Mommy daddy is the lycan king

Chapter 42

ght about them.”

She kept silent, as she didn’t know how to respond to his words.

“You are right, my father did the bare minimum. He betrayed this community. and I followed in his

footsteps.” He didn’t seem proud of that decision.

“Is that why you came with me?”

“I couldn’t stay back anymore; they were my responsibility as their king, and I have played the blaming

game for too long. You were right; they turned to rebellion as their last resort, and they only did so

because we turned our backs on them when they needed us the most. How can I call myself the Lycan

king? How can I call myself the ruler, knowing what I know?”

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He was breaking down right in front of her, and she didn’t know what to do to help him. She placed her

hand on his, which was on the balcony’s railing, and she felt a spark within her. He stayed still, and he

must not have felt the spark, so she kept her hand there. “You are still the Lycan king: your errors and

past shortcomings don’t change who you are. What matters is that you want to be better for the sake of

everyone you rule over. You came with us because you are better than your father and your past

mistakes. That is the king this world needs.

He turned to stare at her with eyes she couldn’t read, and she hoped she hadn’t said something out of

context

He smiled and nodded, believing her words. “Thank you for everything, Sky.” He said, his eyes filled

with adoration

In this moment, she wanted to tell him her name was Fiona and not Sky. She wanted him to know the

real her, but she couldn’t do that. There was so much, and it was more than her desire for him.

She broke out of her thoughts when he wrapped his hand around hers, which was first on his, and gave

it a firm squeeze. Then he silently returned his gaze to the sky, and she followed him.

“I will not be able to deal with your plague this week, my king,” she informed him.

He nodded. “I understand, and I accept that on one condition.”

“What condition?”

“That you no longer call me by my title but by my name. My name is Julian McQueen and I’ll want you

to call me that.”

There was no alternative for her. She would not balance doing her work here and also healing him of

his plague, and that meant she would have to give in to his demands. She had to call him by his name.

The numbers of those with the plague in the camp on the outskirts had doubled greatly, which took

Fiona by surprise. She knew they couldn’t overcome her since she had five men with her.

She spotted the Lycan king on the other side of the camp, approaching where she sat, attending to

those outside the camp. Seeing him startled her because this camp was so different from the

settlement. It was filthy and not well organised as compared to the settlement. It took a lot of effort for

her to get used to it, and she

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didn’t even expect him to come close.

She rose from her seat and approached him, hoping to stop him halfway. His scent engulfed her, and it

made her tremble from where she was, but she had to go closer and speak to him.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

He had taken notice of her as she drew closer to him, and his gaze didn’t waver as he watched her

draw near. “Visiting the camp on the outskirts of the community where those with the plagues are?”

That was not the question she asked. “You do not have to be here. It is nothing like the settlement or

what you’re used to

He smiled and, in his eyes, stayed confusion. “I want to be here; besides, you’re here?

“It’s different; you’re the Lycan king, and I am a healer. This is my job, not yours.”

He placed his hands on her shoulders, and her legs almost gave up on her at the touch. Goosebumps

scattered all over her skin, and her nipples hardened underneath her bra.

His smile turned into a sly smirk. “You are really cute when you get protective, Sky, but I want to be

here. Yes, I am the king, but that is even more reason why I should be here

She couldn’t argue anymore, and she returned to focus on her duties–the few that were left before the

day would end.

Julian wanted to restore the broken relationship. Many of them hated the Lycan king because they

thought he had abandoned them. He didn’t want that anymore and wanted to be a true ruler for his

people.

He also instructed the movers to return to the pack estate and carry words to Beta Kenneth, who was

ruler in his absence. They were to bring food and amenities through the portal to the communities; they

were to have not less than fifty ment on this task. Grandfield had around three hundred living souls in it,

and this food and amenities would aid them until they could function on their own. The movers bowed

their heads and departed.

“We have over one hundred and twenty people here today, which is four times the number it was

yesterday.” Jose said, returning to them after going to count the number of plagued Lycans present on

the outskirts.

The number was a surprise, but it wasn’t more than she could handle. She had done three times that

number in a day in the past. She was also grateful that people were coming out to be healed. It would

make her work here very easy. At the eighth hour, she was done healing the last plague.

She returned to the sanctuary to speak with the elder. She needed to find the fountain of death, which

was said to be the root of the plague in the werewolf world. Being an elder and older, he would have

knowledge of it

Elder Rio knew about the place and was more than happy to help. But he insisted it was best to visit

the spot during the day, and so they retired to the villa to prepare for their third day.