All Chapters of Sold to Lycan King for Surrogacy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Methis Delis POVAfter a hearty breakfast and some touching talks, I cleared the table and did the dishes immediately to avoid them piling up later in the evening. My father headed off to the home office while I went to the living room to pass some time and think on my current being. I had school to attend and the level of work waiting for me back at the stadium was bone-breaking. I had to resume soon. I only came back here to have some time off from all the stress and all the drama going on in my life. I had to constantly remind myself about that because soon enough I knew I would get too comfortable and forget all my other responsibilities until it was too late. I had a career to chase. The more I kept thinking about the career I had to chase, the more I reminded myself of Jamal who was here and wanted me to be his Luna. It was an impediment to my career. Or was my career just being an impediment to a regal future with Jamal? Being a queen was said to be every female's dream in the

Jamal POV“No. I am not,” I lied. I had no idea who this boy was but somehow he knew my name. For all I could tell, this boy could be a spy or worse. He was unknown to me so admitting my name might not be the best thing to do.“I know who you are, sir. You are Jamal,” he insisted.“And how did you come about that knowledge?” I asked.“I inferred it.”“Well then your inferring is wrong.”“It is not. He knows you. You were the guy who fought in the mall the other day.”Damn the internet, I thought. I should have taken that into account before I fought Xander that day but I was overwhelmed with anger so nothing other than the moment mattered. I turned to the boy and looked at him.“Even before the fight, he knew you,” the boy added.That was exactly the question I had wanted to ask. Who knew me? who was the ‘he’ this boy was referring to? “Who knew me?” I asked.“The Watcher,” he whispered.“The who?” I asked. Quite confused by what he said. Partly intrigued but majorly disgusted.“The W

Jamal POV“Love,” he said simply as he tossed me the cube.“Love?” I caught the cube and began shuffling it with as many complexity as I could probably do it. “What makes you think its love?”“Well, I have not experienced it myself but from what I see, love can make you do crazy things including banging a man’s head into concrete till it tears open.”He was mocking the fight between Xander and myself but I would take it lightly. He was not wrong though. Love would make you do crazy things. Things so crazy that after you are done and if the love fades, you would wonder why you had done it and if really was the driving factor logical enough to make you do those thing. I had experienced it twice. Once with the Dark Witch and the other one now with Methis who happened to look so much like the Dark Witch. A coincidence I am still amazed by.I tossed the shuffled cube back to Autumn and he set to work with arranging it. “I do not think that that is love,” I said.“You don’t?”“No I do.”“I

Methis' POVThe rest of the weekend was basically spent with my Dad doting me, not letting me participate even a little bit in chores of the house which he insisted was "manual labor to his princess." A lot of times it felt really weird, being treated like a baby that is, as though I couldn't take care of myself on my own. Other times it brought back heavy waves of nostalgia. About my childhood. My father when I got sick as a kid hardly ever left my bedside whenever I had as much as the flu.When he came back from a drive that evening and saw me still lying on the bed, he tutted loudly."That's it Methis, you are going out."I shot up from the sheets, "What?""A bar downtown, here, you can have my credit card and my car, go there mix, have some fun okay? You can't stay huddled up all day."But Dad... ""Just go, Methis," he said, refusing to hear any protests, "I promise, you will feel better okay?"Seeing he was determined to get me out of the house, I immediately worked out he had n

Jamal's POVThe next day, I decided to try my luck once again. As soon as the kids were fed and watching TV, I drove off to see if she was back, but not before stopping and buying some food from a restaurant downtown.Somehow that felt appropriate, a peace offering to get on her good side. No arguments today, I wasn't going to upset her in anyway.We were just going to talk, that's it.I drove up to Methis’ apartment with a mix of anticipation and a strange calm. I hadn’t seen her since she left her father’s house, and I knew she must be going through a lot. I also knew that away from her father’s influence, she was more vulnerable, and given the fact that he very clearly disliked me, she would be less hostile too, and I hoped to take advantage of that.I knocked on the door, and to my surprise, Methis answered it herself. She looked tired and withdrawn, but her eyes lit up when she saw me.“Jamal,” she said, her voice barely a whisper.“Hey,” I replied, a little smile spreading acros