~NYSSA
I have a mate.
One of the most beautiful man I had ever laid my eyes on was my mate.
My heart quickened at the thought, but I wasn’t as excited as I wanted to be. The man’s monosyllabic, totally uninterested words rankled and I didn’t realise how it made feel until I was walking away from him.
I had tried to read his expression too, but it seed as if he had been carved out of a marble. Maybe he wasn’t human. He might be a robot.
Whatever he was, he didn’t look too happy at the fact that we were mates.
The walk to my room took shorter than I expected, and I was about to open the door when Henry ca out of his room.
"Have you been waiting out here for ? Co on, Nys. You could have just knocked or sothing," he stated and I fought the urge to do sothing drastic about that smug tone of his.
Settling for rolling my eyes, I grabbed the handle of my door and pulled.
"Whatever, Henry. I don’t want to talk to you," I muttered and was about to shut my door in his face when his hand curled around my wrist.
"Wait. Are you not going to the eting with ?" he asked. My brows furrowed into a small frown.
"What eting?"
"The King summoned us. The both of us. He’s finally ready to see us."
I felt a flutter in the bottom of my stomach at those words. After so many days of waiting for the King’s summons, it was finally happening.
I must have missed the summons while I was in the garden, but I said nothing to Henry. I stepped back out of my room, locked the door, and motioned for him to take the lead.
Henry and I walked in silence for a while before he decided to break the silence between us.
"Hey. Nys. Now that we are not in the Pack, I feel like the both of us should spend so ti together. We’ve not been hanging out as we used to and I miss you."
His voice was soft, and when I made the mistake of glancing at him, his eyes were already on . The warmth and recognition in his face, the way he was looking at like I was the only thing that mattered made my stomach flutter.
He had always looked at that way, and I used to love that expression on his face so much. But that was before he stabbed in the back and made the subject of public ridicule.
When I said nothing, Henry reached down to grab my wrist, halting my steps.
"Co on, Nys. It’s just and you in here. You don’t have to pretend. I know you still love ," he said very tenderly as he yanked closer to his warm body.
"I know you miss too," he whispered. My chest was flush against his now, and his voice had taken on a very soft, seductive quality that was making my toes coil.
Henry betrayed . He broke my heart and publicly humiliated . But as I stared at him right now, with my heart pounding so loudly against my chest, all of that faded into the background.
He was right. I missed him too. My prickly attitude towards him was because I didn’t want to find myself slipping and doing sothing I shouldn’t do.
Yet here I was, thinking about how easy it would be for to kiss him. It would be just like old tis, and I...
What the fuck was I doing?
This man was a liar, for goodness sake. I pushed away from him imdiately, feeling a little bit of disgust at myself for almost falling victim of his lies again.
"Don’t. Whatever your aim is, don’t do it. You broke up with , rember?" I snapped.
Sothing flashed in his eyes, but it was gone as fast as it ca.
"Nys, baby. You don’t understand. You are the only one I love."
A snort slipped past my lips. "If Alisa could see you right now, she would be so fucking disappointed."
Then without waiting for a response, I pushed past him and continue to walk. He fell back into step with but said nothing, and the silence between us beca very uncomfortable.
The butler was waiting for us in front of the eting room.
"The King is waiting for you," the man stated curtly before pulling the door open.
My heart rate quickened in my chest. We were finally going to et the only person who had the power to save our clan.
For a brief mont as we walked in, I wondered what the King would look like.
The door shut behind us, and the closer we moved into the room, the more nervous I was.
True to his word, the King was already waiting for us. His back was turned to us though, and I watched him with apprehension as he stared out of the window.
Beside , Henry had gone completely still. His expression was blank, but I could feel the undercurrents of anger wafting off him in silent waves.
"Henry. It’s been a long ti," the King spoke first, and sothing about his voice scratched my brain.
It was almost as if I had heard him speak before, which had to be impossible, seeing as I hadn’t t him before.
"Not long enough in my opinion," Henry shot back, and the tension in the room was so thick that I could almost taste it on my tongue.
The man said nothing for a long while, and each mont that passed only made my panic grew. I wondered if I should say sothing to try to diffuse the tension, but I remained tongue tied.
Then after spending an excruciatingly long ti staring at his back, the man turned.
The mont my gaze landed on him, panic pressed down on so hard that I saw stars.
No.
No no no. Absolutely not.
This wasn’t possible.
It should not be possible. But it was.
Henry was glaring at Rowan like he wanted nothing more than to punch the King, but Rowan’s expression remained fixed on .
He cocked his head to the side as he spoke.
"Hello, Nyssa."
I swallowed past a lump before rembering to give him a respectful curtsy.
"Hello, my King."
I, Nyssa Fang, was standing before the powerful man in all of the kingdom. The Lycan King. And he was my mate.
Holy freaking airball.
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