The Lycan's Forbidden Mate novel Chapter 159

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“I believed I made it clear last time that I do not want to see you.” Upon entering the sitting room where her betrothed was waiting for her, Ophelia exhaled deeply in disapproval.

She was stunned by his appearance, which included a bearring smile. His appearance suggested that he had recently left a battlefield. He had a pale complexion with half–smears of dirt, his dark brown hair disheveled, and he smelled like sweat and blood.

“What happened to you?” Crossing her arms over her chest, Ophelia asked with a hint of contempt.

“A small battle.” With a persistent smile, Dominik spoke. “You do not feel pity for me do you?”

“Dominik, you are not worthy of any feelings from me. It is not enough to come to my castle in this condition to win my sympathy.” Ophelia disagreed.

Dominik laughed, his flaming eyes aglow with happiness. But he made no move to get close to her. He did smell at that exact moment, after all. “Do you know why I am here in this condition?”

“It’s obvious.” Turning aside, Ophelia gave a tsk. “I’m not interested in any

drama.”

“You have the supreme blood moon god in your castle Ophelia.” With a twisted expression of disdain, Dominik persisted.

“So?” Halting abruptly and facing him once more, Ophelia questioned.

Though surprised, Dominik settled down right away. “The supreme blood moon god is a danger himself. He is an evil that is not meant to come close

to us.”

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“Still, I’m not being harmed by him. In reality, he is a great gentleman and now an acquaintance.” Ophelia spoke with a tiny smile spreading over her lips.

It took Dominik aback. “W..what? An acquaintance?! B.. but..”

id you hear anything about an attack or something similar to that?” king with a casual raised eyebrow, Ophelia shook her head and said, “It ould be best if we met when you are feeling well, Dominik. With no tention of offending me.”

Dominik pressed his lips together. “I am entitled to be worried about you.” He looked down, murmuring.

Exhaling, Ophelia moved in his direction, maintaining a slight distance before smiling. “And I always appreciate you worrying about me.”

That gorgeous smile made Dominik’s heart skip a beat and smile back. “Will letting me meet him make you appreciate me even more? Knowing that there’s a god under your care makes me naturally irritated as your

betrothed.”

Ophelia giggled. “You are well aware that I am capable of taking care of myself, Dominik. Regarding your “natural” assertion, please stop acting as though you aren’t constantly taking care of numerous goddesses.”

Those were quite angry remarks, the way they came out. Her smile simply brought her anger closer to the surface.

Dominik chuckled tensely. “Is that why you were provoked when I tried to

understand your title do you?” Ophelia’s smile

you and I are betrothed, our destiny is to marry and er. But you constantly seem to want to stay with

For me, so I gave up hope eventually.”

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Dominik opened his tnouth, then closed it again. He was well familiar with Ophelia. She was the clingy kind–very determined, sly, calculated, and compassionate. Ophelia lost all hope that he would commit because he was the kind who couldn’t truly restrain himself. The truth was that he loved her and would always love her, regardless of how many women he had affairs with. Nevertheless, Ophelia found that principle of his repulsive.

When she saw he was speechless, Ophelia let out a long sigh. Everytime they got together, they would fight. They made no effort to get close or anything. It constantly created a bad vibe that made her heart feel heavy. He had nothing to say.

“We’ll cross paths at the ball. Please get out.” She moved on.

Dominik’s hands were clinched. Yes, he and Ophelia usually ended up in this situation, but he wasn’t just willing to walk away for some clear reason. Knowing that a god was within her palace made him feel very uneasy.

“Wait!” Dominik ran over to her and took hold of her arm, causing her to gasp in shock.

Ophelia trailed, turning to face him. “You..”

“Let’s dance together today.” He spoke, his eyes widening slightly in fear that she might say “no.”

Ophelia laughed abruptly. “You do know that I might die, don’t you?”

Her abrupt inquiry caused him to flinch. “What?”

“I have a blood moon god in my castle.” She gave a little giggle to remind

him.

As though trying to take in what she had just said, Dominik blinked slowly.

Yes. Everyone expects you to kill him but it’s just going to be a battle

een you two.” And he slowly released her arm.

d.” Ophelia let out a sigh. “We’re going to dance together. I’ll definitely

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prevail. Everything for the usual order. The order is the reason I’m marrying you, is it not?”

Dominik fluttered. That word solemnity. She wasn’t interested in being with him, and she always made it clear. She wanted to be with him for the order, and he wanted to be with her for both the order and himself.

“However, don’t you ever think that order is just something we created ourselves?” Abruptly, Ophelia enquired.

Though taken aback, Dominik remained silent, which caused Ophelia to smile more broadly.

“Please leave.” She uttered such words before turning back.

“Wait!” When a dark presence abruptly entered the room, he halted, scowling deeply, and turned to face the supreme blood moon god, who was standing there with a twisted grin of enjoyment. He was about to grab her

arm again.

Seeing Nikolai there startled Ophelia. At the angry atmosphere between him and Dominik, she felt compelled to say something.

“Is this him?” Nikolai asked, his ruby eyes sparkling.

“What are you doing here?” Walking toward him, Ophelia questioned. “You weren’t supposed to come after me.”

“But I wanted to, Storm,” Nikolai mused, keeping his gaze fixed on Dominik while crossing his arms over his chest.

mik. “You… I didn’t expect you be so..”

g a god with long white beards?” With bluntness, Nikolai

1. y. “Regardless of your confidence, you are going to be ned.”

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“I would prefer to be slain by her. It’ll be an amazing honor.” Grinning, Nikolai remarked, turning to face Ophelia, who gave him a nod to walk away. Then, without saying anything more, he nodded slightly and left without a word.

Ophelia watched him, smiling, then glanced over at Dominik, who was frowning. “Aren’t you going to leave?”

“Will you choose to ignore a blood moon god’s actual nature? The devils in the underworld are nothing compared to him.” As noted by Dominik.

Ophelia let out a sigh. “Given who he is, I can understand your concern. You must understand, though, that he is my guest while he is here, and no one is obligated to lay a finger on him.”

Dominik nodded. “You always stand your ground don’t you?”

Ophelia held a smile. “You should too.” She then turned to leave the room.

“That mouth.” Dominik let out a long breath and watched Ophelia until she disappeared from view, smiling. Then his expression changed. “This needs to be reported.”

Ophelia was lost in contemplation as she made her way back to Nikolai’s room. A knot in her gut.

“Battle.” With a silent sigh, she stopped walking.

“Battle?” Behind her, Nikolai’s, soft voice erupted, calming her and driving her from her reverie. She gasped and turned to face him, but before she knew it, he had put his arm around her waist and drew her in close, pressing their chests together. “No one is obligated to lay a finger on me? Are you certain about that?”

Ophelia gazed at him, her eyes wide. “What?”

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