Mated To The Lycan King

Chapter 46 

Miranda POV 

I felt nervous, almost an uncomfortable nervous. I looked over to Brent as he was watching me closely. I knew he could feel my nervous energy radiating from me. I saw him shift in his seat uncomfortably and I let out a soft sigh as my fingers were fidgeting in my lap. 

I knew enough about the wolf and lycan lifestyle to know they mated for life. Generally though, it was always with their own kind. Rarely did a lycan mate with a wolf, human, witch, or any other species that wasn’t lycan. It was the same with wolves. 

I am a witch and generally speaking I would be free to choose with who I wanted to spend my life with. But seeing how I am Brent’s mate, made life for me a bit more difficult. If I accepted him, fell in love with him, I knew it would have to come down to making a choice. A choice that could kill me in the end or let me live my life free, full of love and endless happiness with Brent by my side. That is if I accepted him as my mate and accepted my destiny. 

“Are you okay?” I looked up at the sound of his velvety voice. 

“I am just fine.” I told him. Was I though? Was I really fine? I mean, I almost died at the hand of his brother. His brother murdered my entire family. These last few weeks I have been healing and been waited on, in a ginormous castle, hand and foot. I have been watched over like a hawk and I have missed my neice, Cassie. 

He, on the other hand, has been delightful when he was able to be around. He seemed to work around the clock. His brother, Dexter, has been destroying everything left and right. Dexter has caused complete and total chaos throughout the Northern Territory. He even, from what I was told, destroyed an entire wolf pack. His men murdered every single man, woman, and child in their path of destruction. Only three brothers survived out of the whole ordeal. The three brothers were the children to the Alpha and the Luna of the pack. 

My hand went to my chest as I felt the pink scar on my skin. I wasn’t a lycan, I didn’t heal as quickly as they did, but because I had magic in my blood I did heal faster than humans. I was very lucky to be alive after what Dexter done to me. 

These thoughts seemed to consume my mind every single day. The day I woke in the hospital, the days after, and the days leading up to when Brent told me I was his mate and that is the reason he seemed to be smothering me with kindness and love. It scared me because every person who ever seemed to be close to me, ended up dying. 

I looked out the window of the SUV as we were approaching the Northern Kingdom my thoughts consuming me, drowning my mind with the replaying of memories of the last few veeks. 

After the mission – Flashback I hurt, ached, and I had a splitting headache that seemed to literally split my brain in half. The last thing I remember was coming face to face with Dexter and then everything went black, my world seemed to stop spinning entirely and was put on pause. I moved my hand up to my face and I could tell had things hooked up to me. I felt an oxygen mask on my face and I inhaled deeply. I could feel someone watching me, they were sitting close by. I could feel the heat radiating from them. 

Christ, maybe I was actually next to a heater. That is when a hand laid gently on my arm. I could tell the hand was from a male, a large male at that. His hand took up most of the space on my arm and I laid still. I tried to coax myself to open my eyes but I couldn’t bring myself to do so. Not yet atleast, I just needed a bit more time. 

I heard him sigh and sit back in the seat next to me. He seemed stressed, worried, maybe both? Why? Who is this mystery man next to me? I have no one but Cassie in my life. I hope she is okay, Claire should have her. I miss her. I hope she is not in any danger. I need to open my eyes. I need to get up. But I can’t, not just yet. 

I must have drifted off to an dreamless sleep. I was more aware now than before. I could hear the soft beeping of the monitors that were hooked up to me. I could still feel the male presence so very close to me. His hand, possibly more, may even be on my bed. The room wasn’t bright at all, even with my eyes closed I could tell. 

I listened closely and could hear his breathing, it was light and even. Was he asleep? Possibly why the room was dimmed. The television was on in the room by the quiet sounds in the background. I tried to be still and open my eyes to look around. My eyes laid on the muscular body next to mine. His head was resting on his crossed arms that were being held up by the bed. 

He had tan skin that seemed to glisten even in this dim light, his hair was a short well kept dark blondish color with softer natural highlights. His hair looked soft and inviting as I suddenly had the urge to touch his hair. I frowned at myself as I studied his features more closely and shook thay feeling away from my mind. He had a strong jaw line, from what I could tell with high cheekbones and a sharp nose. His lips were full looking for a man and I thought of kissing them, of him kissing me. 

What in the world is going on with myself? I have never had these feeling or urges before. I frowned and tried getting the thoughts out of my mind. 

I looked around the room now as I realized how thirsty I truly was. My mouth was so dry and my lips seemed to be chapped. I saw an unopened bottle of water on the table next to me and I outstretched my arm to reach and when I did the man sat up next to me. 

My eyes widened as I looked at who was at my bedside, King Brent. Why was the King sitting here next to me? What did I do? The beeping increased as panic set in and he scooted sway from the bed. 

