The Lycan's True Mate

CHAPTER4

STALE LOVE

LORETTA’s POV

It’s been a few months since the shocking announcement and I’m now the Lycan king's second wife, I tried to fight it of course, I even tried threatening him with poisoning myself but he still didn’t bulge or change his decision.

“What are you talking about Morgan … your brother almost r***d me that night! He locked the door and chained me to the bed!” I retorted to my best friend.

She was saying something about letting the past go and me opening my heart to receive the Lycan kings' love. “To hell with love! He didn’t know about love when he kept his marriage a secret from me or when he forced me with a contract to marry him” I had screamed at my friend when she said that to me.

Of course, she’s not at fault but as I dare not to shout or question the Lycan king, I always pour out my frustration on his sister and she allows it all the time, hoping it would calm me down.

“You told me he wasn’t able to touch you right? You escaped…”, she responded, evading my eyes. “For how long will I escape… he warned me about evading him which you know I’m doing, I can’t be around him.. he broke my trust by lying and forcefully marrying me …

“You know about the contract as well, your brother is so cruel… he threatened to stop Cynthia’s treatment until I get married and promised to give him an heir!” I had bellowed back at my friend.

Just like Morgan tried to talk to me about forgiveness and opening my heart to love, the Elder King came to talk to me for the first time since I moved into the castle. It was about the same topic. I didn’t dare to say anything in his presence but I blocked out all of his advice.

To my surprise, the elder maid who was also the Lycan king's nanny when he was younger came to see me as well. It was later that I realized that the Lycan king had probably complained to them about me. I wonder what he sees In me that makes him so obsessed.

I sat in the garden and allowed my thoughts to wander around to the incident happening in the last few days, my depression getting the best of me. I thought my life would be void of pain and agony after escaping my aunt’s clutches.

But right now I feel cursed like Aunty Linda used to say I am. Natasha wouldn’t let me breathe in peace, always after my life. Especially when the king is out of the castle.

One day she had sneaked into my bathroom and almost slit my wrist, I was so scared that day, her eyes were twitching like that of a mad woman and she was beyond reasoning, my guards had saved me at the last minute, if not, I might have bled to death.

As usual, Natasha got her punishment but I was her prey, she wouldn’t let me breathe peacefully. “ The result is out…” Morgan's slurpy and excited voice jerked me out of my sad thoughts.

I heaved inwardly, the look on her face was enough to tell me the outcome of the letter in her hands, she was practically waving it in my face and squeaking out loud, I didn’t know if I should be happy or sad.

“I need you to stay quiet about this… okay!, you have to or I might lose my life and that of the baby…” I warned her seriously, searching her excited eyes and she nodded in understanding but kept flapping the paper in my face while she danced.

“Sooner or later he will know … I advise you not to keep it a secret for too long!” Morgan advised, finally falling tiredly into a chair closest to me.

She was breathing heavily from exhilaration and anticipation, her little dancing must have worn her out. Including the fact that she raced down from the laboratory down to my apartment.

I have been feeling sick and out of place for a few weeks now, we secretly took a pregnancy test and right now she just walked in to tell me that I’m pregnant. Aside from the fact that Natasha would kill me before I get the chance to give birth to any heir.

It would also mean me losing to the lycan king, our night of erotical relationship had led to this. The fact that I always enjoy his touch and anticipate his arrival in my chamber is much more annoying.

We cannot deny the fact that we are attracted to each other. I tried to escape him but I had to give in sooner than I thought, most times I would open my legs and moan shamelessly all through as he plunged into me all through the night.

After that, I would stay away from him and pretend like he doesn’t exist, but at night I would wait for him in my sexy lingerie and open my legs for him shamelessly.

I was assuring Morgan repeatedly that I was fine and good, but from the look on her face, I knew for sure that it wasn’t working, I didn’t want to bother her anymore with my bad luck and problems.

We have been together in this dark dungeon for the past three days, without water or food and I wasn’t allowed to take my bath too. Morgan tried to sneak in food and water for me but the guards caught her and returned it.

“He hasn’t visited me .. just left me here to die…” I whispered to Morgan, my voice weak and strained, she held onto my hand and smiled sadly at me, a deep frown creasing her head.

“I went to him to plead but he wouldn’t even give an audience to me… I’m so sorry, I don’t know what to do anymore… I wish I could help, my brother is so adamant and none of the guards here can disobey him” she informed me stretching her free hand to clean my tears.

“I’m disappointed in the Lycan king, he allowed his rage to blind his thoughts and reasoning… he knows how much my aunt loathes me and he went on to listen to the lie against me… threw me here without any investigation… why?” I spoke to myself, just maybe I would feel relieved if I expressed my pains.

“Just calm down… everything will be okay, I just wish you would listen to me and allow us to tell him about the baby… you are only one month and you can lose the baby at this rate… you aren’t allowed to eat here” Morgan complained, her eyes beginning to get wet with tears as well.

Right now I’m in serious trouble. It's so deadly that I might die here in this cage. My husband had thrown me into my death room due to his anger. Whenever he gets furious like this, he becomes a deaf and dark man.

“My brother is so obsessed with you, I’m so scared, he loves me so much and would always listen to me

… just to make me happy but right now it’s not working!” Morgan blurted out to me, her face filled with fear and confusion.

“Just stop beating yourself about it dear friend… this is my death calling and I’m ready to embrace it… it’s all good." The fierce cough that had been disturbing my throat and health for two days now rocked my whole body, I swallowed my spit to wet my dry throat and groaned out loud in pain.