Chapter 118
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here, she’s extremely gorgeous.”
“You have a lot of women at your feet. Yet you haven’t answered my question”
Marcel looked at me and grinned. “Father, Devon’s wives are off limits, as promised And I will not go against that. But this one here, she’s not. Devon treated her terribly, and I will not stand for that
“Your ways are beyond my comprehension.” The king said with a dimitive wave. Both of you, leave. I’ve heard enough of your theatrics for the day.”
I was more than glad to leave. I bowed. “Good day, your majesty
Yes, leave.” He snapped.
Marcel took my wrist and led me out of the throne room. Once we were out of there, I turned to Marcel
“What did you mean by Devon’s wives being off limits? Back there?”
He didn’t pause walking. “That’s not something you need to worry your head about.”
I moved to his side, trying to get him to look at me. “I need to know, please.”
He glanced at me from the corner of his eye and smiled. Then he paused and faced me fully. “You’re very curious about this.
Sue,”
“Well um…he never actually told me anything when I was back with him. So I’m in the dark about a lot of things.”
Marcel sighed. “Devon and I haven’t had the best relationship, that is completely true. But all that became worse when his wives began to throw themselves at me.”
I must have made a face because he chuckled.
“You seem surprised.”
“Well I…I wasn’t expecting that.”
“Either way, I am a kind man. And I cannot take his wives from him. We’ve always had the problem where his girlfriends would willingly offer themselves to me in be past, and Devon would think that I seduced them*
Was that what happened back then? When they were fighting and it was very clear it wasn’t about me? This is what it was about? Some feud from the past?
“Now Devon feels inferior to me. And he’s harbouring a lot of anger directed at me too.”
Ah, that makes a lot of sense. If Devon’s wives wanted Marcel, then that would make Devon really angry. He’s hiding his insecurities under that tough alpha image.
How disgusting.
Marcel took my hand in his. “Let’s have dinner. Aren’t you hungry?”
I nodded. “I am.” I’m starving in fact. He smiled kindly, and his eyes shone. For a brief minute I was reminded of Caldan and the way his smiles felt like sunshine.
“Come with me then.” He said.
This is real. My new life has actually started here. I won’t ever need to be a slave, or go back to Devon’s pack. I was free, finally free. I won’t ever have to see Zayn or Iris ever again.
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Marcel and I had dinner together. It was quiet nice, at least I wasn’t rushing to serve wine or in fear of spilling something on someone. I actually sat at the table and ate, like a normal human being. I realized that I had missed that feeling
After dinner, I said goodbye to Marcel and headed back to my room. All I wanted to do was have a cold bath and go to bed.
I was getting ready for bed when the door to my room swung open. I paused, a pillow in my hands and turned to the door.
There stood Marcel in a only a pair of pants, his bare chest on display. He has a dark look in his eyes as he crossed the space between us.
“Your highness?” I called, taking cautious steps back.
Going to bed?” He asked, his head cocked to the side.
“Yes I…”
“There’s no need for that now.” He said and cut me off. “On the bed. Take your clothes off. Now.”
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