The Lycan King’s Healer – Chapter 33

He did not flinch, but he had the decency to look upset about it.

Aldrich stepped back, regaining a couple shreds of his composure after realizing what he was doing. “I’m sorry,” he muttered reluctantly.

“I don’t care,” I sniped.

n was in danger. I need to know what happens to him!” he insisted, glaring at me. The thought of Theo being in danger seemed to hurl him

son.”

e. As if he was a volcano icing over, but would erupt even harder once thawed.

lice. He was so angry, he didn’t even seem like he was talking to anymore, rather a soldier that disobeyed him or an enemy.

ut you just got back—”

s game?”

at him again. “He is not your son to worry about.”

r the nearest piece of furniture. It was a drawer chest, surely heavy wood and full of clothes, but he knocked it onto the floor like

ich, what are you–” I gasped.

out of his mind that I was still demanding this facade.

r the first time. I felt like crying at his outburst,

s burned my eyes and threatened to stream down my face. My low

ted.”

t him into the hallway, not daring to even glance at

Aldrich

he knocked over chest. Then slowly sighed to

nown Cathy that she looked at me with fear.

and he nodded, not quite meeting my eyes.

napping in his bed. The last place I bounded down to was the garden, the only other place she would be.

etals of all the daisies, and a dirty, rusting garden swing. The fountain was no longer streaming, and any water lef

g I had not an ounce of knowledge a

angry instead of to be worried.

checked the mouth of the woods, in case she was being truthful about the leisurely walks. I couldn’t find her anywhere. I asked the guards at each place I looked if they’d seen her, but they hadn’t.

gh me; what if she never came back? What if she didn’t want me to find her ever agai

h the small bundle of forest and stepped out to a place I guessed she might be. The lavender fields I used to frolic in.

ind them. She was drawn to plants like this. I ran through the rows and rows of lavender, weaving through a sea of purple, but I did not see her. I looked across the

the direction of the trees.

e, impaling my cheek. I cried out, the object large and heavy. It skimmed my outer cheek, ripping a piece of the flesh out, before whizzing by.

the ground for cove

dragged by and I confirmed there would be no second ambush, I reached a hand to my face. Blood stai

to where it lay, not risking being out in the open on my feet. Once I got to it, my stomach lurched, and I held back a ret

t was an arrow