plan, "I think I got a perfect tool for that, please come and take a look" he said with a smile and walked out of the room with the two of them. He took them to the infrastructure center and then further inside of a locked room, he wanted to show them his new invention. He took out a mini box from a drawer and placed it on the table, Elva was curious but silently watching, unlike Emrys who couldn't keep his mouth shut and let his curiosity consume him."What's the new invention, Harold? Liam

They were woken up by the knock at the door. The air hostess came to inform them that they would be landing soon so they should prepare themselves. Emrys ordered her to leave without moving, his body still resting on top of hers, he kissed her neck "Thank you for being here Elva, for being near me" his horsing voice was and warm breath were doing some magic to her skin making her feel hot. She smiled faintly, her hand naturally moving to his locks and started to caress them. How could this man know her very well? She was becoming worried now and thought that this man could not only read her mind but he seemed to be knowing what she badly wanted to say as well. How could he read her like this making her feel like she is naked now before him with her clothes on. Where does she begin to tell him that she also feels the very same thing?. She didn't reply but her loud heartbeats were enough to reply to him. "Get off me, you weigh a mountain" she tried to push him off her before she could

Elva dressed herself, combing her hairs and parting them in two sections, she braided the upper half and then let the lower half fall to her back, she tucked the front with pins. She wore some makeup and a pale pink lip gloss, she wasn't so fond of jewelry so she only took a set of necklace and earrings brought by him of course. She made sure to put on her dress quickly before the man came out and caught her changing, that perverted man to be precise. Next, she sat down wanting to put on her heels when Emrys came out of the washroom, his chiseled chest dripping with water droplets making her retract her hand from reaching out the heels on the floor, she had to tore her gaze away from him or else her pounding heart might explode. She turned her back on him, she could hear him move around, he must probably be changing so she dared not to turn to pick her heels and just sat quietly trying to calm down first. She just stretched her hand trying to reach for it when she suddenly felt a col

"Definitely a damsel but obviously not in distress" she nonchalantly replied, not even caring about how she would sound anymore. The man chuckled at her response, nobody has ever dared to speak to him like that, she was the first one. Bold, he thought "That's right," he sat down beside her "May I join this damsel then?" Elva rolled her eyes "Why ask when you're already seated?" she took a sip from her glass not looking at the man. He was surprised again, instead of getting angry he was smiling, amused and intrigued by her humor. "Oops, my bad again. I just wanted to join the pretty lady" he ordered himself a wine, his eyes raking over her body. The dress she wore was classifying her curves so perfectly, that bare milky back was right on the view. She probably wasn't married and is currently in a very foul mood, he could tell that much from her attitude and responses. Not that it truly mattered to him what had gotten her this angry or the way she was nonchalantly replying to him, his in