The Lycan King's Rejected Omega

18 -The Wedding Night

Asmeria pulled out the pair of lingerie Asannah had placed in the box for her. Asmeria looked up at her with a raised brow and Asannah had a smug smile on her face. “What exactly is this, Asannah?”

“I heard rumors your husband is quite active in bed but is unable to produce a child. Maybe looking sexy before him will make him aroused to the extent of pushing a seed out of him.” Her tone made it obvious she was mocking him but Thorian didn't say a word.

“Sure, no problem. I know it'll work so I'll get back to you when it does.” Asmeria said, smiling genuinely for the first time since the beginning of the day as she held Thorian's hand, leaning her head on his shoulder and Thorian was surprised by her little gesture and he didn't know why it strangely warmed his heart.

Asannah looked annoyed that her plan to humiliate Thorian before Asmeria backfired. “I'll stop at nothing to get back my position, trust me.” Asannah thought as she forced a smile and Asmeria stood up to pull her into a hug.

“Thank you for being thoughtful, Asannah.” She said, patting her back gently. “Know your place this time Asannah. Aren't you tired of wanting to have my leftovers?”

Asmeria pushed her back slightly with a smile. “You can do so much better than that, sister.” She said, the “sister” sounding sarcastically. She could literally see the steam coming from Asannah's ears as she said those words.

Asmeria sat back on her throne with a small smile and Asannah turned to leave. “You just wait and see.”

Asannah returned to her seat, packed her stuffs and left the gathering in anger. “Who does she think she is? You think I am having your leftovers, Asmeria. You are the one having what I still want so technically having my leftovers.”

Asannah walked back to her house where she stayed alone and she mumbled to herself as she dumped her stuffs before searching through the whole house for something that wasn't missing at all, according to her.

“What exactly are you looking for?” A masculine voice came from the door and she turned to look at the person standing there and she let out a sigh of relief.

“There you are. I'm looking for how to get through to you. Thorian crowned him the crown prince today.” Asannah said to the person whose head and face was covered as he stood at the door.

Back in the wedding hall, Asmeria didn't lean into Thorian again after Asannah left. She didn't even want to have anything to do with him now that he has what he wanted. If it was possible, she didn't want to see him near Evander either.

“Your majesty, you have a gift from an unknown person.” Julius said, handing Evander over to Asmeria as the guards pushed in a large box which was wrapped up for Asmeria obviously.

“Open it up.” Thorian said and the guards did as he ordered. The first thing that came to sightbwas hurriedly covered. It was a large picture of Asmeria in very revealing clothes and she remembered it was Rolfe who made her take the picture together with him.

“I'll prefer opening it where no one is please.” Asmeria said and Thorian stamped the order. And the guards did as he said immediately.

“Who is it from?” Thorian turned to her but she just ignored him, leaning her chin against her knuckle. “Asmeria, answer me.”

“Have you heard of personal space? Since you have nothing to do with me, you should stay out of my business.” Asmeria said before standing up. “I'll be going into the room to take some rest if we have nothing to do here.”

“I've had the maids move your thing to my chambers. So you will be using there from now on and Evander has the room next to us.” Thorian said and Asmeria wanted to protest but she held herself black before walking back to the chamber.

It was gradually getting dark and they've been seated attending to people's greetings for hours and she was getting tired. She was exhausted already.

Asmeria walked into the bathroom where a bath was already prepared for her. She stepped into it to have a warm and soothing bath before Thorian comes back with an task she had to do or event she must be in. It was a wedding in Obsidian pack she found more boring apart from the eating and drinking which she wasn't interested in one bit. There was nothing interesting in it anyway so she wasn't staying for it at all.

She took a quick dip before standing from the water. She looked around and realized she didn't bring in her towel and she knew the ones in were Thorian's.

Asmeria stepped out of the bathroom, still naked as she walked in the direction of her towel. She didn't exactly know where it was but she knew she had to find it before Thorian just stepped into the room because he wanted to take something or drag her out again.

As she took a step forward, the door was suddenly pushed open and Thorian stepped into the room, pulling off his robe. As their eyes met, a slight scream escaped Asmeria's lips as she quickly grabbed something to cover her body but Thorian's eyes already raked through her body.

“Can't you knock before coming in?” She asked with anger evident in her voice. “You should at least learn that now that you've forced me into your room.”

“It's my room so I can enter as I please.” He replied, trying to act as cold as he could but it all melted away as he remembered how it felt being in love with Asmeria. “You shouldn't be walking around in the room naked if you have any shame and want to hide your body.” He completed, tossing his royal robe aside to make himself comfortable.

“Help me get this off.” He said to Asmeria who was just walking into the dressing room to pick her clothes. “And hurry…”

“I have to get dressed. If you're too impatient to wait, then put it off yourself. You've got hands and legs.” She said before walking into the dressing room, not minding his expression and he was stunned but didn't act like it and just pulled off his clothes himself anyway.

As she walked out of the dressing room in her night dress, and tying her hair with a scrunchie. Thorian was laying in bed half naked already.

“Can you please wear something better to sleep?” She asked, pulling off her robe. “And I thought you should still be out since it's barely eight in the evening.”

“I already excused us from the ceremony and asked the guest to be seen out so you don't need to worry about them.” He said coldly. “And if you can't stand seeing me dress like this, cover your eyes or turn to the other side so you won't see me.”

He leaned down in bed with his hand covering his eyes and she just shrugged before walking out of the room. “Where are you going?” He asked her and she turned back to look at him.

“To say goodnight to my son of course.” She replied with a frown and he stepped out of bed with a frown on his face as he walked towards her. “What is it?”

“The maids will take care of him. It is the night of our wedding and you know what couples do on that night.” He said, lifting her over his shoulders, making her scream. Hitting his back in protest.

“Let go of me, Thorian.” She said but he didn't reply her. He just threw her down on the bed, trapping her between his legs.

“It's our wedding night, so cooperate with me and don't stress me out.” He warned.

“Why on earth would I even want to have a wedding night with someone like you?”