The Lycan King novel Chapter 6

"A slave is not supposed to speak unless spoken to, Master." She said softly, looking away from my eyes. My jaw clenched at her reply. She was not a fucking slave!

"You will not refer to yourself as a slave Avalyn!" I said, my control slipping.

"You are precious little one, you will never undermine yourself like that again. And you can speak whenever you want to. No one is going to say or do anything to you for that." I told her, sitting on the bed and pulling her in my lap.

"Thank you Master." She smiled. She has dimples in her cheeks, she is so beautiful. How could have I missed it?

"Can I ask you something?" She asked.

"You just did." I chuckled and she blushed. "But ask anything." I told her.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"Silverwitch Bay. We are going home, Krosha." I kissed her cheek.

"And what does Kroshka mean?" She asked, finally turning her head to look at me.

"It means 'Little one' in Russian." I smiled at her, staring in her chocolate brown eyes.

"Come in." I called out when I heard a knock.

The air hostess came in with a trolley and put the plates on on the convertible desk besides the bed.

"Is there anything else you need?" She asked us. Shaking my head at her, I turned to Ava again.

I took her plate and began feeding her. There was a look of utmost devotion in her eyes at that moment. Life was ironic, I had bought her as my slave and now I was becoming her's.

"You have not eaten anything, Master." She whispered and took the other plate in her hand, bringing a piece in front of my mouth. I opened my mouth a bit wider and instead of having just the cranberry from her fingers, I bit her fingers softly too, sucking at him, my eyes trained on hers all the while.

"So tasty." I moaned, smirked and winked at her. She giggled at that. She giggled! Fuck yes! I made her laugh! I wanted to pump my hand in the air and celebrate my victory. But I stilled and stared at her while she giggled to take in her pure beauty. Her eyes sparkled and the corners crinkled. Cute dimples dug the middle of her cheeks, making her look like an angel. Her lips turned a shade darker and her nose turned up slightly. Goddess, she's beautiful! I made it my life's mission to make her laugh.

Her giggling voice is my favourite sound now.

"You have a beautiful laugh." I said brushing her lock behind her ear.

She stopped laughing and froze.

"Thank you." She finally breathed and relaxed.

"Go to sleep." I told her after we were done eating. We still had four hours to spend here and I wanted her to rest, she did not have enough sleep during the night. She nodded and lied down, falling asleep quickly.

I left her there and joined my men outside again.

"You finally met your mate!" Mikhail clapped my back, smiling.

"She is not my mate." I muttered slowly but they heard me and stilled.

"What?" Mikhail asked.

I shot him a glare. "Exactly what I said."

"Then how the hell are you already so whipped?" Mikhail asked annoyingly.