All Chapters of Two Months: Desired By The Lycan’s King : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

72 Mondrian The packed house was quiet, the kind of stillness that settled only in the deepest hours of the night. And yet I laid awake unable to sleep, I sat on a makeshift study, a glass of garney whiskey in hand, going over reports from the border patrols I couldn't attend to while I was away. Everything seemed peaceful, but I couldn’t shake the sense of unrest that lingered on my mind keeping me awake since I had ordered the maids to clean up a room for Celene as per her orders earlier. Her cold demeanor, the way she shrank back into herself when I tried to speak with her, had hurt more than I wanted to let know. She was doing so well, we had come so far I thought it was only a matter of time before she accepted me. But something had changed this evening. Something has spooked her. And I didn't know how to get her back to herself. I drained the glass and leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair. She was my mate, and the bond between us was undeniable. I wanted

74Mondrian The marketplace was the same as usual charged with an energy that made me smile. It bustled with vendors calling out their wares, children laughing, and the scent of spices and baked goods weaved through the air. As we stepped into the chaos that felt like home, I glanced at Celene. Her wide eyes darted between stalls, taking in the vibrant displays of fabrics, jewelry, and food. She looked both mesmerized and slightly overwhelmed.She must not have seen a market so big, with her trying to hide her wolf all these while and being shunned from gatherings. I placed a hand on her lower back, to protect her while guiding her gently. “Take your time, Celene. Just relax. I'm here if you need anything.”She glanced up at me her eyes wide with fear and her lips parting as if to give me a response, but instead, she gave a small nod. Slowly, her shoulders relaxed, and she began to move through the stalls with more ease. I stayed close, not just as her guide, but because I found my

76 Celene “I just wanted to show you how much you mean to me matter what anyone says. I choose to be with you Celene. No one else.” Mondrian's words replay in my head as I go through the motions of shopping, which I decided to continue, despite his absence not wanting to make all his efforts go down the drain. I sighed as I walked absentmindedly. It was no longer fun. “Princess Celene, are you listening?” A worried voice pulled me out of my thoughts, I looked up to find Madam Trish looking at me, she had shown herself after Mondrian had left introducing herself as the boutique owner and my guide for the rest of the day. Mondrian had ordered her to make sure I lacked nothing. A feeling of warmth overwhelmed me as I realized Mondrian had taken his time to plan for everything. Despite not being present I was still treated like royalty this was a different feeling from back home as no one had ever done this for me. This behavior seemed to dwell in everyone at White Fire Lycan as N

78 Author “How could he do this to me?” Pecan raged, pacing her lavishly furnished room. Her signature heels clicked sharply against the wooden floor, her movements angered. She paid no mind to her lackeys squirming awkwardly on the couch, watching her storm with wide, uncertain eyes. Her mind was a swirling storm of bitterness and fury. “After everything I’ve done for him. We were so close. He trusted me!” Her voice cracked as her perfectly manicured fingers pressed into her temples. “How could he just... choose her over me? This isn’t fair!” Her nails drummed against the edge of her chin as she muttered furiously to herself, anger practically radiating off her. One of her so-called friends, Cindy dared to speak up, her voice quivering to match Pecan’s outrage, “I don't understand why he would do this. He even removed you from your post. That's just too much.” “Yeah, Cindy’s right,” chimed in Mai, the taller and burlier of the two, her tone laced with sympathy. “And to think y

80 Celene I stood so quickly that my chair screeched against the floor. The room goes quiet and I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, but I didn’t dare to look up. “Bathroom.” I bolted for the Exit, ignoring Zara as she popped up from her seat, and hit on my heels. “I’ll come with you!” As soon as we turned a corner, Zara caught on, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. “Celene,” Zara said, her tone teasing but soft, “you’ve got to relax. You’re acting like Mondrian just sprouted a second head.” I shot her a look, even as a small laugh escaped me. “It’s not that. It’s just... the way he looks at me. It’s intense.” “Well, yeah,” she said, leaning casually against the wall as I fidgeted. “If you didn't notice. You are stunning tonight. It would take a dead man not to notice that.” I blinked at her, caught off guard. “What?” “Stunning,” she repeated, smirking now. “Don’t tell me you didn’t notice how the crowd kept stealing glances at you. Heck, even Mondrian couldn’t keep his eyes