Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Auren POV

tood at the door, staring at Alpha Lucien His dark eyes held anger and frustration, and his hands were curled into tight fists. He wasn't happorto see me, that much was clear. I clutched the edge of my towel tighter, feeling exposed in more ways than one.

"Elder Ryna has asked to meet you tomorrow morning," he said gruffly, snapping his gaze back to my face.

I blinked, my mind catching up as surprise washed over me. "Oh...okay," I darted my eyes behind him wondering if there was anyone with him. "Alpha Lucien, you didn't have to personally deliver this message to me," I said quietly.

"What do you mean?" he growled, "You wanted someone else to deliver this messaget And who? Did you want someone to see my would-be Luna

In this state?"

I gulped. "No!" I said, fear gripping me. "It's just that you are an Alpha and has more important duties than to come here personally and inform me." Goddess, he was a thundercloud, threatening to turn into a tornado and crush me all over. What did I even do?

"If you think that I will ask someone else to deliver this message to you, then

you're mistaken, Auren!" he lashed at me. Then he narrowed his eyes in suspicion "Did you mean you wanted Tarian to come here! Especially when you're just wrapped in a towel?"

My jaw dropped, mortified as hell. "What? Not at all!" I clutched the edge of my towel. "But how did you know I was wrapped in a towel!"

At my words, he clenched his jaw and didn't speak for a long two seconds. Then dismissing my question, he growled, "Just be there to talk to Elder Ryna in the morning at 10AM, okay!"

I nodded. "Should I wear something special""

Lucien's jaw ticked. "It's a conversation, not a parade. Just don't embarrass yourself-or me."

my stomach churning. "I'll

me for a second longer, then muttered something under his breath and turned to leave. I didn't catch the words, but

out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "What a strange man," I whispered to myself placing my hand over

in one of the plain dresses I had bought for myself. It was a simple shirt with an was neat, and I thought it would

However, as soo

frayed jeans,

about to go out for breakfast, a soft knock on the door startled me. I opened the door only to find two maids, holding half a dozen dresses. They stared at me, blinking

widened. For a moment, all I could do was stare, my mind scrambling to catch up with what she said. "Alpha Lucien'" I asked in

a smile. "Can we come in?"

chicken soup. She

soon as they entered, I saw another maid coming in me and entered inside the

said. "Alpha Lucien wants you to have light food for now." She placed a glass of juice next to it. "And some natural

thoughts. Did he listen

the maids hanging all the dresses in

manner. It was all too much for me, so I sat on the bed with my hands folded in my lap. When they were done, they turned to me. The older one said, "It would be great if you could wear one of these to meet Elder

in a low voice. They bowed

fortune. I chose the least expensive one-a

Alpha Lucien, talking to him in hushed tours. Her silver hair fell past her shoulders. There were wrinkles on face that spoke of wisdom and age. Her head snapped toward me, and su flickered on

hazel eyes, Elder Ryna greeted me with a kind smile. "Auren, come on, child, the old, groturing to a chair

Chaper

as a to be

ageung with the bem of my dress. "Good morning,

speak

unsure of what to

I know that you must be overwhelmed about