Her Vengeful Lycan Alpha

Chapter Two Hundred-Fifty-Nine – A Witch’s Blood

The building was empty, odd as it had never happened before. Laurel locked her room for the first time in a while.

Little Marino and Mira had gone to see their friends and Laurel paced around doing nothing, it felt unfair since the kids should console her when she had nothing to do.

They grew up too fast.

She exhaled, carrying the basket Jessika handed her, filled with the new snacks she tried out. Since there was nothing else to do, the Princess could only think of Zeldris.

Sitting alone by the entrance of the prison, guarding Bebe, if not Laurel knew how he was, she could have chided him on having a crush on Bebe.

"Zel!" she yelled when she sighted him, she noticed him jump and rolled her eyes. "Passing the night here again?"

He scattered the sticks he played with out of boredom. "I wish not but what can I do? I’m a gentleman that can’t afford to leave a lady alone at night."

That was creepy without context, Laurel thought. She kept the basket by his leg and placed an ear over the door. "Did you hear anything? She could be conscious."

As she leaned on the door, it gave way making her fall inside. She hurriedly took Zeldris’s hand and pulled herself up. "Did you know it was open?"

"No idea." Zeldris looked around the place. "You should stand back in case my theory is right and she attacks you."

Laurel walked forward, following Bebe’s scent. "So she should attack you? Ah, yes, you like the pain."