The Lycan King's Secret Triplets

Chapter 6

Nathan’s p.o.v

I stared out the window. Somehow, I managed to shut the surrounding voices out and concentrate on the image of Nicole in my mind. She had to be the most beautiful and intriguing woman I’ve ever met.

I can still recall the way she smelt of lavender and honey, the way her curly brown hair entwined between my fingers and the way her mouth tasted like sweets and alcohol. Gosh! She is the only woman that has mesmerized me, even the memory of her has me reeling.

I still carve a repeat of what happened between us and this time I want her sober, so she can remember the feel of me inside her, just the way I recall her wet insides clenching tightly around my member.

I clenched my teeth, shaking the thought out of my head. It did me no good to think about her like that, especially when she hasn’t bothered to call me back like she said she would.

It has been two weeks and still nothing.

“Nathan, are you even listening?” my mother’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

“Mother, I have already made it clear that I am not interested in marrying Alexandra, I have found my mate and I want to be with her,” I repeated the same words I had been saying to my mother for the past two weeks.

Being the only son, I have always been bothered by the responsibility of making my mother happy by doing all her bidding. But not this time.

I will marry my true mate Nicole, whether my parents approve or not.

“You will go against your mother for some one-night stand prostitute!” she barked, slamming her hand against the table. The cutlery rattled in response.

I clenched my fist. “She is not a prostitute!”

“So you did not hook up with her for one night?” she pressed.

“I did….” Then suddenly it hit me. How did she know that Nicole and I had a one-night stand? I immediately stood at my feet, “I don’t remember telling you about how I and Nicole met. So how do you know that?”

She immediately looks away from me. She was clearly hiding something. “I am your mother, I know everything that concerns you. That is how I know that that girl is all wrong with you,” my mother said.

“Alexandra is a good, well-mannered girl. She would make a great queen and mother to your pups,” she looked at my father for support, but he did not say anything. She made a face and stood to her feet.

“If you want to be king, then you have to put your people’s needs before your own!”

“If what it takes to be a good lycan king is to marry someone I don’t want, then I don’t want to be king,” I spat and marched out.

All I care about now is finding Nicole. I should have taken her number instead of given her mine. I don’t even know where she lived or her place of work. I don’t even know what her surname was. All I knew about Nicole was her first name, Nicole.

That night, like every other night, I dreamed of Nicole and the beautiful freckles on her nice nose.

The next day, my father invited me to watch a horse race with him. My earliest memory of my father was watching a horse race with him. It was the only thing we had in common, the only way we could bond as father and son.

After my father fell ill, he took me to the racetrack and told me he was handing it over to me. Now, he was inviting me to the tracks, I knew it could only be to talk about my engagement to Alexandra. By the time I got to the track, the race had already started. Ten well-trained horses raced to the finish line, jumping hurdles along the way.

The crowd cheered noisily. My father was in the VIP section watching closely, his face pinned with a serious look.

“Which horse did you bet on?” I asked as I plopped down beside him.

“Number 7,” he replied without staring at me. “I think he has just the right amount of conviction to win this race.”

I nodded and watched, praying that number 7 would win the race, so my father would be in a good mood.

Number 7 came in fourth.

I cursed the universe.

“There has to be some lesson here, don’t you think?” my father asked, maintaining an unreadable expression. If he was disappointed with the outcome of the race, I could not tell.

“Life doesn’t always give you what you want. The best you can do is make due with whatever life gives you,” he replied.

I eyed my father from the corner of my eyes.

“Where is this Nicole?” he asked.

I pursed my lips. “I don’t know.”

My father stood at his feet. “Maybe she doesn’t want to be found.”

I didn’t say anything, because a part of me knew he was right.

“You have three days to bring Nicole to meet us. At the end of three days and she still isn’t found, I expect you to get engaged to Alexandra in front of the whole world. Do you understand?”

“Yes father,” I replied.

My father began to walk away. “Care to accompany your old man home?”

I nodded and followed behind him.

The next day, I met up with my beta. If I had only three days to find Nicole, I had to intensify my efforts now.

“Luca, please give me some good news,” I pleaded.

“I just found out where she worked. I will be heading there soon. Hopefully, I can get her home address from her employer.”

I nodded. “That’s good.”

“Where did she work?” I asked out of curiosity.

“At the same hotel.”

I blinked in surprise. I went ahead to tell Luca about the condition my father gave me for him to understand how urgent it was to find Nicole.

“I will find her. I promise,” he assured me.

But the days went by and still no news from Luca. On the third day, I stood by my bedroom window staring at the vast land in front of me and I wondered where Nicole could be hiding and why she was hiding.

Maybe my father was right. Maybe she did not want to be found.

But when my bedroom door flung open and Luca stepped in, a little flicker of hope lit up in my chest.

I hurried to meet him. “Did you find her?” I asked, even though I could see the answer clearly spelled out on his pale face.

“I tried.”