The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Rufus' POV:

My mind was a complete mess, my clothes damp with my sweat. That dream just now felt so real that I almost believe it had really happened.

And, to my utter frustration, as I tried to comb back to the details of the dream, I was hit by another memory block. I couldn't remember anything. All I knew was that my heart was beating furiously from the desire coursing through my veins, and that I was at the very end of my tether.

The next thing I knew, Adela was drawing close again, going so far as to press her breasts against my arm. The feeling of her skin against mine made goosebumps rise all over my flesh. Not only had she unbuttoned her shirt, but she had taken off her stockings as well, revealing her bare legs.

I recoiled from her with a scowl. "What are you doing?"

"It's okay," Adela crooned, the lust in her eyes unmistakable.

My mind was still in a fog. Unable to comprehend her meaning, I just sat there and stared blankly at her.

Adela's cheeks were growing redder by the second. She gathered a strand of her hair and coquettishly swept it over her chest. "I'm willing to do this with you. After all, we will soon become a real couple."

I was disturbed by this whole situation. All the while, I had thought Adela to be a timid girl, but she turned out to be quite the opposite. In fact, she was more than proactive than she had any right to be. Gone was her initial shyness and innocence from our first meeting. And that only compounded my disgust for her.

this often in the future, anyway, won't we? We will be a couple soon." Adela repeated that damn phrase, putting emphasis on the word "couple." She then lowered her head coyly, which appeared to me like a pathetic attempt

her refer to us as a couple somehow made

prospect was glaring at me in the face,

that I knew for certain that none of this was right. Maybe I should see the

aren't you saying anything, Your Majesty?" Adela spoke again. "Do you not want

be bothered to even pretend like I could tolerate her for another minute more. "I don't

But

and that...

yours is still so hard.

anything"

want

I wasn't sure if

saying, or if she

struggling to rein in my fury. "I said, it was just a mistake. Leave my bed and get dressed.

respectable lady. You should

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