Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 72

Oregon

That evening, Vivian was discharged, and I took her home. As soon as she entered her room, she took a refreshing shower and joined me at the table.

"You should go to your room," she smiled.

"I'm glad you're feeling better now," I whispered, gently caressing her cheek.

She chuckled and looked down shyly.

"Alright

 then, I need to leave now," I said, standing up. "Goodnight and sweet dreams."

"You too!" she replied, waving her hand. I waved back briefly and left the room.

As I walked down the hallway, I ran into Isabella. She stood there with her hands on her hips, glaring at me. I averted my gaze, completely ignoring her. Just as I passed by, she called out my name.

I clench

ed my teeth in anger and turned to face her. "Is there a problem?" I frowned, and she let out a loud sigh.

"I've been waiting for you all day. Where have you been?" she asked.

I scoffed. "You don't deserve to know everything. I won't be telling you anything. You should go to bed and stop acting drunk."

I turned to walk away again, but she ran up to me and grabbed my arm.

"What is it?" I snapped furiously, yanking my arm away.

"Why do you hate me so much? Why?" she cried, hitting her chest with her palm.

"Stop causing a scene!" I warned. "Look how drunk you are. How much did you drink? Goodness, you reek of alcohol. It's better for you to go to your room and sleep."

"Did Vivian tell you, by the way?" she chuckled, covering her mouth.

My eyebrow raised in confusion. "I'd rather hear it from

 her than from you."

"And what if she decides not to tell you?" she scoffed.

"I'll understand if she wants to keep it a secret. If she wants to tell me, she will. I trust her," I replied, nodding my head.

Isabella smirked and shook her head. "Secret, huh? If it was a secret, would I know about it? Look here, she doesn't trust you. That's why she didn't tell you anything, got it!"

"That's none of your business. I have nothing more to say to you, Isabella. Goodnight," I said, turning around and continuing on my way.

I noticed she was still following me, and I stopped abruptly, then turned back to face her. My face was flushed with anger.

"What do you think you're doing, Isabella!" I yelled, my voice filled with frustration.

She chuckled and struggled to maintain her balance as she continued shaking.

"Oh, didn't I tell you?" she giggled, her eyes closing.

"Are you falling asleep?" I asked, widening my eyes. "You better stay awake because if you fall asleep here, I won't help you. I won't bother myself, I promise."