The Lycan King's Rebel

𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

-HER-

"Why did you come here then?" He demanded heatedly while looking me dead into the eyes. It was as if he had the ability to look into my soul.

To see you. "Because I wanted to see the festival," I told him instead. It was hard to maintain my determination while my eyes were locked with his. The intensity in them was making me falter and driving my wolf closer and closer to losing control. The mate bond was very strong and overwhelming sometimes.

I wondered if it was like this or if this was more intense in my case because of his powerful lycan and our differences. I didn't know but I was sure that if we weren't surrounded by so many people then we'd have been already tearing each other's clothes apart. I could see the intense lust and desire simmering in his eyes and how his body looked slightly tensed.

It was as if he was fighting himself. The tension surrounding us didn't help us at all. My wolf was already driving me crazy to be so close to him. I wondered if the mate bond was as intense on his side as well.

"You know women aren't allowed here," He told me next grimly.

"I know," I told him pointedly.

"Then why did you come?" He asked me again, this time much more grimly. I could see him stripping me naked in his head.

"Because I wanted to," I told him adamantly. I wasn't going to give him the truth yet. I came to the festival solely because to meet him and talk about our last encounter. I wanted some sort of closure.

I wanted to know where this was headed, where we were headed. If he really didn't want me then why didn't he simply reject me and move on? Why did he leave me hanging? If he didn't feel like he could reject me then it was fine.

I'd reject him and we could live in peace...at least that was how I was perceiving it.

He slightly narrowed his eyes at me due to the response and leaned in a bit too close and muttered against my ear, "You're not good at lying, Celeste,"

This made my heart race even more and I was again swallowing down the lump building in my throat. If anything, the tension between us rose even more and there was nothing helping it to ease.

"I'm not lying," I told him but he shook his head. There was this look on his face that told me that he wasn't buying this no matter what. He spoke next, the darkness in his voice was very clearly audible, "I'm asking you for the last time, Celeste. Why did you come here?"

I looked him dead in the eyes and told him with the same dark tone, "Because I wanted to see the festival,"

I knew my answer had ticked him off this time. There was a combination of anger and frustration simmering in his eyes with some other emotions that I couldn't comprehend. His jaw was set as he glared at me. There was a muscle ticking in his jaw and his body seemed to have grown tenser.

Without a warning, he clutched my wrist painfully under the table, making me gasp. I tried to shift away from him but he tugged me towards him until the side of my thigh was pressed against his. He then leaned into me and spoke very huskily against my ear, "Lie to me as much as you want right now but once we are alone, I know all the ways to get the truth out of your lips,"

I shivered at his words and something between my thighs pulsed, making me squeeze them harder. My body grew slightly hot, especially after feeling his hot lips brush against my ear and his hot breath fanning my jaw. I sat still for a moment and pursed my lips in a thin line.

I didn't dare look at him at that moment because I was scared I would lose control and do something that would get me into more trouble.

Fortunately, the drinks had arrived by now, giving me an opportunity to distract myself from the fact that the side of his body was pressed against mine and he was still holding my wrist under the table with the same crushing pressure, promising some bruises on my skin later.