Chapter 13 – Offered to the Lycan King Novel by Misha K (River & Hunter)

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Hunter said, “You are very tired and it is rough terrain. I will carry you.”

Her lips parted in a surprise exhale when he cupped her bottom and put her on his strong bulging forearm.

Hunter pulled her back so that she was now settled in the ***of his elbow and his other arms curled her waist to stop her from falling. She felt his hand right below her breasts.

As his Beta, Elijah and gamma Asher watched him with complete surprise.

River asked, “What are you doing?”

Very nonchalantly, Hunter said, “You have very short legs and I am walking fast. With those short legs you won’t be able to run as fast as we can. I think your bridal gown is also hampering your movement. Moreover, I can feel how cold you are feeling. He adjusted her in his grip as she looked up at him with wide eyes. “Because we have to reach as fast as possible, I will have to carry you all the way to the Veil.”

River bit her lip as her cheeks heated up till her ears. Her heart started beating fast at the familiar tingles she felt all over her body. She held onto his arm as her fingers dug deeply in his flesh. “I am heavy,” she countered sheepishly.

He gave her a bemused look. “No, you aren’t. You feel… feather-light to me.”

Despite her anticipation, butterflies stir in her stomach. She hesitated a little, so he added, “You are… light.”

She didn’t know whether to take that as a compliment or a comment. When she was firmly settled, he started to walk. “Thank you,” she said softly.

“You are pretty fragile. I want you safe by the time we reach the Veil.”

There was very little space between their bodies. River was highly aware of the two men who were walking behind them and so she sat straight and was desperately trying her best to ignore the feeling of Hunter’s arms around her waist and beneath her buttocks, but the Lycans were walking very fast. Her stiff position became very painful. So with every passing minute, she ended up being closer to Hunter’s torso, and ultimately her back was pressed against his chest.

This close, she could feel his warm breath against her cheek. His body was warm against hers. Her eyes became hooded when the warmth of his chest seeped into her skin where his body touched her.

River never expected anyone to be this kind to her. And Alpha Hunter was known to be merciless and ruthless. So she kind of expected a very harsh treatment. She thought that he may look intimidating, but at least he was considerate and… had a sinful voice. Gruff, rough, dark with an unusual warmth. And then the way he smelled. It was intoxicating. Even now she could smell the cedar and mist aroma from him.

Her thoughts ran to whether she would be brutally treated in the Veil. She couldn’t forget her main purpose of going there. He was taking her as his breeder.

What Lena said about the Lycans made her restless. Terrifying thoughts crossed her mind. But then why was she feeling positivity? And why was Alpha Hunter being so… nice? She wasn’t used to such care.

At the same time, although she was very angry at the fact that she couldn’t escape, she decided to stay level-headed. She was surely going to find a way to escape.

The landscape around her was passing swiftly and she knew how fast they were all walking or running. It was making her. slightly dizzy.

“How far is the Veil?” she asked. Her hand went to his upper arm and through his shirt, she realized that he was wearing a band just above his bicep

“At this speed, it will take at least four hours,” Hunter replied. As if understanding her predicament, he added, “We are going to run. I will keep you safe, but you will have to trust me.”

Did she have a choice? “Will you carry me all the way?” she asked, tilting her head. Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders onto her breasts.

“Yes, I will, River” he breathed, watching her flame red hair, tinting darker in the moonlight. Her hair was flying in an unruly manner. He imagined his hands raking through them and playing with them. She turned her gaze away and his jaw clenched as he stopped an urge to make her head turn back to him. He was becoming increasingly fascinated by her. There was a battle raging inside him and he was trying his best to tamper it down. His beast was

River swallowed. The way he rumbled her name, made her melt. Ever since she had met him, there was an aura about him that was staggering to her. She was struggling to keep her mind clear. She didn’t know much about male sensuality, but if there was any, this Lycan had it all For the whole world.

Even Hector was nowhere close to him and he was her destinated mate. Who betrayed her. The thought brought back a flood of ****memories and bile coated the back of her throat. Hector knew that she was his mate because he was a few months older than her. And he kept quiet. River fought with another wave of ***that gushed through her. “Why

Moon Goddess, why me?’ she thought. ‘Why would you give me a mate like that ****? Why couldn’t you give me a mate like… Hunter?’

River shook her head. Hunter? He was going to use her as his breeder. Gods above! She didn’t like the concept. He was going to use her and throw.

“Is everything fine?” his deep voice rumbled from behind as he tucked her closer.

“Y-yes! I am fine,” she stuttered. Somehow, it was difficult to judge the man who was carrying her to the Veil. She was so conflicted. So she ***her mind and focused on the journey ahead.

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