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. 

Thank you.” I told her as

to him as he sat in the chair. He seemed like

I end up here, how did everything go down? I couldn’t though, so I just sat there and looked

over, taking the tray and sitting it on the small side table next to my bed. He moved

“You’re welcome.” He smiled and

and I felt a little better, not as weak feeling. What I would give to get out of this bed though.

me. He had the most unique looking eyes. They were brown but not a mud color. They were like honey

and I watched him flinch at my question. He didn’t answer right away, obviously

thanks to my Rouge brother. So I wanted to make sure you are well.” His lips twitched as if he was

another sip of my tea and sat it down on the table “Whatever you say, King

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

of some kind pain by refusing “Okay, I will call you Brent.” I watched as his lips

okay. Your neice is doing well. She is with Claire and her mate Josh in the Northern Kingdom. They,

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

up with a game plan. I would like to help them capture my brother and escorting you to your niece.” He leaned back,

why no one has offered me help out of the bed yet. Was I paralyzed? I pulled the blanket up over my feet, it

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

scared

actual meal first then we can get you

though. I slid down in my bed after covered my feet up and looked up at the

with me? More to the story than what you’re telling me?” I had a small frown on my

in a small smile as he stood and walked over to my bed. I was looking up to him as his hands rested on

Two days later 

I am up and walking around and heading back 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

and he excused himself stepping out of the room. I decided to put on the clothes he purchased me. He got me a pair of stretchy leggings and a flowy floral

I sat back on the bed, aching and winded from just getting dressed. I was still sore and a little

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

in on you and was seeing how you were doing. He has a question for you though. You don’t have to decide now.”

My brow raised

healed if you

he needs from

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

He smiled as a nurse came in with a wheel

I am down for whatever.” I stood and sat back down. The 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 was waiting for

took over pushing the wheel chair outside to a black suv with dark windows. There were

and walked back to the

now, couldn’t keep his eyes off of me. “It is my favorite.” | responded

like stews or I don’t know. I haven’t known many

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

I need to share with you over dinner and things

important?” I asked. He nodded his head.

nervously. I watched his eyes look down to my mouth and back up again.

I realized we were the only ones in here. He must have cleared it out

who was making eyes

a medium rare

and said “And you?” impatiently as if I was a

house salad with ranch dressing, medium ribeye steak, loaded baked potato, and broccoli