เข้าสู่ระบบThe private wing was everything the guest palace hadn’t been. The bedroom had high windows facing the northern gardens—Evren didn’t even know the palace had more than one garden until now.There was a hearth large enough to keep the whole room warm through the coldest nights, a wardrobe bigger than the one in the guest bedroom. Evren stood in the centre of the room, his eyes taking in everything he could see while he wondered why this move was even necessary.But then again it seemed like the king needed to keep a closer watch on his prized tribute. And what could Evren say? He had no choice in the matter.He knew being this close meant the king had proper and easier access to him, which meant Evren needed to be extra careful. If the bleeding he experienced in the past few days meant what Evren thought it meant, then his heat would come back the following month and that meant Evren could get pregnant again.More opportunities for the king to have sex with Evren meant more risks of get
Confusion marred Evren’s expression at the King’s response, unable to understand the certain shift in their conversation and why the King had suddenly brought that up.He knew he wasn’t supposed to question the King, but he couldn’t nod right now and pretend to understand what was happening, because he didn’t.“I don’t understand, Your Majesty.” He made sure his tone carried his confusion so the king wouldn’t think he was being insolent.“You will be moved to the private wing. Nearer to my own rooms,” Lachlan said as plainly as he could, as if that were enough to explain his decision. “Better appointed guards, better attendants.”It looked as though the Lycan king had made up his mind and there was nothing Evren could do to stop it now, yet still he needed more than just a plain answer.“I don’t—,” Evren started, then paused upon realising he was about to repeat the same sentence. “Is this a punishment, Your Majesty? For last night?”Perhaps the king realised if Evren was closer, he w
Lachlan woke up before dawn, which was not unusual for him, except that for the first time in longer than he could easily account for, he woke without the need to reach for the day’s obligations.The night before hadn’t exactly gone the way the Lycan King had thought. When he left his study after Marisol’s words, it was to check on his omega and see why Evren was bleeding or why he was in pain.But the night had presented a different challenge that had completely changed Lachlan’s concern. Although Evren hadn’t divulged much about what happened to him, the Omega had made sure to clarify that none of the attempts succeeded.Lachlan wasn’t sure at first why Evren hammered on that particular point. But he soon detected the fear in the omega’s voice and realised why.Evren thought Lachlan was only interested in the details of his past because the Lycan King could be jealous or possessive of the possibility that he wasn’t Evren’s first.That was nowhere near the reason Lachlan had been con
It took a long moment before Evren’s breathing steadied, before the frantic look in his eyes gave way to something quieter, and then shame followed.Despite how relaxing it felt to be the Lycan king’s embrace, Evren couldn’t completely relax. Shame crawled on his skin as he replayed his reaction to the king’s entrance.He should’ve known it was the king. Why had he gotten so scared and then freaked out? He wasn’t even in StoneRidge again, and memories like that should no longer hunt him.Not when he’d safely shelved it away. If he was still in StoneRidge and that happened, perhaps Evren would’ve understood why. But even back in StoneRidge he’d never let himself go into panic like that.That was dangerous and the fastest way to get himself hurt. Because having a panic episode meant losing sense of himself and control of what could happen to him, and that was never a good idea. Being conscious of everything happening to him was what kept him alive long enough in StoneRidge.He might’ve
It had taken Lachlan less than two minutes to get to the guest lodge in the Palace. On a normal day, it was a seven- to ten-minute walk, no less, from the guest lodge to the main Palace.Yet, Lachlan had reached Evren’s door in no less than two minutes thanks to his Lycan speed. The Alpha King hadn’t bothered to be gentle as he slammed the door open, which didn’t seem like too much force to him. But it turned out to be too much for the omega.Lachlan had barely taken a step past the threshold when he noticed how Evren had recoiled. He thought the omega was startled and didn’t realise the actual truth of what was unfolding in his eyes until he saw the way Evren staggered back, raising his hands in defence when Lachlan got closer.The air in the room had changed in an instant, filled with a sour, panic-copper tang of fear. The little omega had gone from standing by the window to a heap on the floor in a matter of what seemed like minutes.Lachlan’s confusion had been written all over hi
Evren sighed, wrapping his bathrobe tighter around himself as he exited the bathroom. He felt lighter, like a pound of weight had been lifted off him; perhaps it had been.The ache had receded by a huge fraction. It wasn’t as intense as when it started, and the bleeding had finally stopped. At least Evren hoped so.Yesterday’s bleeding had been brutal, and he had spent several hours in the bathtub. Marisol had questioned him tirelessly each time she came over.Evren had gotten the hint that perhaps the king had tasked Marisol to keep an eye on him and that maybe had saddened him a bit because for a moment there, it felt good to see someone else other than himself care about his wellbeing.But this Omega had no real attachment to Evren, so why would she care for him? It didn’t matter though; Evren hadn’t entered the palace with the mindset to find love or a chosen family.The king’s absence had made things smoother for Evren. At least he didn’t have to explain why he was bleeding.The





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