Chapter 15

Feyre’s POV

All in all, my last encounter with the Lycan King wasn’t nearly as terrible as my first or as scarring as the second. All that had been required of me was to serve the King and his guests. Even though I had to do it in what was pretty much erotic underwear and high heels, I’d managed to finish and escape without so much as a brush of skin with anyone else. Apart from aching feet and understanding the extent of Xaden’s ambition, I was left with little to traumatize me. I hadn’t relaxed until Garrick escorted me back to the Harem and even then I’d had a little bit of anxiety.

It had been two days since then and I was much calmer.

I flipped through another page of my book, not particularly engrossed in what was going on inside it. Mishka slept in her bed having been out with a patron particularly late last night.

It was nearly noon and she was yet to stir from the slumber she’d fallen into when she stumbled over here by six AM this morning.

I was a tad worried