The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation by Luna Nova

Chapter 550

---- "Get out and wait for me in Lavinias study." "But I havent finished bathing her." "T said get out, and dont make me repeat myself!" I snapped, pointing at the door.

Who do you think you are to yell at my Nana like that?!" My daughters sudden scream froze me in place.

My eyes met hersthose deep brown eyesstaring at me with...

Hate.

---- She practically ran downstairs, despite her age.

The Duke seemed like a man who didnt hesitate.

This was his domain, a place where he could kill anyone without blinking.

A sudden wave of fear clenched my heart.

It was best to stay far away from that rude, arrogant brute.

If he hated Rossella, then that would be perfect.

ook "My lady..." Freyas voice snapped me out of my trance.

Iwas standing in front of that door.

I had been staring at the wood for nearly a minute.

"I know, Freya.

I know..." With a trembling hand, I slowly turned the knob and entered my daughters room.

The first space was an antechamber, set up as a small study, with a bookshelf behind a desk fitted to her size, and comfortable armchairs arranged before it.

as if my heart were galloping

mind playing cruel tricks on

Memories.

had to calm

into the adjacent bedroom, I didnt find her

but it wasnt decorated like that of a ten-year-old

seriousmore like a

a side door, along with

know why,

She was bathing...

was bathing

someone was

"_., But...

weird, Nana." I heard an innocent voice

closer to the

boys are always more

there are always things a girl must do to make

I frowned, listening closely.

"So...

do that, Theodore will be

he1I be under your skirt in no

responsible, and he will take good care of you." What does it mean to have him under my skirt, Nana? Why would Theodore want to go there?"

the whole conversation, but it was already far too inappropriate for an

to me, startled, a sponge still

shock at the sight of me, but then

I didnt know you would be arriving, or I would have had Lady Lavinia

their heads bowed, tense,

forced myself to look back

when our gazes locked, I felt a chill run

eyes were sharp, piercing void of