▪️WEREWOLF ROMANCE▪️
"Would you rather I chain you to a post and have you sleep on the ground outside?" Edric raised a brow.
His response caught me off guard and I stammered, "W-what? No... I-"
"It can be arranged," the Lycan King scowled.
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The night air puffed out of my mouth like smoke. My breathing was deep and shallow while I quickly ran through the forest, heading towards the Soljord Mountains.
Lenna's beautiful face against the window had burnt itself into my mind when I left the castle.
She was all I could think about lately.
The scent from her skin almost drove me mad at times, testing the limits of my self-control.
Before leaving her bedroom, I had held her face and looked down into her mesmerising purple eyes. I wanted to tell her how proud I was of her for all the work she had been putting in, and I had been so close to admitting such.
It was amazing how much she had grown over these last few weeks.
Without even realising it, my admiration for her increased with each passing day. It was at a point now where I could not look at her without feeling some sort esteem.
Regrettably, I had yet to voice such.
The need to fervently express how far I was willing to go to keep her safe had been on the tip of my tongue. However, I withheld my confession, for it sounded much too affectionate in my head and I could not have her misinterpreting my words.
I thought back to the incident over two weeks ago, when she had her menses.
Knowing that she was not pregnant for that werewolf had stirred something primitive deep within me. Dare I say out loud, that I was pleased that she was not carrying his wretched pup!
At first, my thoughts had shocked me.
Lenna should not be affecting me in this way. Yet, for some unknown reason, she was.
By the Gods!
The scent of her blood seemed to bring out new parts of me, parts that I did not know even existed, and I wanted nothing more than to pounce and claim her as my own. My inner beast did not seem to care that she was human, for there was a power within her that called to me.
When the distinct scent of Lenna's menses first hit me that morning, I thought I would go insane as I paced about my room, clawing at the walls. As luck would have it, I had some business to attend to with Abidan in terms of securing some of the upper central plain borders.
As such, I was able to escape being around her. While many would call me a coward, I knew that if I had stayed, I would not have been able to hold back from kissing her.
Unfortunately, within two days, we had completed our task.
As soon as we had made it back to the castle, I immediately locked on to her scent and found her in the library. Standing by the door as I looked up at her, I inhaled large gulps of air laced heavily with her fragrance.
It had driven me absolutely mad!
If I were a weaker Lycan, I would have grabbed Lenna right there and then and taken her against the bookshelf, marking her as mine, and she would have loved it!
