Zane - Confessions of a lycan

Chapter 17

Lily

After we ate our fill of Asian food, Lucien came over and gave me a can of iron supplements that he had bought for me because of the blood loss I suffered from. When I tried to thank him, he just waved it off before he disappeared again, said he had a lot of work that needed to be done. I hoped he didn't just say that because he was afraid to disturb us.

This was his home too, from what Zane told me anyway.

Although I slept most of the day, I still felt tired, a little nauseous, and I still hadn't connected with my wolf.

Zane carried me into a dark room without any windows. Where there were large comfy couches in front of a huge TV screen that covered the entire wall. He said it was a home theater. I'd never seen anything like it.

"Come here, Wildflower." Zane stretched his body out on the couch, making the large sofa look small in comparison.

I took the blanket I found with me, and began to crawl up over Zane's muscular body, snuggling in between him and the back of the couch. Unfortunately, much to my chagrin, the man had found a t-shirt which he had put on.

But it still made me unable to resist nuzzling him, inhaling his wonderful smell of sandalwood and leather.

Zane took the blanket from me and spreads it across my back. "Come closer."

"I can hardly get any closer than this, Zane" He smirked and nuzzled me.

"Ohh baby, trust me. I can get a lot closer to you than this." He whispered in my ear as he nibbled on it.

Which immediately causes the heat to pool down below.

He grabbed my leg and draped it over him, while continuing to kiss and nibble on my neck.

Goddess, how could a man affect me like this? I knew the exact moment he smelled my arousal because he went completely still. When he pulled back and looked into my eyes, I saw that his brown eyes had changed to gold.

Before I lost my courage, I reached up and kissed him. He groaned into my mouth before he put his hand into my hair and deepened the kiss.

"Baby, you taste amazing, like strawberries dipped in champagne." He gave me another quick peck on the mouth and one on the nose before leaning back down, picking up the TV remote. “What do you want to watch, wildflower?”

"I don't know. You can choose, but please, nothing scary."

"Do you have a favorite movie?" Ugh, embarrassing. I know he said he accept my past, but that didn't made me any less ashamed, not yet anyway. "Uhm, I've never watched TV. In the cabin there was none, and in the packhouse all common activities were forbidden to me." I confessed so low it was barely above a whisper. I felt his body go rigid.

"Then I'll make sure that from now on you get to watch as much TV as you want, wildflower. You know what, write a bucket list. Then I'll make sure we do everything you never got to do and get to see everything you dreamed of exploring. How does that sound?" I propped myself up on my elbow and looked down at him. "You're an amazing man, Zane. I'm so thankful that fate brought us together." I could feel the emotions crashing through me. Devotion, desire, how I was starting to fall for this man already. Yet a tiny bit of fear was still in there, smoldering along with low self-esteem. But I'll put it away for now.

Zane took a strand of my long hair, that had fallen around us like a curtain, and wrapped it around his finger, while his other arm rested behind his head. "I'm the one who's grateful, who doesn't really deserve you but still have the honor of being your mate. My life hasn't been a bed of roses either and I've made mistakes that hurt others. But I'd make all those mistakes again if I knew they led me to you." He exhibited such raw vulnerability that I felt the tears began to burn behind my eyes.

But before they could fall, something hit me even harder. Nausea.

I flew up and launched myself against the first trash can I could see and threw up.

I felt my hair being carefully pulled away from my face. "Honey, this isn´t normal. I'm calling our doctor."

I couldn't answer to protest because my stomach continued to heave. I heard Zane pick up the phone and start blasting out orders in his alpha voice. "The doctor is on his way. He'll be here within the hour." All I could do was nod until I felt the seizure begin to pass. "It's okay Zane, I've had these problems for months. It'll probably get better now that I can eat regularly and not have to work 24/7." "Lily, this isn't even up for discussion. You're going to see a doctor and that's the end of it. Even if you've been malnourished, it's abnormal for a werewolf to be sick. I had my suspicions when you told me you'd been sick before you were abducted, and I had intended to take you to the doctor when we got you some clothes, but this makes matters more urgent.”

