Chapter 172

Chapter 172:

“Good girl,” I murmured, my voice low and approving.

She wanted me just as much as I wanted her. Her hands reached up, about to pull my neck closer to hers, but I grabbed them firmly and spun her around. Her palms flattened against the edge of the large fountain, her bare ass exposed and lifted in the air, facing me.

I couldn’t wait to plunge into her from behind.

Quickly, I undid my trousers, removing my belt and tossing it to the ground. I lowered my boxers just below my hips, my cock already hard and eager. I teased her moist entrance with the tip, her soft moans sending a surge of pleasure through me, making me grow even harder.

She had missed this. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that. My hands roamed over her body, fondling her breasts gently before sliding down to part her legs. I lowered her back slightly, positioning her to ease my entrance as I prepared to thrust into her.

“Uhm… my King.” Jasper’s voice interrupted from behind, shattering the moment.

Aurora

Alarmed by his strange behavior, my hands flew to his face, smacking it hard.

“Fuck! How could he?!”

I had trusted him as a friend, even though I had just met him.

If only I had known he was such a pervert.

My heart shattered at the thought that my wolf had tried to warn me, but I had ignored it.

Tears blurred my vision as I shoved him away from me, pushing his hands off my breast.

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It didn’t take long before I realized that his other hand was gripping my waist tightly.

His audacity!

I wasted no time removing it from my waist and running away from him as fast as I could.

My vision was blurry, but I didn’t stop running. I couldn’t afford to stay another second near him.

I didn’t know what his next plan was, but I couldn’t fall for his tricks again.

I hadn’t made it far from the garden when I noticed flashes of light in the distance.

I stopped in my tracks and turned around to get a better look, but they vanished in the blink of an eye.

Maybe it was just my imagination.

“Forgive me, Aurora, I got carried away,” he pleaded, chasing after me.

I increased my speed, racing out of the garden before he could catch up with me.

Maybe he wasn’t as innocent as I had once thought.

“I promise it will never happen again. Please, don’t hate me. I was just sad that you will soon die in a few months…”

Reality hit me hard at his words.

He was right.

My life would soon be over, and holding grudges to my grave was the last thing I wanted.

But he had gone too far.

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