You're mine.

Celine's POV :

I frantically ran away in the corridor and collided with none other than the Lycan king. He touched my arms and rubbed the back of his hand on my cheek as concern clouded his face.

"Why are you out of breath, my dear? " He asked, " Is there something troubling you? "

His skin felt cold against my cheek and I couldn't look into his deep questioning eyes. Somehow, he had come closer to me within a few seconds and was already invading my private space.

"It's nothing, Lycan king. I just spilled a little juice on my gown. " I managed to say under his deep stare.

He gasped, " You need to hurry up then. We don't want the juice to leave a mark. "

I wanted to tell him that I would manage everything on my own and that I didn't like how he was always there when I never wanted him. But, because of my low status and anxiety I couldn't utter a single word and aimlessly followed him around. Instead of using the common washroom, he took me to his special chamber.

" I think I will