“Hey, hey. Look at me. It is okay, calm down. You are okay. You are safe here.” He made soft shushing sound and I nodded my head. 

“I… I am thirsty.” I told him and I watched as he stood and disappeared from the room. 

When he re-entered he had a white styrofoam cup, a large pitcher, and a bottle of water in his hands. He sat them down and I realized the pitcher held ice. He fixed the cup and handed it to me. I sipped on it slowly as I watched him move around the room. He walked to the window and looked outside with a grunt and came back over and sat beside me. 

Why is he acting so, weird? I continued to slowly sip on the water as a knock sounded on the door. She bowed her head to us both and walked over to me with a smile. “Welcome back, Miranda.” 

“Thank you? How long was I asleep for?” I looked between the two of them. 

“Almost three days. You’ve began healing quite nicely. A few more days and you’ll have some nice scars forming. I am just going to check your vitals sol can place then in your chart. I will get you some broth, jello, and tea to break the fast. Then in the morning I will have your actual breakfast sent in here.” She smiled warmly at me and I nodded allowing her to do her work and get what information she needed. 

“Everything is looking great. I’ll send you tray up shortly. If you or King Brent need anything just press the call button.” She told us. 

you.” I told her as she shut

the Southern Territory, Brent. Who, let me remind you hasn’t said much to me. I looked over to him as he sat in the chair. He seemed like he was fighting with

did everything go down? I couldn’t though, so I just sat there and looked at him as he looked at me. Like two stupid statues

side table next to my bed. He moved it in front of me and opened up

I said softly. “You’re welcome.” He smiled and sat back

not as weak feeling. What I would give to get out of this bed though.

small sip of my tea as I noticed him watching me. He had the most unique looking eyes. They were brown but not a mud color. They

couldn’t help asking and I watched him

to ensure your safety. You don’t have any immediate family members, thanks to my Rouge brother. So I

of my tea and sat it down on the table “Whatever you

call me Brent.” “But, you’re the King. It would be improper.” I

you Brent.” I watched as his lips pulled into a

you were not okay. Your neice is doing well. She is with Claire and her mate Josh in the Northern Kingdom. They, from my understanding, never told her of how badly injured

back “Good I am happy shenis safe. Did they catch your

were his last target. He fled, I picked you up and ran. Now we are here. The others are up North, healing, coming up with a game plan. I would like to help them capture my brother and escorting you to your niece.” He leaned back, relaxing in his chair. “We wouldn’t be able to

long sigh and I realized that is why no one has offered me help out of the bed yet. Was I paralyzed? I pulled the blanket up over my feet, it bunching around my knees and I wiggled my toes.

small laugh “I didn’t say you were paralyzed, your back may just be weak. It may be hard for you to go a normal walking distance without getting winded and

little scared for

an actual meal first then we can get you up and walking around.” He told

still felt as if he was hiding something from me though. I slid down in my bed after covered my feet up and looked up at the ceiling for a moment before looking over at him again. He was

not being truthful with me? More to the story than what

bed. I was looking up to him as his hands rested on the

Two days later 

to Brent’s castle. He said he has set up a room for myself and a therapist to come and see me every day for exercising. Brent has been there every step of the way and I

to put on the clothes he purchased me. He got me a pair of stretchy leggings and a flowy floral top. It was actually kind of cute together. I brushed

and winded from just getting dressed. I

back in and smiled at me “You look beautiful.” I felt the warmth in my cheeks and I am sure he could see my blush. “Thank

started and the name caught my attention. “He was checking in on you and was seeing how you were

the question?” My brow raised

seeing once you’re healed if you would be willing

already knew my answer. “Absolutely. Anything he needs from me, once I am able, I will do my part in

and I assume sent King Everest my decision. “Hungry?” He smiled as he slid his phone into

head home.” He smiled as a nurse came in with a wheel chair.

nurse smiled sweetly at me. She wheeled me down to the elevator that took us down to the lobby. When the lobby doors opened up his security detail

a black suv with dark windows. There were several others that

the door behind me. He exchanged words with the front vehicle and walked back to the vehicle, getting inside and nodded. We pulled off and I looked out the window as our driver took us where

hope you like steak or seafood.” He, even now, couldn’t keep his eyes off of

I thought witches stuck to like stews or I don’t know. I

children?” I laughed, hard. “No, I eat normal food. Not big on stews. I’ve never been a normal

to share with you over dinner and things I would like to discuss with you.”

important?” I asked. He nodded his head. “Both, in my opinion.”

I bit my bottom lip nervously. I watched his eyes look down to my mouth and back up

only ones in here. He must have cleared it out for safety precautions being he was the King. Our

was making eyes with him

us that had a mixture of fried pickles, lobster bites, and chips with a spiniach artichoke dip. He then ordered two lobster tails, shrimp scampi with extra sauce, a medium rare ribeye steak, a loaded

up and down and said

will have a house salad with ranch dressing, medium ribeye