The Cursed Wolf’s Love

Iris picked up the wet white linen shirt from inside the basket and shook it out to remove any water if any was present in it. She got on her toes and draped the shirt on the clothesline. She did the same with the other shirts.

“Why did Master Adolphus close the washhouse from inside when he knew that I was also present there? Was he talking about that kind of punishment where he would put me in danger?” She mumbled and bent down to pick up another shirt. She stood straight and hung the last shirt on the clothesline before clipping its ends so that it would not fall with the breeze.

She put the sleeves of her dress down and picked up the bucket to go back to the washhouse when her forehead hit a solid mass. She lifted her eyes and again saw Adolphus in front of her.

“Did I ask you to leave?” He asked.

“Was I supposed to ask the Crown Prince? I know his tactics. He wants to punish me. That’s why he is playing that way,” Iris stated as she walked past him.

Adolphus was bewildered to hear her statement. What tactics did he use? Why would he want to punish her? He went behind her and asked her about the same.

Iris put the bucket on the floor and turned to look at him. “Your Royal Highness, if you come to the washhouse and then lock it from inside, then surely, I will be punished. The Crown Prince said earlier that he had loads of work and now, he is wasting his time here,” she stated.

Adolphus clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth and amusedly gazed at her.

“Iris, you said that it was my tactic to punish you. I am unable to understand you,” Adolphus said. His boots tapped against the floor as he advanced toward her.

“Didn’t His Royal Highness say earlier that he would punish me since he forgave those servants? So, I must remain careful,” Iris opined and gazed at him with her doe eyes.

Adolphus laughed at her. Iris decided to run away before Anthony would scold her. She ran across him when he caught her arm, pulling her toward him. “Do we have to play like kids, Kittie?” Adolphus asked her as his grip around her small waist tightened.

“Your Royal Highness, please let me go. What if someone sees us? Also, this is the washhouse. A royal cannot stop here,” Iris stated.

“In which rule book is it mentioned that royals can’t enter the washhouse?” Adolphus inquired. “I told everyone not to come near the washhouse,” he asserted.

“Why?” Iris knitted her brows together.

“Because you said you didn’t want anyone to see us together,” Adolphus answered. “Now, let’s return to the question which I asked you earlier. Why did you make a face at me? Was it because I was conversing with a woman other than you?” He asked.

Iris scrunched her nose as she could not get him. Why would she make a face if he talked with another woman?

“His Royal Highness cannot hurt anyone’s feelings. That lady gave the present to His Royal Highness and he handed the box to the servant,” Iris explained to him.

“That lady looked so upset. I can understand that it took her hours to prepare all those pies and cookies for the Crown Prince,” Iris stated. “Forgive me for making a face. I didn’t know that the Crown Prince noticed even the smallest things around him,” she asserted.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

“Hmm. That was a good lecture. That woman likes me, so I try to keep her away from me,” Adolphus said.

“Oh.” Iris smiled, and Adolphus asked the reason behind her smile.

“Master Adolphus can marry her then,” Iris stated.

“What?” He snickered. “Do not ever say that. You are a special person to me, so I won’t be angry at you,” he asserted.

Iris wondered if she had said something wrong. But more than that, she was confused to hear that Adolphus called her a ‘special person’.

“Will Master Adolphus let me go?” She requested.

“What if you ran away again?” Adolphus queried.

“I don’t want anyone to say that a servant is seducing the Crown Prince,” she said without hesitating.

“Did anyone say that?” Adolphus asked.

Iris shook her head and refused. “But Butler Anthony may become enraged if he discovers-” she paused when Adolphus placed his finger on her lips. In a swift motion, he dragged her to the small space at the right end of the washhouse.

Iris hid her face in his chest as he put his hand on her head. Their bodies pressed against each other, and something weird happened in Adolphus’s body. He had never felt this way. Even when he turned into a werewolf, he didn’t get this kind of sexual arousal. Since he never got the scent of his mate, he never experienced that.

However, at present, in that position, he immediately found his entire body was in the heat.

“I forgot to pick the buckets,” they both heard the voice of a female servant.

Iris looked up as she felt the heat radiating from Adolphus’ body and found his emerald green eyes had changed color. Adolphus rested his hand beside her on the wall, and his other hand rested on the side of her neck.

Iris wondered what was happening to Adolphus, and it intimidated her. Was he getting sick or something? She peeked out of the wall and saw the female servant had gone out. She quickly went out of the wall and went towards the door to check. No one was around.

“Master Adolphus, no one is here. You should,” she paused when the door closed, and with the blink of an eye, she was pinned to the door behind her, “master Adolphus,” she murmured, with a puzzling expression.

“Iris, what did you do to me?” Adolphus questioned her.

“Did I do something?” She innocently asked.

Adolphus decided not to tell her. She might think he was a pe*vert, who thought the other way about her. Only he knew what she did to him.

“Close your eyes, Kittie,” Adolphus urged.

“W-why?” Iris asked.

“Just close them,” he said. Iris complied with his command when she felt his hot breath on the crook of her neck.

“M-mast-master,” she stuttered, and pursed her lips together when his lips met her skin. Firecrackers exploded in her head as he kissed her skin. It was only a soft brush of his lips on her smooth skin, yet her entire body shuddered.

He let her go and whispered in her ear, “This is your punishment, Iris.”