The Royal Mask

Chapter 17

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Ophelia POV

I peck him on his lips.

He opens his eyes, beautiful golden eyes looking at me with love and suprise.

"I got your answer."

"H..how?" He whispers.

"Your wolf reached out to mine and he wants me..." I say while blushing.

Oh god why am I blushing???
Damn Ophelia.

After a few seconds, he answers, "You are the first one."

"Hm?"

"My wolf has never reached out to anyone, you are the first one."

Ohh. What happened to him that he can't turn into his wolf. Since he is a lycan that must be so suffocating.

"What about you? Do you want me?" I ask.

"Ophelia..no matter how much I want you, I have many secrets which I can't tell you yet. Telling you will risk your safety and I don't know how and when I will turn into a lycan fully. Till then I won't be able to protect you like a mate should be. Do you want me still as your mate?" He asks looking down at me.

"Nate...I trust you. It doesn't matter if you are a lycan or a human what matters is that we want each other...we love each other that we are destined to be together. I know you are hiding somethings but I believe you will open up to me someday and I will be always there for you. If you are worried about you not turning into your lycan we will find a solution together. You are my mate, Nate. You will always be." I glance into his intense golden eyes.

He doesn't say anything, his eyes full of raw emotions.

He leans down and rests his forehead against mine.

Small electrifying tingles run down my spine as I watch him breathlessly, his eyes studying mine with silent intensity as his warm breath fans across my face.

He whispers in a deep husky voice, "Ophelia Lockhart...I already broke my own promise of staying away from you when I kissed you at the club. I will never let you go now, you are mine."

Hearing these words from him..I feel a rush of euphoric bliss inside me. My wolf howls with happiness.

He smiles and then his warm soft lips connects with mine.

It was like the air was knocked out my lungs.

I kissed him back this time. His hold on me tightened, crushing my body to his, gentle yet firm. He slanted my head further and deepened the kiss.

There was no space left between us. I could hear the beating of his heart loudly and clearly matching with my own.

His hands were wrapped around my waist and mine locked around his neck pulling him down.

When we broke apart for air, he looked down at me brushing his thumb across my swollen lips. His eyes full of love and awe and desire, he smiled at me and I smiled back, sinking into his hold.