Mommy daddy is the lycan king by Glory Tina

Chapter 46

The people’s offer was too good for Fiona to turn down. Julian had told her to corner her against a wall. He was the king, and his words were final. Yet he wanted her to be the one to decide.

“Why does it have to be up to me?” She asked with a raised brow

He took a step towards her, and like always, her heart skipped a beat. He reached his hand out, and her breath cut halfway through her throat. She blinked rapidly, not knowing what he wanted to do. He didn’t stop until his hand came on her hair and he drew out something before pulling away. He showed it to her, and it was white wool, and she exhaled upon seeing it, laughing a little.

“Well, it was your idea we came here in the first place, and I couldn’t give an answer unless I knew you were okay with it as well.”

His reasoning made sense and showed that he was being considerate.

“I don’t know,” she mumbled to herself, and turned away from him. She said so, not because she didn’t want to be here, but because she wanted to return and see: her sons. According to her calculations, her stay here would have taken three days to one week, and this was her third day here. She could spare the rest of the day and celebrate with the people.

“if you still want to head back today, we can do that.”

She shook her head. “I would want to stay and celebrate with the good people of Grandfield,” she answered.

He exhaled in relief. “Oh, good, because I already told them yes.” He blurted out.

Her eyes widened at his words. How dare he tell her it was up to her when he had already made the decision? Her l*ps scrunched up.

She folded her arms over her chest. “It was never my decision, was it?”

He pressed his l*ps together and said, “It is a feast of dance; I haven’t had that in many years, and I couldn’t turn it down. It is still your decision because if you had said no, I would have ordered Jace and Drew to take you home.” He told her, and a part of her believed him.

She had never been a part of a dance feast before, and it was something she wanted to experience. “Fine then: I want to be a part of the celebration

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“Good, girl,” he purred, and shivers went through her at his compliment. Something about being called his good girl made her happy, and she knew she wanted to be his good girl.

“The venue is a few blocks from the villa, and the time is seven when the moon is out.” He winked at her and took his leave, leaving her alone with millions of butterflies fluttering around in her stomach.

She was dressed and ready at six fifty p.m… and Jace was at her door to pick her up, She wore a simple red, asymmetrical dress that stopped above her knees and felt right for the night. She had on a pair of sl*p–on, and she had no time for makeup or extra care for her hair. The night was chilly, so she picked up a black jacket from the ones she came with and threw it over her shoulders.

They made their way from her quarter at the villa over to the third street, where the feast was taking place. The first person to catch her attention was Julian McQueen. He was in a grey long sleeve and black trouser, which was a casual selection, yet it was enough to mess with her head. He turned around almost immediately, as if reading her mind, and his face broke into a wide smile. It was a genuine smile because it affected his eyes and showed his dimples. Everything around her paused for a moment as he gave her his attention. His eyes strayed from her face down to the clothes she had on, and there was no disappointment in them as they came back up.

She burely did a thing, and he looked impressed regardless.

he said, breaking

gave my word

on hers. It wasn’t soft or hard, it was perfect, just as she had always remembered it to be. It would be

Shit

called it a dance feast, she thought it was a feast with dance as a bonus. It was after arriving and seeing the setting of

was a feast with only dance. At this feast, nothing other than dancing is done. There are music and musical instruments to aid the dance, and whatever choice you make, the hand

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midnight.

the feast was at its apex at this point, with dance and cheers

coming towards them, which meant she would also have to dance.

how to dance.” She whisper–yelled to Julian, whom she stood beside.

eyes warmed adorably. “I

herself when she realised all the dances had happened in pairs. Even Jace and Drew had danced earlier

He raised

nodded, knowing her voice would fail her if she decided to speak.

our turn.” He whispered into her ears, and shivers ran down her spine. He didn’t let her recover from that because he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her forward. How her legs followed was

hear as she stepped

song would you like to dance

she had already told him that. She had danced around in the past, but it was always in the comfort of her home,

told me, but what song do you like?”

have any to go with; she did, but she couldn’t think it up now, nor while everyone waited for her. “You choose; I will pick the next one” She told him.

picked a pop song, and no, she couldn’t dance, but he could. His moves complemented the places she lacked, and that was a lot of places.

hands on her back and waist, and

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ended, and the people gathered around to cheer and clap as they returned to their stand. His hand stayed on her waist the entire time, and she glanced up at him to meet his gaze. Her throat ran dry, and she couldn’t say a

the next hour or so, they would be back on the

and he must

“Uhi

Eilish. That’s my favourite song, but it is not danceable.” She told him. The song got her through hard

now. “There is a dance for every song.” He

passed, and it became their turn once again. Julian took hold of her hand and

he told the

after remembering how certain he

smiled but didn’t answer the question before the band began