The Lycan Slave Mate novel Chapter 5

After almost 30 minutes, I was done bathing and as dressing up. While standing in front of the mirror as I combed my gold wavy hair downwards, I couldn't deny the fact that I was extremely cute. I mean, too hot and handsome, that it was frustrating to me.

I mean, all this is useless and does nothing more than make girls act crazy around me and drooling over me. I had to walk around with body guards to avoid any of them from coming close to me. I got this almond-shaped sea rover-blue eyes and bristly eyebrows with hawkish nose and defined cheekbones with a concrete jaw giving me a perfect handsome face.

I hissed and flung the comb away and that revealed my muscular arms and Titan’s shoulders through the short sleeve shirt I was putting on. Not even my broad chest and six packs could be hidden by the red shirt.

Everyone kept telling me how flawless I was from head to toe with their cheesy smiles and eyes full of admiration. If only they knew how much I wish not to hear all that.

Gosh! I don't need all those compliments at all from anyone.

With a hopeless shrug, I walked out of the room, shutting the door angrily as if it was the cause of my entire problem.

My hands were both dipped inside my black trousers pockets while I took a step at a time, keeping a straight face. Smiling was like the most stupid thing to do. Why should I ever smile when there is nothing to smile about in my life?

The maids cleaning the hallways all paused for a moment to focus on me as I walked past them. I had to keep my eyes away from their faces to avoid seeing what might make me fire them all.

Finally, after walking reluctantly like a snail, I got to the palace, located at the last floor of the Royal mansion. The door was opened for me by one of the guards, and just as expected, my father had a visitor.

I knew they were really discussing something serious as I could sense how tense the environment was. It was like there was a looming danger that needed to be erased immediately. Their faces were far from smiling, but my presence changed it all.

They all turned to me and were grinning and staring in same admiration as always.

"Wow..."

"Is he a human being?"

"What a very cute son you have got."

"I can't believe someone can be this perfect."

Those were their compliments, coming from every corners, Including my parents who had been seeing all the days of their lives. I don't get why they join the visitors in spilling those praises.

The frown I got in my face deepened more with a deep growl rumbling inside my chest as my eyes sighted the only young girl who was sitting right there beside the so-called visitor, waving and smiling cheesily at me.

She was absolutely the reason I was being forced by my father to come here.

I rested my gaze on her make-up-face for some minutes, as my heart boiled in anger. She has an oval face, heart-shaped lips, a pointed nose, and dimples with her blonde hair permed and flowing freely down to her back, but I can't still see any reason to like her.

Her golden gown clung around her body and stopped over her laps looking sophisticated and expensive. Even her cleavage and nipples were quite visible due to the top part of the gown being transparent. She must have taken all day to primp and prepare herself to meet me, but yet, nothing about her appeared attractive to me.

Why can't my parents surprise me one day by not allowing all these girls who accompany every visitor that comes to see him? They seemed to still have high hopes for me. Why the hell should he ever think I still have a heart to love? That soft heart is long gone.

The girl's lust-filled eyes were all over me now, shimmering with emotions. She was even blinking her eyes in what seemed like seductively, maybe for her, and that couldn't just stop pissing me off, especially when she began to primp and blush. Maybe because my stare had lingered on her, she then had a bit of hope in herself.

Yuck!

I rolled my eyes and kept a straight face forward, regretting why I had looked at her in the first place.

I stepped forward and bowed to my father, who was smiling like he had won some lottery. My mother wasn't exceptional; she was also giving me one crazy wink that I can't just comprehend.

Ignoring them all, I sat in my position beside my father, making sure I didn't repeat the same mistake of looking at the new girl my parents had allowed in alongside the visitor who looked like an alpha with his attire and aura.