Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 84

Vivian

I sprinted back to the training center, tears streaming down my face. I couldn't bear to be in my room anymore; it only reminded me of Oregon. All I wanted was to be alone, to release my anger and sadness through tears.

When I arrived at the training center, I found Damien sitting on the floor, eating noodles from a cup. He stopped slurping and looked up at me, surprise evident on his face.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly, standing up.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him, and sniffled loudly.

"That's not important right now," he replied, sighing deeply. "Tell me, why are you crying? What happened?"

I gulped and looked away. "It's nothing," I whispered.

"Oh, Vivian, please don't say that. Just tell me what happened. Even if I can't help you, I can at least offer some comfort," he said.

"It's Oregon," I said, my voice shaky as I started sobbing.

"King Oregon?" he asked, stepping closer to me.

"Yes," I nodded, my eyes widening.

"Tell me, what did he do?" he asked, softly.

"He hates me," I replied, sobbing so much that I started hiccuping.

Damien sighed and gently wiped the tears from my face. "I'm sure he doesn't hate you. There must be a reason."

I looked up at him, hope flickering in my eyes. "You think so too, right?"

"Huh?" he mumbled, looking confused.

"I also believe there's a reason behind his behavior, but he won't tell me anything. I'm so scared now," I said.

"Don't worry, I'll be here for you," he whispered, and I managed a small smile, though the tears continued to flow.

I couldn't stop crying, and he pulled me into a tight embrace. I was startled at first and tried to break free, but he held me firmly.

"Just give me a minute," he whispered. "Let me hold you like this."

"But we can't..." I whispered, still attempting to pull away.

"I'm just trying to console and comfort you. Nothing more. I want you to find solace, that's all," he said.

My mouth fell open as I started crying even harder. I couldn't resist hugging him back, burying my wet face in his chest.

After a few minutes, he released me, and I wiped my face with my hands. My nose was already running, and I kept sniffing.

"You should go to your room and rest. Look at how swollen and red your eyes are," he said softly, and I sighed.

"Thank you," I whispered, looking up at him.

"For what?" he asked, his twitching eyes looking at me.

"For consoling and comforting me. That's exactly what I needed, even if it went beyond a minute," I said, with a small smile.

"You're welcome," he said warmly, a smile on his face.

"You should go and finish your food before it gets cold and soggy," I said, pointing at the cup of noodles.

"Sure. Go ahead now, and make sure you eat, drink water, and take a bath before you sleep. I don't want you to cry anymore, alright?" he said.

"I won't cry," I said, attempting a smile.