All Chapters of The Desperate Lycan King Wants Me: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Elisha’s POV He was fast…strong and wildly capable of doing something that was impossible for humans like me. Even though I had been gazing at the wall the entire time, I could only see Arman's face—his grin and the crimson glint that appeared in his eyes whenever he became enraged. I had convinced myself that I was merely hallucinating, but I saw his red eyes again today. As he struggled to keep the car from careening off the edge of the cliff, his eyes flared a bright crimson, and in an effort to keep me safe, he held both my head and the door of the car and embraced my body so nothing happened to me. When I opened my eyes, I found him covered in blood with cuts on his arms, legs, and other body parts. My first fear was that he would lose his arms, but his body quickly returned to its previous state, and he carried on as if nothing had happened. "Mrs. Ashford...." I thought no one was calling my name because I was deep in thought, but I heard a woman call my name for the third

Elisha’s POV"You mean what?" I take a big breath, and it feels like my mind is spinning in confusion. I don't know what she means because today I saw three big wolves, and they are wolves. But they are so big that they are even bigger than a human. I put my hand up and said, "I...I don't get it." Cristella continued driving and said, “There are no wolves in this area, it’s been a long time since wolves were gone.” I sat silently in the corner and didn’t have any idea how to explain this to Cristella—but I saw big wolves today, and I was not daydreaming or hallucinating. I saw it in my own eyes right in front of me today.Cristella added, “Unless some people owned a wolf as a pet. But wild wolves? I don’t think so…” I didn't say anything for a second, and then I didn't say anything more to my sister because I knew she wouldn't believe me. We don't get along with each other at all, and when we talk to each other, we always end up arguing and rolling our eyes. I called my mum, and l

Elisha’s POV"How could he treat me this way?" I muttered as I walked up to my great-grandmother's tiny, old rag house. The house my grandma left behind has been empty for fifteen years. It looked like a cabin in the woods because the house was mostly made of rocks and wood that were found in the area. I didn't think I'd be in a situation like this, so I guess my world just turned upside down this time.I called a handyman in this small town who said he could help me slowly fix up this area. I only paid him by the hour. Then I had to clean up the area, even though it took all of my time. When I saw that my bank account amount was only $20,000, I clicked my tongue with frustration. I could be a VIP at a party just once with this money. Instead, I pay attention to what's necessary. I sat on the old couch, and I sneezed as I smelled the powder, and dirty ashes in the area. Then suddenly my phone suddenly rang, it was the electricity for the house, and they fixed it already for me. The

Elisha’s POVMy jaw dropped as I heard it from him. What was he think of me, a whore that he could fuck any time he wanted? I walked over to Arman with my mouth slightly parted in a sexy smile. Arman flashed me a grin, but he had no idea what was coming next; I abruptly yanked at his necktie, and he held his breath while staring at me.He held my wrist, and his gaze met my fierce eyes. He whispered, "Wild...." I drew forward so he could hear me clearly: "Go and fuck yourself, Arman." Then I let go of his necktie and swayed my hips as I was about to walk to the door, but I was startled when he grabbed my hand. The last time I remembered, he was sitting right there, and now he's behind me? How did he do that?"Arman—" I was shocked when he cupped my face, tilted his head, and smashed his lips against mine. It felt like he was trying to flatten or destroy my mouth. I could taste how wet his tongue was and how soft his lips were. It was both good and annoying because he kissed me agai

Elisha’s POVWhen I learned about him, it was like I was digging up a deep secret that only I knew a little bit about. Because if I dug deeper, I may have lost myself and will be sinking into someone like him, and there will be no way out.I put my hair in a ponytail, and he kept looking at me. He sipped his coffee, and as he smiled at me, his eyes lit up like lightning. He put his mug on the table and put his arms around my waist. He smelled my neck, and I gasped as his hands were about to cup my breasts. I had just started to feel hot again when the door suddenly opened, surprising both of us. I was thunderstruck as I saw three unexpected visitors, and Arman put me behind his back to protect me from these wild creatures.It was three men with yellow feral eyes and faced that looked like wolves had carved them. When they saw me behind Arman, they suddenly calmed down."You're a Lycan, and she's a human....how did you manage to mark her as yours?" The man asked relaxedly, and in an in