Chapter 7
Everything hurt.
When she regained consciousness, Ralphine Belyaeva had been hopeless. She however knew that her life didn’t mean much. The pain she was feeling in her heart was also not going to go away anytime soon. She had been broken by many, and the soft mattress she felt herself lying on wasn’t comforting at all.
“Where am P Ralphine asked herself as she tried to pry her eyes open. The last thing she remembered was her stumbling out of Koslov with a broken heart. Her heart still hurt alright, but that didn’t explain where she was and why she felt different.
Her body wasn’t aching as badly anymore and it got her worrying about what this would mean for her. Was she captured? She couldn’t go through that, not when she wanted to disappear and forget everything. Was this going to be her fate all the time? However, before she could answer all the questions she had, she felt the left side of the bed dip and she froze.
Desperately, she slowed her heartbeats, to make it seem like she wasn’t awake. She couldn’t handle being in a difficult position. a second time, but what guarantee was there, when she could smell the addictive rainforest scent filling her nose that got her desiring more? Was this man by any chance her second chance mate?
Oh, how she wished for the impossible, despite knowing that werewolves only ever had one mate. Was that the same for Lycans though?
“Hello,” Ralphine heard a hoarse and husky voice greet beside her. The owner of the voice went on to stroke her hair gently and delicately like he was worried about her safety. It was new to Ralphine, but she steadied her heartbeats again.
She couldn’t let herself be in the same position ever again. She had to get through this, right?
Is he going to kill me now?‘ Ralphine asked herself, as she forced her eyes open, only to be met with angry purple eyes staring at her. They looked amused and seemed to be mesmerized by how tiny she was. Then again, that wasn’t what Ralphine was
after.
The man’s hands were huge. His palm was enough to hold her head and if he wanted to wring her neck, it was more than obvious that he would be able to do it without putting in a lot of work. Scared, Ralphine did the only thing she could think of
at the moment.
She screamed.
The man before her looked genuinely worried and he seemed to want to make it all better for her however how would he, when his presence scared her shitless? He didn’t look like the good people she knew of Instead, the man looked like a barbarian. Would it help if she knew that the man was the ruthless Lycan King, Miroslav Ibrahimovich?
“I won’t hurt you, ever. Please trust me,” King Miroslav said, only for Ralphine to scream out in terror, again,
However, this time, her screams garnered attention, more so the attention of Heion who had come back to talk to his best friend. There was only one reason anyone would be screaming in Miroslav’s room and Heion already had a feeling it was her brother’s fault.
“Where am I? What do you want with me?” Ralphine asked as she struggled to sit up. King Miroslav offered to help, but Ralphine didn’t seem so ready to accept his help. She couldn’t be blamed though. She had just woken up and everything was foggy.
Heion, who had rushed to the room, just stared at his helpless brother, the worry on Miroslav’s face making him wonder what the king would do.
“Do you need me, Miro?” Heion asked, but the king didn’t even look at him. Instead, he was staring softly at the frail werewolf on his bed.
King Miroslav had never had a mate or even a female this close, and while he was brave and all, he was panicking internally.
“No. Just go,” King Miroslav said and Heion didn’t hesitate to leave the room, carefully shutting the door on his way out.
“Who are “Ralphine asked, but the king interrupted her, putting his fingers a little too close to her lips.
Shocked, Ralphine flinched. The last time one had been this close to her, they had sentenced her to a hundred whips, something that she was sure she wouldn’t have survived. And yet as she looked at the man here, the only pain she felt was that of her broken heart. It hurt so bad it was almost crippling her.
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However, she wasn’t going to let that happen; not before she got her answer about what the hell had happened and how many hours she was missing. Maybe this man had answers, right? But why was he staring at her like she was some artifact he needed to handle carefully?
Ralphine began but King Miroslav just shushed her again, this time, their faces were inching a little closer. She wasn’t sure (what the bell was going on, but she could tell that this wasn’t it. She had just been rejected a few hours ago and lost her entire
family.
The only thing anyone ever brought her was pain and she was sick of it. Then again, she couldn’t deny that she was ready for whatever pain was headed her way, as long as whoever this man was, didn’t take her back to Koslov.
She couldn’t go back to the madness and ridicule that was waiting for her there. She just couldn’t
“Tell me who was stupid enough to touch and hurt you, askim,” the king stated softly even though his voice was cold.
“What?” Ralphine asked, slowly realizing that the barbaric–looking man was staring at her, not because he wanted to hurt her. but because he seemed to be hoping for a name. It was wild, given they had just met, and the fact that no one had ever been nice to Ralphine, made her wonder if there were strings attached to this.
