Lahat ng Kabanata ng WANTED! KING NOLAN'S OBSESSION.: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Ronnie's POVMy heart slammed hard against my ribs.The Lycan King stood a few steps away from me, tall and still. His broad shoulders filled the space near the wardrobe door.For a second… neither of us spoke.My brain was screaming.Great.Just great.Of all the moments for him to walk in… it had to be when I was standing there holding a fistful of underwear and a sharp tongue like some thief caught red-handed.My face burned.Tell me he didn't hear what I said...I quickly bent down and scooped the scattered lingerie into my arms again.“I was just… looking around,” I muttered.The words sounded stupid the moment they left my mouth.Of course, I was looking around.What else would someone do after waking up in a strange palace?I stood up again and tried not to look at him. But it was impossible.His eyes were already on me, and he was watching my every move.The fact that he wasn't saying anything. That was the fact that annoyed me the most.I dropped the pile of lingerie onto the

Nolan’s POV​“Go on, son. Reject her.”​My mother’s voice echoed through the courtyard with so much sharpness.​Every pair of eyes turned to me, waiting, expecting, hoping that I would obey. They all hoped that I would bend to their worthless tradition, just like they had seen kings do before me.​My gaze remained on my mother, a defiant look clouding my eyes as I stared back.​I never expected that the moon goddess would hand over a werewolf to me as my mate, but trust the goddess to always humble whatever ego you think you have.​My eyes remained on them. I hadn't said a word, and they were waiting. Some even looked like they were making silent prayers.​But instead of saying a word in their favour, my grip on Ronnie’s hand tightened, not enough to hurt her, but enough to make my stance clear.​“No one tells me what to do,” I said, my voice steady, carrying across the courtyard without effort. “I have decided… and so shall it be.”​That was enough to silence them.​My fath

Ronnie’s POV​"But you say you feel nothing?" He whispered in my ear. His hands still remained on my waist possessively.​"So why did you close your eyes like you're expecting something?" His words tore through the stupid thoughts that had filled my mind just moments ago.​I quickly sat back on the bed, looking everywhere else but at him. I didn't even know how to defend myself, but I just needed to say something so he wouldn't think that he was right.​“I don't want anything from you. I just want to leave this hell of a place. What can I do to make you leave me alone?”​The words tumbled out of my mouth, raw and pleading. He looked at me like I’d just dropped something breakable.​He didn’t answer immediately.​Instead, he just looked at me.​He stayed quiet for a while, his eyes staring directly into mine. His gaze wasn’t angry. It was just as if he was searching my face for something, or maybe just thinking about something I’d never understand. The silence dragged on, thic

Ronnie’s POV“What is going on here?” King Nolan's voice echoed behind his mother.He stepped in, his gaze sweeping across the broken camera, the scattered pieces on the floor, his mother standing stiffly, and finally landing on me.Something flashed in his eyes.“You can leave now, mother. I'll handle it from here," he said calmly.She didn't argue; she just loved me over from head to toe before she finally turned and made her way out.Once she was gone, he shut the door behind him.Silence fell upon the room.He remained standing near the door, watching me. I folded my arms, refusing to look away.Finally, he walked closer.“How long are you going to continue acting like this?” he asked.His tone wasn’t harsh. But it wasn’t soft either. It sounded tired.“Until you let me go,” I answered immediately without hesitation or even fear."Do you realise that I am the Lycan King, and I'm only tolerating you because I choose to?""I didn't ask you to, did I?" I lashed back, defiantly."Than

Chapter 19Ronnie’s POVEven I was scared of the way my own voice sounded.The words had torn out of my throat before I could stop them. My body jerked upright on the bed, my chest rising and falling rapidly as if I had just run miles. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it was trying to break through my ribs.The dream still remained very fresh in my head. Mostly because it felt like he was actually going to do what he did there in the dream.I touched my neck once again to be sure that he hadn't successfully marked me.I sighed out in relief when I checked and felt nothing. I didn't also see any trace of blood on my neck.No matter how I tried to convince myself that it was just a dream, my skin still tingled, most especially around my neck, like the phantom sensation was still there.I looked disdainfully at him.He was standing beside the bed, his brows slightly drawn together, his expression unreadable but curious. He looked like he was trying to piece together what had just ha