The Lycan King’s Healer – Chapter 28

Alan eventually returned to the palace with anger on his face and dirt on his clothes. He approached us looking criminally defeated, and there were bags under his eyes like he hadn’t slept in days

I was still frozen in place, my mind folding over the threat, trying to analyze it. A valid theory was that the woman in the woods who gave Theo “water” was Emily. She had failed to kill me, but maybe she was warning me that she was preparing to attempt again? That theory was cemented by the fact a maidservant was not only threatening me, but using Emily’s name as well.

“We didn’t find any trace of the son of a bitch again,” Alan snapped, and Danika abruptly shushed him, implying a sleeping Theo in the next room.

d,” Alan sneered, narrowing his eyes at my sister, “have you done anything to help?”

ey spoke, and the secret admiration in his glaring eyes. “I slapped a maidservant.”

e help?”

she looked him up and down, wrinkling her nose.

hard at the floor. My vision zoned out on a stain upon the tile.

her own good,” she mocked, “but I slapped her when she said she’ll never be as good as Emily.”

s gone—what could she possibly want?”

he demand

have everything that was once supposed to be hers,” I reminded him, and confusion decorated his attractive features. “Even though she has Elias and his estate, she wants Aldrich to still pine for her.”

ng to understand. “Plus, she’s not stupid. S

eavy doubt, looking at me like I was a blundering fool.

night with a shudder.

d have people work

ised, and he looked even more tired in that moment. “But first, I’m going to have that bath drawn.”

***

nd I instantly felt as tired as Alan looked. When was the last time I got a good night’s rest?

bed. He was tucked away and snoring, a content look on his small face. I managed a slight smile at the sight.

g it into my bones. I knew there were many things to decipher and even more to be afraid of, but it was the first time I was able to discuss them out loud. I felt paranoid, but not the crazy kind anymore. Alan and Danika knowing the dilemma trimmed a layer of weight off my chest, and as I drifted to sleep, it even felt light enough to breathe.

a beard of bubbles. The heat emanating from the bath warmed my skin, coating me with steam against the autumn crispness in the air.

p a ball of gleaming bubbles before coating my chin with them.

ng in the cottage.

u smile like that in so long, mommy,” he said, admiring my face.

the bubbles in his hair to match his beard.

me intuitively. “You stress a lot

rent, now,” I reminded him.

happy mommy

too.”

fair skin, and then wrapped him in a comfy white robe.

ght, go to your room. It’s almost d

to do that.

, and quickly went to dry his hair. It was saturated wet, as if he was just freshly

w go.”

st jumped back into the tub. His dirty blonde hair was so permeated, it looked black.

That’s strange, I dried it like I always—” I choked on the rest of the words in my throat, the towel on the floor permeated with blood.

he said, grinning.

en screaming. I prayed that no one heard me, especially Theo. Maybe the pillow muffled the screams this time.

to get out of hand; I had never dreamed of something that violent ha

cious reminding me what could’ve happened if the woman decided to harm him.

in the garden was true; whether I loved him or loved the stability he gave me, there was definitely love present. I yearned for him to rip the woods apart tree by tree until he found who was doing all of this, I yearned for him to threaten my subconscious to stop giving me nig

kness.

ted to turn my limbs into stone. It was a note. My fingers trembled as I unfolded the paper.

oon.