The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation – Chapter 74

Chapter 74

—- Bye, Valeria! See you later! he shouted from the hallway, and I couldn’t help but laugh, covering my mouth with my hand.

Stop harassing my woman, you brat! You won’t be seeing anyone later! Aldric roared, making me melt with that: my woman.

Having Dave around felt like living with an overgrown teenager.

But he brought a bit of joy to these cold walls, and even Aldric forgave his antics.

I didn’t know what he wanted from me, but later, after settling in and airing out my small room, I saw him again.

I had been organizing my room when I found, well hidden in the closet, one of the shirts Quinn had given me to mend.

Holding it in my hands now, I realized how naive I had been to accept something so risky.

But I was a free woman—I didn’t owe explanations to anyone.

So, I made several stitching adjustments for him.

I had to return it somehow.

I didn’t want Aldric to get the wrong idea.

Then again, that lycan king was a professional stalker…

Better to take it to Celine’s room.

Knock, knock, knock.

Someone knocked on my door, and when I opened it, I found Juliette coming to greet me.

She was carrying a large basket of clean laundry, giving me the perfect excuse to slip the shirt inside.

“Girl, I knew you’d make it big!” she squealed, walking beside me down the hallway.

“Remember us poor mortals when you become Queen!”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Juliette. His Majesty and I… well, it’s complicated,” I replied, a bit embarrassed.

Privacy in this damn world of beasts was impossible.

Not even being a secret lover could stay secret.

“Complicated? What’s complicated will be the baby bump you’ll have in a few months! Tell me, tell me, is His Majesty really that good in bed like they say?”

“Juliette!”

“Hahaha! You should see your face all red! It must be true—he’s a stallion! How many inches, huh? Spill the tea!”

—- She was being impossible, teasing me, but around her, I always felt relaxed.

“Valeria!” Dave’s voice echoed behind us, and I turned around immediately.

What the hell was that clumsy lycan up to now?

“Don’t worry. His Majesty is in a meeting with Quinn, Beof, and Erik,” he mentioned the other lycans, and I didn’t know why he thought I’d be worried.

Honestly, he should be the worried one.

“Okay… I just wanted to ask because I heard you’re good at embroidery, and then I saw—hey! This is the same stitching I noticed before! Quinn was so selfish he didn’t tell me which maid did it!”

I tensed when he pulled the very shirt I had folded into Juliette’s laundry basket, the one belonging to Guardian Quinn.

“Did you do this, or can you tell me which maid did? I had to fire the last one—she was stealing from me! At least I only kicked her out. If it were Aldric’s maid, she would’ve lost her head.”

…well…

uh…

Shit.

I froze for a moment, struggling for words.

I didn’t want to admit I had done it myself—this was already way too coincidental.

I glanced nervously at Juliette, but she was looking down, strangely silent and blushing.

“I did it,” came a barely audible whisper.

If I hadn’t been standing right next to her, I wouldn’t have heard it.