All Chapters of Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

ZAHIR The maid bowed and immediately turned around to leave. Now that it was settled, I turned around and returned back to my chambers. I shut the door behind me and immediately went to the window pane and leaned against the frame, starting out into the bright afternoon sky. And then, the thoughts in my head started to wander free again. I began to ask myself what I was doing, because truly, I didn't know what the hell I was putting myself into. Did I just ask a maid to get foodstuffs for Serafina, and that I would be going to see her tonight? Yes, unfortunately, I did. And sadly, those words could not be taken back. If one would ask me what my reason would be for doing that, I would most likely fall back to my answer of saying I wanted Serafina back in the palace so I can torture her as planned. But how did giving foodstuffs to her correlate with bringing her back here?What exactly was I doing? And why wouldn't I stop myself from doing them even though I knew it was very out o

SERAFINA I watched as the cloaked Lycan mounted his horse and rode away. As I witnessed him disappear into the darkness, a strange feeling settled inside of me— this was something I had never felt before, something foreign had enveloped my heart. It hurt that he was leaving. My heart was aching to have him stay, even if it was just for a little bit longer. I was missing a man that I didn't even know his name, a man that I didn't even know his real intentions towards me, a man that I never knew his face; what was hidden behind that cloak and what was hidden in his heart. All I knew was that he was a Lycan, and I couldn't understand why I was so drawn to a man that was capable of killing me. A man that was supposed to hate and loathe my kind, a man I was supposed to feel unsafe around. Yet, I was missing his presence. Yet, I wanted him deeply. Few minutes ago, my heart had pounded faster than it had ever done. He was close to me, and I could feel the tension emanating from him. It

SERAFINA I was stunned and shocked to hear the words of the cloaked Lycan. It was as though my whole body froze and time seemed to come to a halt as I digested his words The least I had ever expected was for the cloaked lycan to confess his feelings to me. I knew he cared about me, but I had never heard expected that what he felt was far greater than care. It was love. The shock coursed through me, mingling with a rush of excitement that sent my heart racing.I was happy to hear those words and I had to fight back te the to burst into a wide smile. I couldn't believe that he loved me. If was surreal to hear. How can a Lycan fall in love with a human? A warmth spread through my chest. It was a feeling I had been denying, a truth I had been suppressing – the undeniable awareness that I, too, was falling for him. Despite the circumstances, despite the impossibility of it all, I couldn't help the pull, the magnetic attraction that seemed to draw us together.My heart hammered agains

SERAFINAI blinked, a sense of shock coursing through me. Had I done something wrong? Had I crossed a boundary that I shouldn't have? Confusion swirled in my mind as I watched him stand up and step back. My lips tingled from the lingering taste of his kiss, and I gazed up at him, my heart racing. "What... what's wrong?" I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper."Serafina," his voice was rough and hsh chest heaved from the marathon we just engaged in n. "We can't let this go any further."My pulse quickened, my fingers tingling with the memory of his touch. "But why? Tell me, please."He exhaled heavily. "There's more to this than you understand."I reached out, my fingertips brushing against his arm. "I don't care about secrets. All I care about is what we have, how we feel when we're together."He averted his gaze, his fingers flexing. "You deserve more than this, Serafina. I'm not what you deserve."My heart ached at the conflict in his voice, at the sadness that lingered in hi

ZAHIRTHE PASTI could almost taste the bitterness of her sorrow in the air. I wanted to understand, to unravel the mystery behind the girl who stood before me. I was immediately interested in knowing who she was and why she was there. As my gaze remained fixed upon her, she seemed to sense my presence, her head turning slightly, her eyes scanning the surroundings. A tremor of fear rippled through her, like a frightened bird caught in a predator's gaze as she saw me. She quickly got on her feet and moved away from me. Her movements were cautious and uncertain, as if unsure whether to flee or to confront this unexpected intruder.Seeing her distress, I took a step back, raising my hands slightly in a gesture of non-threat. "I mean you no harm," I spoke softly, my voice carrying over the sound of the rain. "You needn't be afraid."Her eyes met mine, a mixture of curiosity and apprehension swirling within their depths. Her lips parted, but no words emerged, the downpour swallowing any