Betrayed Heiress: My Second Chance Mate is A Lycan King

Aira’s POV

Carla’s eyes brimmed with tears as she held onto me tightly. I can see the eagerness, the hope, and the curiosity all swirling within her eyes as she said, “Tell me it is done; please tell me he is gone.”

A small smile lifts the corners of my lips as I nod slowly, “Yes, Jared is gone and will no longer be a problem to us. I took him straight down to hell. Literally.”

A sigh of relief leaves her lips and her shoulders slouch. The relief in her eyes was grand, and I shot Alex a glance, who did his best to conceal the fact that he did not appreciate Carla’s relief. I, Alex, Arnold, and Carla are all seated in the living room; I called for all of us to be here.

Not for any specific reason though, just to see that everyone was all good and healthy. The storm has finally passed.

“Thank goodness, I pray he is burning in the hottest, darkest parts of hell,” Carla says, oblivious to Alex’s discomfort.

“He wasn’t exactly a bad guy, Carla. He was just hurt.” I say, and as soon as those words leave my lips, she looks at me like I have been possessed.

“How could you possibly even say that? People get hurt every day, but you don’t see them going on a killing spree. Because of him, countless children have been orphaned and traumatized. It is because of him that my child is going to grow up fatherless, so please do not tell me that he wasn’t a bad guy because he was. And I wish him nothing but pain and suffering for all eternity.”

Silence.

Well, this is quite awkward.

Alex clears his throat, and all eyes snap to him. He rises to his feet, and fear grips my heart as I await to hear what he has to say. I silently pray that he doesn’t say anything to trigger Carla; the last thing I want is a fight between the two people I care about the most.

But that was far from the case. The words that leave Alex’s lips were the last thing I had expected to hear from him, especially at a time like this.

“Well, then this calls for a celebration. Finally, our enemies are gone, and we can finally kick back and relax.”

I blinked up at him with surprise while Carla and Arnold jumped at the idea.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Heck yeah, let’s go clubbing!” Carla suggests, and I turn to her with horror written all over my face.

“You are pregnant, Carla,” I remind her, and she looks at me in a way that suggests that she doesn’t see my point.

“And so, what? Just because I am pregnant doesn’t mean I don’t have the right to have fun. Besides, I promise not to drink too much; I just want to dance and be free.” she pauses, her cheeks turning a few shades redder as she admits, “Besides, I have never actually been to a club. Richard promised to take me to one, but… well, you know shit happens, i guess.”

Damn it.

“Fine. Clubbing it is,” I say, and she jumps up and down, clapping her hands together with that big smile on her face. She resembled a child as she did that. I refused to believe that this was the same person that had endured all this pain. She was strong. Nothing could take away her innocence.

“Absolutely not,” Alex cuts in, looking down at me disapprovingly. “When i said that this calls for a celebration i meant within these four walls where it is safe.”

“Safe from what?” I ask, tilting my head to the side and looking up at him questioningly. “There is nothing and no one that can harm us now. All our enemies are gone. We have lived in fear for too long. It is time to actually go out without having to look over our shoulder every five seconds. It is time to have fun.”

“I believe she is right,” Arnold says, speaking for the first time since this whole gathering started. “Guards have been parading the city for the past few days, and there has been no sign of any suspicious movement. The storm has passed, your majesty.”

For a moment, Alex doesn’t say a word. His jaw clenches, and he clicks his tongue; I could tell that he was deep in thought. until I held his hand and said, “Please.”

He shuts his eyes and sighs in defeat. “Fine.”

A smile lifts my countenance, and I stand on my toes before placing a kiss on his cheek. I could have sworn I caught his cheeks turning a shade oinker after that, but his cold demeanor made it hard for anyone to notice. But I did.

I take Carla by the hand and lead her out of the room and into mine. “I don’t even know what to wear,” Carla says, placing her hand on her head as she thought deeply. A devious smirk stretches my lips as I open up my cupboard. Her eyes grow wider than saucers, and her jaw drops. “I have never seen you wear any of these,” she says as she stares at the slutty dresses in my drawer with disbelief.

“I got them when I first went on that trip to the city. Alex isn’t even aware of them; I have been waiting for the right moment to wear them, but the opportunity never came… until today,” I say, smiling proudly at my collection of dresses. They ranged from all categories of slutty; they came in different colors too.

There was one I have been longing to wear forever. And tonight was my chance.

“Well then, I suppose it is time to finally start living our age,” Carla says, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

In the next two hours, a knock comes from the door, and I sigh. “Come in,” I say, and not less than a fraction of a second later, an impatient Alex storms in.

“How long will it take you guys to-”

His words die in my throat when his eyes lock with mine. They travel down my body, and the lust and desire in his eyes were like nothing I have ever seen before.

But that lust and anger soon transformed to rage as his fists clench and a growl rumbles off his chest. “No.”

My brow hikes with a question. “What do you mean, no?”

“You are not wearing that to go anywhere,” he says with authority, and I take a look at my outfit once again.

I am wearing a black leather dress that was long enough to cover my ass and nothing else. My back was fully exposed, and my hair had been tied up into a high ponytail. My make-up was smoky and seductive, and I felt two inches taller; I suppose that was thanks to the stiletto heels.

Carla stood by my side wearing a similar dress, but hers stopped at her midthigh. Her dress was long sleeves, and she left her hair down, wearing a pair of red heels to match her dress and make-up.

I walked up to Alex, swaying my hips from side to side with a seductive smirk on my lips. Once again, the lust returned to his eyes, and I knew he was not pouncing on me right now because of Carla.

I stopped only when our chests touched and our faces were barely an inch apart from each other’s. I swear I could feel the pounding of his heart against his ribcage.

I brought my face closer to his; our lips brushed, and the darkness in his eyes was immense.

That is when I said, “I would like to see you stop me.”

I sidestep him and walk out of the room, the sound of his enraged growl filling me with the confidence I needed to get through the night.

Tonight was going to be quite fun.