"Suspicious of what, Zane?" He looked at me with a frown on his face, as if he were choosing his words carefully.

"Let's not jump to conclusions. Come and I'll get you in a quick shower before the doctor comes."

I wanted to press him on the subject but was too exhausted. "I have to clean up here first, Zane"

"Absolutely not. I'll fix it" I was horrified, he's a prince for goddess's sake!

"No way! You shouldn't have to wipe my vomit! I'm already horrified that you saw me puke as it is!”

Zane grabbed my face with both of his hands, bent down and looked me deep in the eyes.

Ohh no I must have spew on my chin too, don't mention my breath...

"Honey we're mates. Mates take care of each other in sickness and in health. On bad days and good days, it doesn't matter. We'll always be here for each other. Who we are to the rest of the world, prince or not, doesn't matter. Do you hear what I'm saying?"

I could only nod. He was right, I'd take care of him no matter what. Silly of me to think he wouldn't do the same for me.

“I know, Wildflower, that your past makes you think and react to things in a certain way. but I´ll treat you like you deserve until the day you believe me. I am not giving up, ever.” I was too emotional to come up with anything coherent.

Zane picked me, bridal style, and carried me up to his bathroom. "Do you have the strength to take a shower by yourself honey?" "Yes, I can handle that.” “Good, take a shower and I'll go to my cousin's room in the meantime to look for some clothes that might fit. Okay?” “Okay, thank you Zane.” “No need to thank my baby. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you.” I gave him a shy smile as he stroked my hair and gave me a kiss on my head. "Get in the shower now, Wildflower. I'll be right back."

I took a quick shower and brushed my teeth. When Zane came back, I was standing with a towel wrapped around my body, trying to dry my hair as best as I could. "I found something I think is comfortable and fits, but you might have to roll up the pant legs a little because Rowena is taller than you." "Thank you. But your cousin won't be mad that I'm borrowing her clothes, will she?"

"No, don't worry about it. If Rowena was here, she probably wouldn't have given you a minute of peace and forced you to try on 100 different outfits. She loves fashion and she also loves to help and spoil people around her. She will love you when you two meet, I promise." Still, I couldn't help feeling doubtful. I had deliberately forced all thoughts of his family away.

Zane seemed to be okay with my low status and me being a werewolf and not a Lycan. But will his family be as accepting? Time would tell.

I put on the simple white cotton panties. The idea of borrowing underwear even if it's clean doesn't feel very appealing. But the poor cannot be picky, as my Nanny Wanda used to say. The rest of the clothes consisted of a simple white t-shirt and an emerald green velour tracksuit. "I didn't think to see if Rowena had anything to dry your hair with. We can go and check when the doctor is done if you want." "Thanks, it's fine. If you have a hair tie, I can make a braid in the meanwhile.”

When I'm done, he insists on carrying me back down. "I can walk by myself, you know."

“Fu*k that. I'm going to carry you everywhere until you're 100% recovered.” He said with a no-nonsense kind of voice. I couldn´t help but smile at him. His protectiveness might come off as smothering to someone else. But to me, who has never had someone at my back, it felt amazing and heartwarming. He sat us both down on the sofa, holding me tightly in his arms. I couldn't resist cuddling as close to him as possible, resting my head on the nape of his neck. He caressed my back slowly, making me relax.

"Tell me about your family." I said gently. I didn't want to sound snoopy, but I do want to know more about him.

Everyone in our world is brought up hearing all about the royals. But being on the outside of society, I didn't have general knowledge like others did. "We're not a very interesting bunch, if truth be told".

"I don't think the rest of our world would agree and I don't even know your parents' names. Unfortunately, I have no knowledge at all about court life and what kind of people move around there."

