All Chapters of One Night with a Lycan: A Big Girl’s Transformation: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

 “He was ill, and very poor. He had one son, but he did not want to ask the son to give up everything to take care of him.”       “Wow.” Yena looked down at the letter in her hand. “And you’ve stayed in touch with him all these years since then?”       Nolan nodded. “Yes. He has become… my oldest friend.”       “Why didn’t you just tell me about this?” Yena asked.       “I never wanted him to know who I am,” Nolan said. “I never wanted anyone to know about any of this. I just wanted to be… a regular person to them.”       Yena gave him a sad look.       “I’m sorry,” she said, “but that was not going to last forever. And if

“He’s one of your volunteers here, isn’t he?”Cindy nodded and said, “Oh, my. I didn’t know… why would he…”“He didn’t want you to know. Because he wanted to help out here and he didn’t want special treatment.”Cindy’s shoulders relaxed.She must have been worrying about some interaction or another. Replaying something embarrassing in her mind. Something she wished she hadn’t said or done in the presence of the future King.She stared down at Nolan’s photo and shook her head slowly.“Cindy,” I said, pulling her back to the present. “Can I call you later today? Nolan and I actually need your help with something.”“Of course.” She rummaged through a drawer and produced a business card with her contact information. “But what I could I possibly help you with?”“Have you been watchin

YENA        When we finally caught our breath, Nolan curled up next to me and rested his head on my shoulder. I combed my fingers through his damp hair. It was getting long and wild.       Finally, he asked me how I had done it. Convinced the King to release him.He asked if I found the old man, and what had happened.       I started by telling him about my trip to the orphanage. Nolan’s eyes lit up when he heard me talking about my art lesson with the kids.       Then I told him about the interview. I sat up and retrieved my phone from the nightstand as I talked.       I pulled up the video on the news website and passed him the phone.Nolan was lying flat with his messy black hair splayed all around his head on the pillow. I stroked it as he watched the

 First thing in the box was a card, sitting atop glittery gold tissue paper. It was an invitation to go out to a romantic dinner with Nolan the next night. I smiled. He could’ve just asked me tonight. But the formal invite, written out in beautiful cursive, was a nice touch. I lifted a sheet of gold paper and found an elegant black dress folded neatly underneath. I lifted it up and Rafaela went, “Ooh.” She took it from me and hung it on one of my dressmaking dummies. There was something else in the box, too. I pulled out one more layer of gold tissue paper, just as the deaconess was walking back over for a peek. I lifted the garment by its thin, silky straps. And discovered it was a transparent black lace negligee. It was super sexy. Rafaela looked upon it in silent horror. I folded it neatly back into its box. I had to look away from Rafaela to keep myself from laughing at her reaction. She mumbled something I cou

I was in my studio in the next afternoon, sitting in the middle of a pile of fabric samples. I had them all spread out on the floor under the window.The sun had come out, and I wanted to look at everything under the natural light before it slipped back behind the clouds.I heard a distinct knock on the door that told me Nolan was here.I stood and saw him waiting in the doorway, holding a little gold box in his hand.“Please come in, sir,” I said with mock formality.We met halfway across the room and he handed me the box.“What’s this?”“Just a little something.”I lifted the lid off the flat, square box. Inside was a gold necklace.“Oh my Goddess,” I said, “it’s gorgeous.”“Would you like to try it on?”I nodded and led him over to the trifold mirror.I faced the mirror and he stood behind me with the necklace. I h