“Who hurt you?” King Miroslav asked and this time, Ralphine shut up. She couldn’t give up the beta’s name. For all she knew, this man was probably one of Drescher’s grind and would drag her back to Koslov,
Instead of responding, Ralphine moved to the farthest side of the bed, away from Miroslav, who also seemed taken aback by the reaction he had gotten. He wasn’t going to hurt her, and she knew that. But he was asking questions, questions that caused her so much pain and reminded her of a horror that she had failed to get through sanely.
“Ill let you sleep then,” King Miroslav said when he realized that she wasn’t going to say anything. He didn’t want to scare so he would keep his distance.
her.
Dejectedly, the king walked out of his chambers and went back to his office. He had a lot to deal with and he could use that to forget about the woman in his bed. He hoped that she would be better the next time. On his way to his office, the king gave instructions to Kara to take care of his mate. And so, for a whole week, the king hoped to hear Ralphie speak again, but he never got that chance.
Instead, she had been cooped up in the king’s chambers, trying to forget what had happened to her. She had fully healed and was in a good state. She was well–fed and was safe. She however wasn’t allowed to get out of the king’s chambers. He needed to protect her and that was something he was taking a little too seriously. If anything, this was about the safety of his erasthai.
“You’re the Lycan king,” Ralphine stated, the next time that the Lycan king walked into his chambers. She was currently dressed in a long purple royal robe that made her look like a goddess. Her hair was left hanging on her shoulders and they made her look prettier than the sign had thought.
For the week Ralphine hadn’t said a word to the king, Miroslav had made sure to drown in his work. His warriors were working extra hard on finding out what had happened to their queen and they were so close to getting the answers they desired.
“That, I am,” King Miroslav said as he looked at her.
She was so beautiful, so perfect that she got his Lycan coming to the surface. It was pleasing and made the king want more. However, he knew he couldn’t get more, even if he wanted to because he didn’t know the first thing about the beautiful woman before him. Not even a name.
“May I come in?” Miroslav asked even though he was already a few feet into his chambers. If she wanted him gone, then he would be gone. He wouldn’t think twice about it, even though it would confuse him even more.
s your chambers, I doubt you need permission to get in,” Ralphine said, her voice a little colder and the king took a step back as if to show her that he wasn’t here to fight her. He was here for her, regardless of what happened between them, he just wanted her safe.
“You’re
my erasthai and queen. If you don’t want me here then your wish is my command,” King Miroslav said, his words so smooth that he was shocked at the realization. He had never been commanded, not even by his best friends, and yet he was staying there relinquishing control so she would feel safe and talk to him only.
“I suspected as much,” Ralphine said and the king looked at her like that was supposed to mean something. He didn’t understand what he needed to do, which was interesting, because Miroslav Ibrahimovich always had everything planned out down to the very last bit.
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Sorry, Tunean the room has so much royalty written all over it, and the maidservant won’t even look me in the eyes. It took me a while to figure it out, but I did. The only question being, why me? I am a rogue. A rejected wolf who ran away from
home.
Thave nothing to offer you. I was a rankless wolf in my pack, and nothing was interesting about me. I am of no use to you, King Miroslav Ibrahimovich, Ralphine said and the king who was staring at her softly, raised his head a little more when he heard his name from her lips.
King Miroslav knew this wasn’t the time for him to be gushing over a woman who probably had no desire for him. However, there was something about the way she called his name, the way it sounded from her lips that made him want to replay it over and over. It was almost a new obsession for the king and it was strange, not to mention a little crazy.
“Miroslav,” the king said softly as he took a few steps towards the beauty who was staying honest to the window of his chambers. She looked like she had been deep in her throat for a while until the king showed her. But was that something the king had to worry about?
“That’s your name,” Ralphine said as if to remind the king that it was more than obvious. But was that the king’s intent this
time:
“What about you? May I please know your name?” the king asked when he reached the window. He made sure to keep his distance, to avoid scaring her. He didn’t want her to fear him and hoped that by staying farther a little, he would be able to
achieve that
Maybe she would feel safe with him, but what were the odds that she would make a run for it?
“Ralphine,” she said as he looked into the king’s eyes, daring him to say something about her and her broken family that had been shattered because his very Lycans had made a show.
“Belyaeva,” the king said, making her take a step away from him.
Yeah, Ralphine Belyaeva. The daughter of the supposed traitors who attacked your Lycans. What now, King Miroslav?” Ralphine said, her voice strong even though deep down, she was scared shitless of the new reality.
Of the people she had to meet, the deadliest soulless Lycan king of ever lived just had to be it.
How unlucky of her.
I know”