"Well, the king and queen, my parents names are Ryland III and Eleanor. My mother has a kind heart. Gentle and loving. She loves nature as well. Flowers and butterflies especially. Unfortunately, life has not been easy for her, I´m afraid. Court life doesn't suit her, but she does the best she can with the hand she´s been dealt. As for my brothers, I have 2. Adrian, who is the oldest and crown prince. Poor bastard, I wouldn't change places with him for all the money in the world. Anyway, Adrian is very dutiful. I think it is our father's influence that has made him very strict and serious. But in any case, he's deadly boring and not someone you want to drag along to a party if you don´t want to fall asleep hearing about pack laws and how alcohol corrupts. My other brother, Damien, is the middle child of the family. He is in charge of the family business we have outside of our royal duties. So he travels all around the world. He is very carefree, jokes and parties a lot. Nevertheless, he is very good at what he does. He alone has expanded our family business of luxury hotels immensely during the last 20 years. So I have to give him credit for that. He also has a very big heart. He cares deeply about the people closest to him. Even though we don't see each other very often, I know he would always be there if I needed him”

"It sounds like you're proud of Damien, as you should. But I can't help noticing that you didn't mention your father more than by name.” Zane seemed to be pondering the answer, while I tried to read his expression.

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to answer before the doorbell rang.

***

Zane

Saved by the bell. Talking about my father was a topic I prefered to avoid. There is nothing that could drop my mood so fast as that old goat. A pain in my a*s is what he is. I put Lily next to me and went to open the door.

The man waiting outside was not a doctor I had met before. I called our royal physician, but he was in Canada. So he contacted a colleague he trusted for me. However, just because he trusted him, didn't mean I did.

Having an unknown man, physician or not, near my mate didn´t sit well with me.

If the fu*ker so much as breathes too close to her or pulls so much as one hair out of her head, so help me god I will snap his neck.

"Good evening, Your Highness. I have been summoned by the royal physician to examine your mate, who I understand has been unwell.” The man was neat and good looking with brown well combed hair, dressed in slacks and a blue button-down shirt.

I hated the motherfu*ker already...

"Thank you for being able to come on such a short notice. This way." I said in a deadpan voice as I turned and walked into the apartment, expecting him to follow. Lily was sitting on the couch waiting where I left her.

When she saw me coming around the corner, her beautiful eyes lit up. Damn, she´s beautiful.

"The doctor is here, Wildflower. This is.." I began, remembering that I forgot to ask for his name.

Sh*t! I was too busy thinking of ten ways to kill the son of a bit*h if he so much as looked at my baby the wrong way.

I was lucky because he stepped forward and saved me. Maybe he wasn´t so bad after all.

"Good evening my Lady. My name is Matthew Thompson, I am the physician of the Crescent Moon Pack."

As he reached out to take my girl's hand, my Lycan tooke over and let out a menacing growl, causing the Doctor to flinch back. Yeah, that´s right fu**er, you watch it.

"Zane! Sit down and behave." Fu*k that. I stood with my legs wide apart and crossed my arms over my chest.

I have no fu*king intentions of sitting down anywhere.

"Now Zane! Your macho bullshit isn't working on me. Sit down or leave the room so the good doctor can do his job in peace."

My Lycan whimpered in my head. Feeling sorry for himself that she called us out.

“Zane, baby, he´s no threat. He´s only here to help, okay? Come and sit here with me, please?"

She gave me her best doe eyes, as if I wasn´t getting what she was playing at.

The doctor stood several feet away from her looking apprehensive. It was best for him if he stayed there.

He could ask her questions 15 feet away for all I care. I tried to stand my ground, despite my whimpering Lycan.

But then she added the pout. Fu*k I’m whipped. “Fine! But only touch if it´s absolutely necessary for the sake of her health!”

When I sat down next to her and took her hand in mine, she gave me a smile so beautiful that it was worth giving in.

This time at least...