Melissa Eden
“The Lycan king, really?” I ask in unbelief as soon as we are finally alone.
The slades were already long gone. They looked so defeated when they left. A huge contrast to how high spirited they looked when they came in.
“I wanted to tell you first but I didn’t want you to get scared or overwhelmed. You said it yourself. You wanted a normal life and being with the lycan king is nothing close to that.” He says now standing in front of me with pleading eyes.
“Then there’s the baby. Male or female, that’s heir to the kingdom. I mean their kingdom,O you now see why I couldn’t tell you?” He says, his right hand pushing a strand of hair that was falling from my face behind my ears.I stood there lost and worried. This is a real example of the phrase “from a frying pan to fire “
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