George hesitates to enter his father's room. He knew how angry Robert could be. It was his fault. He should have placed more concern in monitoring Lara but he never thought she would try to run away. She didn't have anywhere to go. Unless she wants to go in search of her father. He was dead though. Lara might not know that but he did. George knew his father had killed him. Everyone knew it. And now, due to his attitude towards her, she is gone. Dead or alive, he wasn't sure. "I can hear you breathing and pacing outside, George. Come in or get out," Robert called out from his room. George stopped pacing and entered inside. "Father," he said as soon as he entered. He glanced at Robert sitting on his bed with his eyes closed. He took a little step and stopped walking, giving some space between him and the bed. Robert was like a calming storm. "Did you find her?" "No Father but we found something else." George brought out the pieces of clothes having Lara's scent that they had found.
"Desi come here!" Lara yelled as Desi ran away from her. She tried to walk to her but was slow. Her injuries still hurt. "No, I want to be with Sir Brad and Sir Cage," Desi replied stubbornly causing Lara to halt in her footsteps. Was that the reason she was trying to run away? She frowned. Desi didn't understand and she wasn't going to explain it to her. She was too young. Lara sighed. Desi also stopped running and stood by the side. Lara was confused. It was going to be hard, running away from this palace. She didn't like it. While she was grateful for their help, she didn't want to stay any minute longer. The healer that came to check up on her advised her not to move much or else she'll tear his stitches. His stitches were very bad actually but it didn't matter to him. If she wanted to heal any faster then she will do as he said. Lara glanced around. The Lycan maids all stared at her as they walked past her. Some glared at her. She wrapped her arms around her chest, feeling n
Lara lifted her gaze at him. How did he know? She didn't want to talk about her life. It didn't matter if they had saved her once. She was going to try and forget George. "My reasons are of no concern to you." "They are my concerns because we saved you and you are staying in my palace. I need to know in case of an emergency," Cage insisted, knowing she wouldn't want to talk about it. She was in a complicated situation. "I'm grateful you saved my life," she glanced at Brad. "But I don't want to talk about my life to strangers. If you believe that I might cause problems for you, then I'll gladly leave with my daughter." "And where will you be going to?" He cocked an eyebrow. Cage knew she had nowhere to go. Her expression told him everything. She was very easy to read. "That's none of your business," she answered and he growled. Lara whimpered, scared. Brad had had enough. "The both of you should calm down. We can talk about this calmly. And Lara, you're not going anywhere."She g
A few days later, Lara walks past the maids working in the palace. One of them brings her leg out, causing her to hit the leg and stumble. She caught herself in time before disgracing herself. With a deep breath to calm herself down, she turned around. They kept on cleaning the floors. She glared at them. One of them stopped cleaning and glanced at her. "What the hell are you staring at, slut?" She asked her with disdain dripping from her voice. Lara just stared at her. She already knew what they thought of her. "You have no right to speak to me like that!" She was pissed off. The attitudes of the female Lycans were the worst. From the nobles to the workers. They treated her with a lack of respect and hatred. Calling her all sorts of names. "And what are you going to do? Who do you think you are, walking on the floors that we just cleaned?" The maid was enraged. She threw the wet rag at Lara. Cage caught it before it could land on her face. He glanced at Lara for a moment before
Lara stood outside, contemplating what to do. The guard in front of the throne room stared at her like she was a pest. She didn't mind though. Being used to it. Brad was the only one currently in the palace that she could talk to. She was happy Cage was gone. At least for now. She had been avoiding Brad too for some time. Her wolf was set on her getting close to them and she didn't want to. It would be a disaster on her part. Not like they were interested in her. Brad was just nice while Cage was downright rude and cold. She had no choice. Pacing in front of the throne room won't help her cause. Taking a deep breath, she walks into the throne room where Brad was. He was speaking with Ted when she walked into the room. They stopped talking and glanced at her. Lara paused. She wasn't aware there was someone else with him. She turned to leave."Lara," Brad called her. She turned back. "Come here," he ordered. She walked towards him and stopped a few inches away from the throne. "What
Ted's face turned red instantly. She ran to him happily. All traves of the angry redhead were gone in an instant. She didn't even notice Lara. Her attention was placed only on Ted. "Cassandra, I told you to stop calling me that!" He admonished her trying not to look embarrassed but his red cheeks gave him away. Lara chuckled, causing Cassandra to notice her. "And who are you?" Cassandra asked coldly, glaring at her, from head to toe. Lara was stunned. What was with the change of expression? "I'm Lara," she answered and stretched forth her arm. Cassandra glanced at her stretched arms and turned back to Ted. "Who is she?" She asked him. Lara was speechless. She had totally just ignored her like she was a ghost. Lycans were very rude! She dropped her hands beside her. "Uhmm… I think you should reply to the one who just introduced herself to you. She is a guest of the Kings," he told her. Cassandra glanced at her again. This time, she was staring openly. "So she is the werewolf, rig
Everyone stop!" Cassandra yelled, causing them to stop from starting a protest. She glanced at all of them, displeased by their attitudes. It was just one werewolf. One clueless female! They didn't have to act like they were scared of her. "While everyone understands the hatred for werewolves, we should not punish an innocent person for it," she said loudly. Cassandra's ears turned pink after her words left her lips. If any, she would usually be the first one to pick on her. But after saying all this, it'll be hard. "But why must she work with us? I don't want her here!" Another guy spoke. She glared at him till he lowered his gaze. Lara couldn't speak. She didn't understand why she was being hated. Her daughter was loved but not her. Their gaze has always been one of hatred and anger. "It's an order from King Brad," Cassandra warned them. "Anyone who has a problem with it can go to him." They all kept quiet. Nobody wanted to go against the King. "Lara, you will be working here
She took a step back. Brad stood up and walked up to her. "You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" He asked. She shook her head. It wasn't her fault that her wolf wanted to turn her into a whore whenever she lays eyes on him. Her mates. Having a mate wasn't a foreign concept to her but having two mates was just too much. She wasn't sure she would be able to handle it. "I can smell your arousal," he growled at her. She swallowed a lump. "It's not on purpose, I promise." "Then how do you explain this? How do you feel?" Brad asked her with his heart racing. It was a shock to him. He didn't know she felt the mate bond too. "I… I don't know but it must have been a mistake. My wolf is acting up," she tried to explain. He didn't believe her. She also felt the attraction between them. "You're tempting me, Lara," he touched her face softly. "I don't want to act on my thoughts but it's tempting. Scenting your arousal is killing me." She bit her lips not knowing what to say. "Leave bef