Lycan king's substitute breeder

Chapter fifty six

Oregon

I sighed heavily as I landed on the ground below the window I had just jumped out of, dusting myself off as I stood up. I walked stealthily to the door that led to the elevators and, eventually, to my room.

As I entered, I made a beeline for the bathroom, turning on the shower and letting the water cascade over me. The whole time, my mind was racing with thoughts of Vivian and the romantic moment we shared earlier. Even now, the memory was so vivid and fresh, as if it had just happened.

The kiss had been unlike any other we'd shared before—it was a kiss from the heart, full of emotion and feeling. I was still lost in thought, a smile playing across my lips, when there was a knock on the door. I assumed it was Vivian, knowing that she would know that I was upset with her.

"Come in," I called out, grabbing a towel and tying it around my waist. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

As I opened the door, I was surprised to find not Vivian but one of the maidservants standing there, her eyes wide and her mouth agape. She looked as though she'd just seen a ghost.

"King Oregon!" she gasped, her voice shaking as she quickly averted her gaze. I realized that she'd seen far more than she should have.

My heart was racing as I struggled to think of what to say. "What—what are you doing here?" I stammered, cursing myself for not sounding more composed. I took a few steps back, trying to cover myself with my hands.

"I'm here with your breakfast, Your Highness," the maidservant stuttered, still unable to meet my gaze. I could tell she was nervous and embarrassed, and I wasn't sure what to do.

My eyes fell on the tray she was holding. I hadn't noticed it before, and I suddenly felt embarrassed. I had asked an awkward question, and now she was leaving the room.

"Leave it on the table," I said, pointing to the table.

She nodded and placed the tray on the table, then hurried out of the room, closing the door behind her.

I muttered a cuss word as I made my way back to the bathroom. I still felt uneasy about the way Vivian had treated me.

I turned on the shower and stood under the spray of water. I rinsed off and washed my hair, trying to put the whole interaction out of my mind.

After finishing my shower, I stepped out of the bathroom and into the room. I was looking for my clothes when I noticed someone standing in front of the table.

My eyes flitted upward, and I realized it was Vivian, wearing a white dress. I felt a wave of relief wash over me.

"You scared me!" I blurted out, my voice sounding a bit harsh.

"I'm so sorry," she said, a sheepish smile on her face.

"What are you doing here, anyway?" I asked, still feeling a bit surprised.

"I just wanted to check on you," she replied, still smiling.

"Maybe you should leave," I said, avoiding her gaze with my lips pouting.

"Why? Are you mad at me?" She asked softly, trying to act cute and innocent.

"What? No! I'm not mad at you. I'm just… Ugh! Fine, yes! I'm quite mad at you," I said with a grunt as I took my seat on the bed.

Vivian chuckled and ran to me, then suddenly sat on my thighs, then threw her arms around me.

"I know you're upset," she said, her voice gentle. "I didn't want to cause a scene in front of everyone."

I turned to face her and quietly nodded my head, like I was being hypnotized by her. I couldn't believe that I had already fallen head over heels for her. It was too sudden, and I never knew something like that could even happen.

"Have you eaten?" She asked as she stood up.

I quickly pulled her arm and made her sit on me. "Not yet," I whispered, and I laid my head on her chest. "But I will."

She chuckled and nodded. "Alright then," she said.

"What about you?" I asked. "Have you eaten yet?"

"Yeah, I ate a little," she replied softly, as she stoked my hair gently like I was a little baby who desired all the care in the whole world.

"A little?" I asked, widening my eyes. "Why is that? Have you forgotten that you have a child in there that needs enough to eat?"

"Thanks to somebody, I ate surplus last night. Now, I don't have room for more. Don't worry, I will eat the first later," she replied.

I smiled and nodded.

"You should eat now," she suggested. "Also, I want you to dress up. What if someone suddenly enters here and you are looking like this?" She asked, staring at my racy chest.

"Why? Are you jealous?" I smirked.

Vivian scoffed loudly. "What? Jealous? Why… Why would I be?"

"Oh really. Anyway, the servant who brought my food in this morning already saw my chest. She was quite flustered." I clicked my tongue and shook my head.

Vivian cleared her throat loudly as her eyebrows danced. "So, the servant that served you, was it a female or male?"

"Why are you asking about this? Don't tell me you are jealous." I asked.

"Hmph! Jealous indeed, I'm not!" She retorted.

"Then, why are you being inquisitive about it?" I asked.

"Is it bad if I'm curious? I just wanted to know. It's not like I asked you something wrong," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Alright then," I muttered. "It was actually one of those maidservants."

"Oh…" She whispered and looked down.

"What's wrong?" I asked worriedly. The look she had on her face made me concerned.

Vivian sighed deeply and looked at me, pouting her lips. She looked quite sad.

"Talk to me. What is it?" I asked.

"Hmph!" She grumbled and folded her arms. "I think I'm jealous."