Found by the Lycan King by Natalie Winter

Chapter 52

I struggled frantically in his hold, and at some point, he let go of me.

“You…you why are you here?” I asked in a hoarse voice as I tried to crawl away from himn.

The man chuckled as he squatted down on the floor. “Do you remember me?”

He asked, and I crawled back a few more inches.

“Oh, come on, baby girl, you don’t have to be afraid of me.” He spoke as he began slowly taking off his gloves.

I watched him in dread as he threw the gloves on the floor and then began rolling his sleeves up.

“Come on, is this how you greet an old friend? A dichard lover of yours? Show some love, baby girl”

He said as I grit my teeth.

“You….you are no friend of mine. You are the reason I was thrown out of my house”

He clicked his tongue reproachfully and shook his head.

“No baby girl, it was you who messed up big time. I had to save myself first. But I promised myself that I would come to save you and I did, right?”

He asked, his dark eyes looking at me through the mask.

“Just go away” I tried to scream but my voice came out as a croak.

“Now you are hurting me. I went through all this to meet you and is this how you greet me?”

He came forward and grabbed me by the chin.

“I am asking nicely. Let us start again, shall we?” His eyes gleamed malevolently through the mask and I tried in vain to get

away.

He asked and I grit

he took off his mask and smiled

if he was in his right mind. His eyes were bloodshot and even his face looked a

it feels to hear you take my

he looked at me with a lustful gaze.

folded his legs on the floor and sat cross-legged in

at you. You have blossomed into a

legs. I was

said, pointing a finger at me that went up and down in the air before continuing…all of

utterly disgusted and kept scooting backward before

making him look like a wild animal who kept

the glass

I asked as he grinned at me and took a whiff again.

you smell delicious, baby girl. I can’t wait to find

I said in a disgusted voice, but he did not

his hands and traced a finger through a loose strand of hair before pushing

a long whiff and closed his eyes while inhaling, and I

appear well fed and cared for!” He noted and inched closer to my face.

He

and banged on the wall,

is going to hear you. It is just me and you.”

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Chapter 52

glass walls. I could see people dancing downstairs and having fun, but nobody looked up as they were in their

pleaded, “What do you want, Sid? You wanted to sell me and you got rid of me. Now, why are

as he clicked his tongue

we lived under the same roof for years?

no family to me. You are