Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

HERA I was still basking in the afterglow of the king's attention. Weeks after, his touch still lingered on my skin. A contented smile graced my lips as I gazed at myself in the mirror and for the millionth time, I found myself relieving the thrill of when the King had summoned me to his chambers. I allowed myself to revel in the warmth that had blossomed within me. I traced my fingers over my own skin, the memory of his touch sending a pleasurable shiver down my spine. I closed my eyes, letting my thoughts drift. I imagined the king's gaze fixed solely upon me. The feeling of his hands upon my body resurrected and it made the smile on my face grow wider,Though he hadn't called on me again, the fact that he had done so that night meant a lot to me. And it meant that he would still do so again, very soon. He was most likely busy with work and Kingdom duties. King Zahir's willingness to meet with me had been long-awaited and as I had laid on his silken sheets that night, all my w

SERAFINA.I didn't sleep well last night. That was because the encounter with the Cloaked Lycan was still fresh in my mind. I tossed and turned on my thin mat, I had barely managed to close my eyes, let alone find any semblance of sleep. His words that day had felt like a sharp dagger to my heart and it was hard to forget such painful words. Especially when I couldn't even understand why he had suddenly flared up at me and said those things. However, I had to put my thoughts aside for a while and focus on the task before me. We were heading back to the palace today. As we gathered our belongings and prepared to leave, the girls didn't hesitate to voice out their concerns and worries. "I don't think I'm happy to return," one of the girls whispered.. "They're going to go back to treating us badly.""Yes, they will. I love how free we are here, it's a shame that we can't stay longer." Another added. "I'm worried about the king," a third girl chimed in, her brows furrowing. "What if

SERAFINABeing back in the palace felt like stepping into a nightmare I couldn't escape from. Gossip had already spread like wildfire about our sudden return, and the fact that my identity had been changed. I was no longer an ordinary slaves. I now had a new fate—the king's personal slave. It was as if my identity had been rewritten in an instant, and I was now more than ever, nothing more than a possession to be claimed.My room had been changed. No longer would I share quarters with the other girls. I was now confined to a room that felt more like a prison cell, with guards stationed outside my door as if I were a dangerous criminal. Every time I tried to leave, their watchful eyes and stern expressions made it clear that I was not allowed to step beyond that threshold.I paced the confines of my room. How had everything spiraled so quickly out of control? From being in the cloaked lycan's arms to being tortured by the bitter reminders of him, one that I could never return to.Tea

SERAFINA“Get out. Right now." King Zahir's command came through, not even giving me time to recover from the intensity of the torture he had just put me through. I didn't give a chance to repeat himself however, and within that second I was already hopping off the bed and going to get my clothes that were on the floor. I picked them up and scrambled to the door, but remembered that I couldn't go out to the hallway naked and then I paused. I could feel his cold gaze etched to my form as I put on my dress—i did not bother to turn back and see if the scowl on his face matched the one I had already conjured up in my mind. Once I was done putting on the dress, I reached for the door handle, opened it and left. I had staggered out, unable to feel anything from my leg down, my head ached and I was sore, most likely bleeding and injured. Tears welled up in my eyes and my vision was blurred, but immediately I stepped out, I saw Dahlia. She was standing there, like she had been waiting for

SERAFINA As soon as Zahir had stormed out of my chamber, a burning anger swelled within me. The very nerve of him to offer me that potion after what he had subjected me to, was he trying to move me?I had watched him leave, the potion still clutched in my trembling hand. But, I wasn't going to take it. Never.I refused to bend to his will or to rely on him for anything, especially my well-being. He had taken something precious from me, my Virginity, and I wouldn't let him think that he could control every aspect of my life.I tossed the potion aside, watching it hit the cold stone floor and roll away. I would get better on my own, without his help or anything he was going to offer. The hours had turned into a full day, and I lay in my bed, shivering with fever and nausea. My body was wracked with pain, and the thought of death crossed my mind more than once.But I couldn't give in, not to him. I was determined to show Zahir that I could nurse myself back to health, that I wouldn