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Ursula:

Many Years Ago:

"Where are we going, Thomas Niles?" I joked nervously, using his full na. I was trying to sound confident, even though my heart felt deeply unsettled.

We had been married for two months now, and I’d seen Thomas go from cheerful to creepy in re minutes. I knew I shouldn’t be saying that about my mate, but it was the truth. There was another bitter truth behind our marriage: I never found my fated mate. I had to settle for a chosen one.

But it wasn’t all bad. At least, it shouldn’t have been.

Thomas had found in the woods one day. He brought ho. He gave love. He told I needed a mate to be ranked and allowed to live in the pack. So I married him.

I was happy for a week. Then, he began to grow distant. He started to seem more secretive every day.

"We’re at a royal party," he said, leading into a room full of n, royal n.

Probably Alphas and Betas.

"Umm... okay, but what are we doing among them?" I didn’t like the environnt one bit.

As soon as I entered that place, my heart began to sink. I had never been to a royal house before. But even then, I knew enough to understand that there is never such a large bed in a living room. And then all those n were sitting there, wearing masks. I couldn’t see the face of a single one of them, and none of them were accompanied by their wives or mates, only n. And then there was , the only woman standing there with my husband.

And the dress he had brought for , which I had thought was a gift because he was feeling guilty for treating badly last week, that too now seed less like a gift and more like a purpose.

"Co on, Ursula, keep a smile on your face," Niles said to . He did keep a smile on his own face, but the way he clenched the words between his teeth made it clear to that he wasn’t happy about my sudden change in mood.

"Niles, take ho. I don’t want to stay here. I don’t want to be part of this party. What kind of party is this?" I looked around nervously and complained.

I wasn’t feeling good at all. First, he didn’t even tell where we were going. Then suddenly, he brought to this place among so many royal people. I couldn’t understand what right we Ogas had to even be here.

"Oh, just stop it already, you always have a habit of making a scene," Niles said. "The mont soone gives you even slightly better treatnt, you start acting up. Look around—we’re among so many royal people, and you’re still creating problems here."

Suddenly, Niles pulled his hand away from mine and started confronting .

Being surrounded by so many n made feel uncomfortable. They were just sitting there, watching , as if we were so kind of entertainnt for them.

"Okay, fine. But what kind of place is this? Why is there such a big bed here? What is it for?"

I asked my man, looking him straight in the eyes.

"What do you an, ’for whom’? It’s for both of us," Niles said with a smile.

But even my fake smile vanished.

"What do you an it’s for both of us? Why is there a bed placed here for us, among so many n? Niles, what is going on here?"

Now I was completely anxious. I couldn’t understand anything anymore. My heartbeat was getting faster.

"Niles, tell what’s going on?" I asked him again, locking eyes with him.

"Co on, Ursula," he said, "You’re not going to embarrass in front of all these people.

If you say no to here, they’ll laugh at tomorrow. It’s just one night, what’s the big deal? All we have to do is act like we don’t see them while we do it, and then we’ll go ho with a lot of money. It’s not like they’ll even recognize us tomorrow. We’re just Ogas. Who’s going to talk about this?"

It felt like my eyes were about to pop out in shock. I kept staring at Niles’s face, searching for even a trace of sha, but there was none. What he was asking to do in front of all those people—it was completely inappropriate. And I just couldn’t understand how he had agreed to sothing like this.

No matter how much money was being offered, how could he expose his wife like that in front of everyone?

I was truly stunned.

Until now, I had always thought Niles was just a rude and arrogant man. But today I realized—he could do anything for money. He was utterly shaless.

And I was completely, horribly trapped. No matter how many tis I said no, he kept trying to convince .

He would gently stroke my hair, sotis doing one thing, sotis another—trying to coax .

He even started making promises, "this will be the last ti, everything will be okay."

In the end, it started to feel like I had no choice but to give up. Otherwise, there would be a huge scene when we got ho. I had nowhere else to go.

I couldn’t even return to the woods—I wouldn’t survive there either. Even back then, when he had found and rescued in the woods, I was already in a terrible state.

Now I was even more scared. And I didn’t think they would let leave this place unless I gave in.

So I just closed my eyee, and agreed. After all, it was just one night.

And he was my mate.

I just had to make sure not to look at anyone else—so I wouldn’t see if they were looking at .

But I was so innocent. I had no understanding of their world. I had no idea that the truth of that night was far deeper than I realized. He hadn’t brought there just to show off.

He had ticulously trapped here. And by the ti I began to realize that the n around had started to crawl into the bed with us,

It was already too late.

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