Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien)

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Auren POV

I was stunned at how Sable changed her attitude in front of Alpha Lucien, hut I stayed quiet because I knew that even if I complained about her to him would be even believe me! 1 was nothing but an omega.

Alpha Lucien looked at me as if assessing me. When I turned my gaze to the ground, he gritted his teeth, but he came to stand next to me. I didn't know what was he expecting out of me to have this reaction.

Tarian came to us and they started talking to him about the pack's business. Alpha Lucien picked up a glass of rose champagne from a passing server and gave it to

me.

A pole blush crept on my cheeks. "I haven't had champagne ever in my life, Alpha Lucien," I said in a low voce, scared that if others heard, what would they incur.

Alpha Lucien furroiced his brows so hard that they were in a straight line. "I asked you to call me Lucien," he said in a low voice. "Now, take it and keep it in your hand. You may sip it. If you don't like the taste, just keep it in your hand, okay?" he ordered.

I took the wine from him and stared at the sparkling liquid with interest. As he started talking again with Tarian, I sipped a little bit. Goddess, I didn't know that champagne could taste so good. Before I knew it, I had gulped it all. Alpha Lucien's gaze snapped at me, and for a moment he was jurprised, but he took the glass from me and gave it to a server. Then he picked up another one and handed in to me, saying, "Don't drink it so fast"

I nodded, feeling like my body had heated in all places. And before I could stop myself, I had finished half of it. And then giggled. This is so good?"

me with wide eyes. "Don't drink

giggled again

to be seated in our places so that the bidding for contribution

shifters" he said

I've heard they are

two seats away from me. She looked at Alpha Lucien and smiled, blushing slightly. Though I didn't like it. I stayed quiet. Not my place to say anything, because she had made it abundantly clear that she was going to take my place after me. Feeling sad. I gulped the remaining wine. A server came near us and 1 picked

closer and warned, "You've

he so grumpy about me having champagne? I placed my glass in front of me as the emcee started talking about the bear shifters who started climbing the stage. And by goddess-weren't they gorgeous! I couldn't help staring at them with wide eyes. Inadvertently, as the bidding for

mustered

way that I was facing him.. "What did you say?" he said. A pin drop silence settled around us. I blushed so hard when his hands dropped

throat. I heard a clash and then some glass shattered. It was my wine glass. Wine spilled on my expensive strappy heels, I gasped, frar gripping me

my leg, which he lifted to his thigh

firm that my body tingled. Goosebumps lined my skin. I flanched as I tried to remove my foot, but he clasped it hard, not allowing me to pull it away. He removed the heel and wiped the wine from my foot with his hanky. My heart thundered in my chest like it had gone berserk. I couldn't speak a thing because words just got destroyed in

carefully put my leg down. Then he wrapped his hand around the ankle of my other leg put it on his thigh and removed the heel. As he wiped the wine off my skin,

I whimpered, stifling a moan and looking up at his face. Even sitting, he was so

in front

or what he was telling me. I was somewhat aware of how everyone in the room, including the emcee, was silent. The place, which had been buzzing with activity and laughter, now felt eerily quiet.