Chapter 39
Muren POV
We returned home after shopping. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions. I was exhausted and wanted to go back to my room and get some sleep, but Lurien insisted that I have dinner, When I refused, he said. “If you like, you can have dinner in your room.”
1 rubbed the back of my neck and smiled. “That would be great. Saying that, I walked to my room and flopped on the bed and waited for Viv Remembering the events of the day. I let out a deep sigh. Sable, Joyce, Marion. I dragged myself to my feet and started to remove my dress when a knock on my door sounded, “Come in.” I said lazily as I looked in the mirror of my dresser and removed earrings. Shock rippled through me when
I saw that the door opened and Lucien entered with a tray of food. “Alpha Lacien!” I squeaked and got up instantly.
Without tearing his gaze from me, he kicked close the door and sauntered toward me. “Dinner. For you.”
A blush crept an my cheeks with every step he took toward me because all I could see was that the top two buttons of his shirt were now open and his tattoos were showing “Th–thank you. You can keep it there, I pointed to the table, mahle to tear my gaze from his tattoos.
He raised an eyebrow and my heart thundered in my chest. How could I ask him to do that? But fe placed the tray on the table and instead of leaving, sat on the couch next to it. He gestured at the food with his chin. “Come here and have it.”
I hastily went to the couch, sat as far away as possible from him and quickly started gobbling the chicken salad, When he didn’t say a word as I ate, 1 started squirming under his unreadable gaze. Was I looking tired? Did I have dark circles under my eyes? Or was it something else? I touched my face with my hands, and with a stuffed mouth asked, “severyingbopay!”
He cleared his throat. “Everything is okay” Then he muttered, “More than okay”
I frowned when he inhaled deeply, and sat back lazily with his arm thrown on the backrest, like he was enjoying the sight. Just then there was another knock on the door. “Who’s there?” Lucien growled, not liking the intrusion.
The door opened and I saw Tarian with a set of documents. “Alpha?” he said and walked in without permission
“What are you doing here?” Lucien growled.
Tarian came to sit between us because that was the only place left. “Lady Auren has to attend some rituals,” he said as he picked up garlic butter shrimp and ate it from my plate. Then he gave some documents to Lucien. “The Shaman has called her tomorrow morning. This is the schedule
“Thanks for letting me know. Now you may leave,” Lucien snapped, taking the paper, “And if you’re hungry, you can go down and have food. This is for me and waren.”
Goddess, I couldn’t believe that Lucien was being so checky.
Tarian whipped his head to look at his Alpha, “S–sorry Alpha, it was just a small bite,” he said
Feeling embarrassed, I said, “Oh, you may take more.” I was about to pick–up another piece to give to him, up and perched himself, rather, forced himself right between us with documents in his hands.
when in a flash of a moment. Lucien got
“Stop feeding him,” he said impatiently. “You can only feed me,” he ordered. Saying that, be opened his mouth,
I didn’t know what to do, but I exchanged a glance with Tarian, my blush deepening and I put the shrimp in Lucien’s mouth. As Lucien read the document. I fed him more while Tarian watched us stunned as hell
Suddenly, Lucien turned his face toward Tarian to say something, and in confusion, I dropped the shrimp. “Sorry!” I squeaked. “I dropped it”
Lucien said, “It has gone inside my shirt. Can you take it out?”
“What?” My eyebrows shot to my hairline.
“Come on, hurry up” Lucien said. “That thing is prickly as hell! I could’ve taken it out, but I’m reading these sacred documents.”
Mortified, I blinked
my eyes,
and a stunned Tarian seemed like he was transported to a differem world
Hesitantly. I put my hand inside his shirt, my blush spreading to my chest. I searched for it, but couldn’t find ic
“You can open buttons of my shirt to fish it out,” Lucie suggested, leaning back and smirking.
Thit my lip opened the buttons and when I spread open his shirt, I saw the shrimp tucked inside the waistline of his pants. God damn it. Curling my finger, 1 fished it out and by that time, I saw the familiar bulge in his pants. But it was bigger.
“Oh my goddess” I exclaimed frantically. “Your pre–pee!” I poimed at it. “It’s swollen. More than the last time!”
This time Than’s eyes also landed there. Then his gaze snapped to Lucien’s face who glared at him as if daring him to speak. “Get Out” Lucien
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Tarian terally disappeared from there, muttering something about food porn.
Half an hour later, when I finished, Lucien was still lounging in his open shirt. My mind was a marx–not just from the display he’d put on in front of Tarian, but from those tattoos. I had to force my case back to the food, refusing to let them distract me. And Latin–the strongest wolf of the North–was dearly enjoying my struggle. Because not once did he move…
He made me read the schedule a number of times while watching me. Eventually, he got up and walked to his room through the door that connected our rooms.
I sucked in a sharp breath when the door closed behind him. What the hell was going on with hind
Next day. I went to the temple along with Vivi for the Luna part ceremony. The morning air was cool against my skin as I stood before the grand ceremonial altar, my heart pounding. I was made to wear a white ceremonial rolic. The Shaman stood in front of me, holding a bowl filled with
cred water, Some park members surrounded us in a quiet semicircle, as we waited for the ritual to begin, each holding an incense.
“The Luna Pact has been broken for centuries,” the Shaman began. “The bond between Alphas of the North and the Moon Goddess has weakened. And with it, the Bride’s Bane curse that plagues your Alpha’s bloodline remains unbroken.”
My fingers tightened around the edge of my ceremonial robe
Shaman conunued. “A cruel fate where every woman destined to be with Alpha Lacien would die within a year.
a
It was the first time I was hearing of it so openly, the weight of it setting on my shoulders like an invisible chain.
“You must perform this ceremony to seek the Goddess’s favor, the Shaman continued. “Only the right soul can unshackle the binding. If you are truly meant to be his mate, she will bear you.”
I knew that it was just a ritual and nothing else. My destiny was already carved in stone. I swallowed hard and stepped forward to take the bowl of
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