Obsession: The Lycan King's Human Mate Chapter 56
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A sudden zig of electricity shot through her and she looked away, breaking out of the spell. Why in the world would I do that? She mentally cringed and closed her eyes. Adeline had turned around and when she did, her eyes had immediately found him and she panicked.
When he had seen her watching him, he had immediately started to walk to her. Her eyes widened and she immediately ran to her friends.
Huffing a bit, she smiled, "I am going to go now. Bye." She frantically waved. Totally not awkward.
"Yeah, sure honey. You okay?" Elizabeth asked with a concerned expression. "You look hurried.."
"Oh no, I just want to go home and take a long nap." Adeline laughed a bit awkwardly in the end. "I am really tired."
Christine immediately chimed in. "Well, I agree to that. I am sleepy as hell too. Come on, let's take the bus."
Adeline as usual sat in the regular seat. She noticed that Xavier did not board the bus, tagged he just stood outside with his friends and she wondered how he came back but he did seem like he preferred walks over the bus.
Christine did not sit next to her and she was grateful for that. She was not good at making conversation and also, she was in no mood to listen.
Her next exam was the day after tomorrow. All of the exams had at least one day of break-in them and right now, as she tiredly walked home she was thinking about how a good and long nap would be appreciated.
Locking the door and checking it once, she went to her room directly and took off her jeans with pyjamas as its a replacement.
Sighing she plopped herself on the bed and closed her eyes.
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Sleep had mercy and immediately found her.
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Xavier had been standing on the porch of her house. He knew that there was no way Jason Woods was going to be home mid-day on a Monday and even if the man did come, Xavier would simply jump to his window.
He heard some rustling, she was changing her clothes and then a soft thud. She was on her bed. Ah, she was dead tired. He would have loved to carry her to the bed.
He smiled softly as his little mate being tired after writing a little. He moved towards his house and climbed the stairs. Looking over at her from his window, he felt content. She was okay and the technique had worked. At least she was not being affected by the bond as much as he was.
Stepping on the window sill, he climbed up and jumped across the window he landed inside hers. He sighed, the entire room smelled of her.
Damm, the mangoes. He loved them now.
He moved to her and sat down on the little leftover place in the side. Raising his hand, he caressed her face. The soft, supplely face that his mate had.
She was beautiful.
After enjoying her beauty, it was time to get the task at hand done.
Oh my sweet, sweet mate, he thought as he watched her sleeping form.
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Consciousness came to her but she did not open her eyes. It was so relaxing after waking up from a good nap on her own. She turned on her back and then stretched. Cracks we're heard and she was satisfied.
"Ohh," she moaned as she tried to stretch once more. This felt way too good. It was well deserving.
Sniffing, she got up and sat on the bed. This was tough, she didn't want to wake up now.
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Once again, raising her arms she stretched them forward and arched her back. This felt way too good.
She got up, balancing herself and then walked out of her room. She stretched her back and opened the fridge. Should she order Chinese? They did not have junk food on the weekend this time and she thought that exam week called it.
Taking her phone she ordered the food.
"Hi, yes. Dumplings, Spring rolls and cold Noddles. Please make it two for everything."
"Yes, alright, bye."
"You ordered Chinese, didn't you?" She heard a disappointing voice.
"Ah!" She jumped up with her hand o her heart. She had almost had a heart attack!
"Papa!" She yelled. "What would you do that?"
Jason kept his laptop bag on the sofa and walked to the fridge. He got himself a bottle of water and drank it.
"Because," he started to answer, "You were trying to be sneaky and order it. What did we talk about? No junk food on weekends."
Adeline immediately protested. "But we didn't have it the last weekend!"
"And we would have on the next but you ordered." He had a stern expression on his face. "It's exams week. You want a stomach ache or some kind of a bud, kid?"
"No.." she mumbled, "nothing happened last time."
"And there is no guarantee that it won't happen this time too." He immediately countered. "We are not going to have any for the next two weeks."
"Bu—"
"Say something and I will increase it." He threatened.
Adeline yielded immediately, "fine." She said in an exaggerated tone. "What's up?" She asked for his day.
"Where have you decided to go to college?" He asked as he took out the dishes for food.
"I don't know, you know the ivy Leagues. If I am accepted in one then that's the one but if two or more then I would compare the programs." She shrugged.
"Good," he mumbled. "Because if you want I can shift with you. I mean, if you want that. I am Perfectly fine if you want to have an apartment or go to the dorms." He had thought about it.
It was amazing! "No! I would love that! We could continue our traditions and honestly, I don't think that I could function without you."
He smiled at that. "Same here kid," he hugged her and kissed the top of her head. "I am happy to hear that."
Pulling apart he lightly flicked her head, "but do not forget, ivy League okay or not, just college is important. Okay?"
"Yes, papa." She smiled. Ivy League it was for her though.
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