The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation romance Capítulo 43

VALERIA

His cold, menacing aura surrounded me, crushing my will. I collapsed to my knees on the icy floor as his shadow loomed over me.

I had forgotten how dangerous the King was, and now, perhaps, I would pay for my stupidity.

I felt him rummaging through the album and then the boxes, probably making sure I hadn’t damaged his precious memories.

Suddenly, he came closer, and I lowered my head even further, biting my bottom lip to stop my teeth from chattering.

He gripped my chin tightly, forcing me to raise my gaze to meet his.

His eyes were nearly red, like his beast, filled with fury and murderous intent.

"Never, ever in your life dare to go through my private things again! Don’t you dare take advantage of the trust I've given you, Valeria! This place is forbidden to you. You have no right to touch them! Is that clear?!"

"Y-yes… yes, sir," I stammered, feeling the pressure on my chin and as if an invisible hand was squeezing my throat.

"Get out!" he barked, releasing me roughly. I stumbled back, trembling as I fled the suffocating room and ran down the corridors toward my small safe space.

I reached my room, slamming the door shut and locking it with shaking hands.

I walked to the bathroom and turned on the faucet, splashing cold water onto my face.

When I looked up, frightened, into the old mirror on the wall, I saw the tears falling from my blue eyes, one after another, until they turned into a muffled sob.

My hands went to my damp cheeks, digging my fingers into the scarred skin of my distorted face.

So ugly, so horrible, so broken.

What man would ever fall in love with me or even consider starting a family with a woman so scarred, both inside and out?

How could I have been so foolish to confuse things? When had I started letting my feelings get involved?

It had to stop. I had to go back to being the original Valeria.

I braced myself against the white sink, breathing deeply with my eyes closed, trying to calm down.