The Lycan's Forbidden Mate novel Chapter 29
Kapitel 29: Let go!
Nikolai’s eyes shimmered with complete amusement as he watched his fierce mate. She was making his heart pound with every motion, and she wanted to kill his people without remorse. How impressive.
Why was she so desperate to see the princess? How was the mole in the castle related to the princess of the dark fairies?
She gasped in surprise as he grasped the hood of her coat while shaking his head and clicking his tongue incessantly, just as she made a step forward.
“What are you doing?!”
Nikolai glared at the approaching warriors warningly. However, despite the terror he could smell in the soldiers, they continued to swarm closer to attack Ophelia and, of course, him because they knew he would want to enter that tower with or without their permission.
He removed her hood and threw his arm over her stomach, drawing her closer to him and allowing her back to relax on his chest. He heard her pulse miss a beat, her breath shakily lowering, and he gazed at the fiery sword in her firm hold, which was reflecting in her eyes.
“Pain.” He called dully.
“What?” Ophelia asked confused.
The tiger phoenix abruptly materialized in front of Ophelia. He extended his wings while giving the warriors a lethal stare and letting out a low, terrifying roar.
Ophelia’s jaw fell. She could tell right away by the creature’s aura that it was a guardian beast. Beasts that, from generation to generation, guard their masters’ familial bloodline, particularly the firstborns.
She pushed herself forward in an attempt to jerk free of his hold, but as a warrior charged and yelled, the tiger phoenix jumped on the warrior, and before she could see it tearing off the warrior’s head, she blinked and they were inside the tower, which was illuminated by the fire torches placed at each corner.
The sword’s flames disappeared when she quickly closed her eyes, and it reverted to its original form—a dagger. Her lips parted, her heart still racing owing to their current proximity. She gulped. Hard.
“Y.. you can let go now, we are in the tower.” She managed to say.
“Let’s wait for Rhaziel.” Nikolai muttered, his voice velvety soft as usual, making her heart skip a beat.
He clutched the cloak on her stomach, drawing her closer to him, her back against his chest, his face nuzzling in her hair, attempting to pick up a scent from her. He pouted his lips, sulking like a child as he was still unable to capture her pure scent.
She trembled in his arms. The heat. At this rate, she won’t need a cloak to keep her warm in the cold. His touch alone was a fire capable of melting ice. And she was a fire dragon!
“Nikolai..”
Nikolai let out a dark laugh. She pronounced his name in such a peculiar way. He wanted to hear her yell out his name while pleading, screaming it, and moaning it.
“Let go!” He instantly freed her as she yelled out in frustration.
Ophelia let out a heavy sigh as she calmed herself by encircling her body with her arms. She could feel the tension rising. It was something she would be powerless to stop and something she couldn’t ignore. But when she turned to face him, he was smirking and immediately, grabbed her hips by the side, pulling her close to him.
Out of impulse, she positioned the blade at the side of his neck, staring at him with wide eyes as he smiled ominously. His ears, which had three black rings, caught her attention. Nikolai was clingy.
“You feel it, don’t you?” Nikolai questioned, with a lowered voice. He crushed his body against hers and smiled widely, when the dagger penetrated into the skin of his neck.
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