Mommy daddy is the lycan king by Glory Tina

Chapter 33

Chapter 33
Fiona’s POV
She couldn’t sleep. She tried to, but she couldn’t shut her eyes. There was just so much she knew and couldn’t stop thinking about. The Lycan king had the plague. He had had it for over a decade.
He had it before they met over five years ago, before their affair, which brought about the conception of the twins. He was right; he would have infected everything that crossed paths with him in the last ten years if his plague was like the others, but it wasn’t. At least that was something good.
He couldn’t have given the plague to her sons in the time he spent with them. That was physical touch and closeness.
Did they also have the plague since they were a product of him? They didn’t have the plague; they couldn’t
Her theory was that they either didn’t take that from him or they did, and she cured them with her powers while they were still in her belly.
In any case, they were as safe as they should be.
She had wanted the night-her first dinner with the Lycan king-to be memorable, and now it was. She would never forger everything that had happened. She would take it to her grave.
She didn’t know what to make of him-the Lycan king. After everything so far, she didn’t know if he was a good person or if there was evil lying underneath that goodness. There was so much she needed to know-so much truth that had to be uncovered. She needed to know how his plague came about and if his father had it.
Her work here just doubled.
Since she agreed to heal him, she would have to fix hum into her time at the settlement. It wouldn’t be easy, but it was a responsibility she had to take on. She had to figure out a way to do everything quickly and put this place behind her.
A few minutes past midnight, her eyes fluttered.
The next day started roughly, and it was expected considering the activities of the night before.
The plague had come out in their hundred, and the sight of them terrified her. It felt as though the more she healed, the more the numbers grew. She had to find a way to deal with the plague faster.
Seven hours into the day, Jace came to the settlement to inform her that the Lycan king demanded her presence in his court. Her heart sk ipped a beat at the mention of his name, but she said nothing before rising from the healing room and following him.
They arrived at the Lycan king’s castle, and he silently took her inside. They stepped into the king’s court, and she picked up his scent. She had beep around it last night, and it was warm and alluring. They stepped in together, and without waiting to be dismissed, he took a step back and exited the door.

She now stood alone, watching the Lycan king in the room alone. He was in his seat, and he closed the book in his hand as soon as Jace took his departure.
“Good day, my king
He set the book down before him. “You do not have to call me by my title. My name is Julian, and I think you already know that. She did, but that didn’t mean she had to take the name. They didn’t have an informal relationship, so she didn’t want
to take his name.
“Is that a suggestion or a command?” She asked.
His gaze
narrowed and lifted to lock in hers. “It’s a suggestion; there are no commands here. I would like to see you more
than the healer here to heal my land of this evil plague.
“That is what I am, though.” She argued.
“Being a healer is part of who you are, but that isn’t what defines you. You are still a being of intelligence, strength, and integrity. He explained.
Did she come here to work or to be wooed? She wondered to herself.
“I am highly flattered that you see me as such. I will call you your name when I feel I have to,” she answered.
He nodded and raised his hand in surrender. “As you wish, Sky” He told her and rose to his feet.
She drew a sharp breath. He was seated earlier, and somehow she didn’t notice the man she spoke to, but now that he stood, she did. He had a black long jacket on his khaki trousers and a sky-blue shirt. His shirt had a few buttons undone, and she could see a tease of the hair on his chest. The sight of them caused a tingle within her..
She shook the nasty thought out of her head; she didn’t want to S**ualize him that way anymore.
He took a step towards her, and her heart picked up in pace. If he noticed the change in her with his movement, he didn’t bother. He took another step, and he was covering up much space with his step. She calculated two more steps, and he would be right in front of her.
His scent will engulf her and steal her senses away.
“Come with me,” he said, and as she snapped out of her thought, she saw him on the left side of the court with his right hand placed against the wall. He pushed slowly, and the wall parted to reveal a passage.
“Where are we going?” she asked, although she was already walking towards him.
He didn’t hesitate in providing the answer to her question: “I call it my meditation room. There, you can have a good look at my plague.”
She didn’t ask any more questions as she followed behind. The first thing she felt as she got close to the meditation room was the heat and scented herb oozing out, and they were mind-numbing and created a form of case for her brain. He called it his meditation room, but it was a healing room. She could already tell. He stepped in first, and as she entered, the door
shut.
She turned back, alarmed that she was trapped with him, but he chuckled lightly. There are many entries and exits, do not worry, there are other ways out
She nodded, and turning around, she found him taking off his jacket. She held her hands up as a shield to prevent this g od- like man from defiling her eyes as her heart ski pped a heat once more.
“What are you doing?” she demanded in a panicking tone.
He laughed. “You need to first take a look at my plague, and that is what I’m doing. I’m taking off my clothes so you can have a look at it.”
“Oh,” she said, her hands dropping, realising she was the one overreacting.
Was she, though?
N*kedness.
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