The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- 104. DANGEROUS FEELINGS NYX "You're so nervous. Relax, that wolf doesn't bite." "Yeah right, easy for you to say, you're his wife," I shot back at Isabella with a sarcastic tone. She was adjusting the final details of her dress in front of the mirror. A soft, melancholic smile tugged at her lips. "aidan wasn't always this cold," she explained. "'Some bad things happened, and he... well, he hardened his heart. I wish he'd smile the way he used to." She added that, and I didn't dig further.

I've been putting the pieces together, and apparently, they had an accident crossing portals. The same one that caused Bella's current condition. "Well, I think I'm ready." "You look beautiful," I said, gazing at her reflection in the mirror. She really was beautiful, with pale skin and blonde hair. Even though the layer of makeup couldn't hide her weariness, those amethyst eyes still dazzled.

---- "Thank you." she had just responded when a knock sounded at the door, and Aidan entered, bold and dressed more formally. The dark blue tunic made his eyes and sharp features stand out even more. "Bella, you look stunning," he said, scanning her from head to toe and opening his arms for her to sink into his chest. I tried to quietly retreat to my little corner, but then... "Don't go, Nyx, please... I need you close.

I don't feel well at all." She begged in a whisper, even though she tried to sound cheerful when speaking to him. "But... if he finds out I'm not locked inside your inner world..." "He won't. He won't explore unless I give him a reason. He doesn't like violating my privacy, just like that." Lagreed, not entirely convinced. 'Truth is, the last thing I wanted was to be spying. "Let's go to the dining room.

They prepared all your favorite dishes," the prince said, possessively wrapping an arm around her waist. His fingers clung tightly to the corset as he led her down the ---- corridors of this castle to the large dining hall. It always amazed me how few people there were, barely any servants. If he was the prince, then where were this continent's kings? The table seemed endless for just two people, but everything had clearly been prepared with great care.

A huge bouquet of roses stood out among the silverware. "Nyx, I'm sorry... please give me a second... I can't keep it up... entertain him for a few minutes," Isabella's tired voice said suddenly. "wait, princess... damn it..." I muttered inside her mind, sitting up abit straighter. Isabella had retreated into her inner world, like when she used to imprison the body's owners. Now I was in full control. I tried to steady the trembling in my hand as I took a bite of the chocolate mousse.

"Come on, Nyx, what's wrong with you? You even played the role of a brothel madam, this is nothing." I told myself, but the very next second... I screwed it up.