Page 121 of A Mysterious Slave for the Lycan Prince

“What do you mean?” she stutters, flushing a bit.

“The fact that I sounded angry,” I grin. “I need to remember that.”

“You’re imagining things,” she mutters.

I smirk, deciding to let her off the hook for now, but I’ll certainly get back to this conversation at a later point. Once we reach our destination, she lets go of my hand and runs a few steps ahead. It’s a beautiful meadow in the forest, pretty close to the pack house, but no one is around at this time of the day. It will give us the privacy we need. “This is so beautiful,” she exclaims.

“Tomorrow, I’ll show you more places,” I promise. “In daylight.”

I start stripping off my clothes. Freya turns to look at me, her eyes widening when she sees me undress. She keeps looking at me until I’ve removed all my clothes. Shit, having her stare at me like that is so hot. I can feel my erection stir again. But not now. I promised Max that he can meet his mate now, and he deserves to meet her.

“You already saw him once,” I explain. “So I don’t think I need to remind you that lycans are quite big. Also, he can talk to you in his wolf form because he is a royal lycan.” I smile. “Well, you’ll soon see.” I step back, allowing my wolf to take over, shifting into his massive form. Max has a beautiful brown coat, almost going into a reddish tone. The color of his fur spreads out evenly; only his paws are black.

Freya looks at us in awe. “You’re so beautiful, Max,” she whispers.

Max beams, his ears pointing upwards immediately. He approaches her swiftly and nuzzles his huge snout into her face, making Freya giggle slightly. “You are so tiny when I shift,” he exclaims. “I’ll call you Shorty from now on!”

She boops his nose, making him sneeze. “Don’t you dare!”

He shows her his silly lopsided wolf grin that looks creepy to everyone else before he continues poking her with his snout. Freya giggles and laughs. She is going to have drool all over her, but she obviously doesn’t mind. She wraps her arms around Max and snuggles against his big form. It’s so sweet, and my heart warms for my gentle lycan.

“Max,” she whispers. “Sereia wants to meet you so badly, but we can’t shift.”

“We can try to bring her forward, matey,” he says.

“How?”

“Allow me to link with her.”

Freya nods, closing her eyes while she keeps nestled against Max. Max and I, meanwhile, build the connection to her mind, the mate bond helping us. I’m not as good at this as my father or brother Liam, but since Freya is my mate, I’m positive I can reach her wolf. We need a while to probe in her mind, but eventually, there it is… the faint hint of a second presence, a black snout, and green eyes.

Sereia.

Freya has gone completely still in our arms. She seems to be spellbound. Something flashes in her eyes again. This time it’s not just a moment, though. Her eyes turn greener than they already are, a more intense shade of green.

Sereia,Max links her.

Sereia nods, indicating she has taken over Freya’s body now. Max very gingerly nuzzles her with his nose. She smiles a bit. Her presence is different to Freya’s… she seems quiet and dignified.I can’t stay long,she whispers in our mind.

It doesn’t matter,Max reassures her.We have an entire lifetime to get to know each other. For now, I’m so happy that I can meet you. Both of you, my beautiful mates.

She smiles and kisses the tip of his snout, making him swoon.

Then, as fast as it happened, it’s over, and Sereia has to retreat again. Freya stares at us wide-eyed, her eyes brimming with tears. She has cried a lot today, I think, with worry. I put too much strain on her.

“I saw her,” Freya whispers. “Sereia! I could see her in my mind.” She clings to Max’s neck now. “Oh Max, Finn, I was able to see her for the first time, to really see her. She is not just a voice in my head anymore.”

Max licks the tears off her face. “You taste salty like the ocean,” he muses. “And you’ve cried so much that it might fill a whole pond.”

My charming lycan.

Freya giggles. Fortunately, she doesn’t take his words to heart. In fact, she seems to find him endearing. “You’re so sweet, Max,” she says. “I’m so glad you and Finn are my mate.”

She sits down on the grass, and Max lays his head in her lap, sighing contently. She takes her time and slowly brushes over his fur, paying particular attention to his ears and neck.

Mate is fantastic,Max exclaims in my mind.She is better than hotdogs and spareribs.He analyzes.Almost as good as chicken wings.

Eventually, Max allows me to take over again, and I shift back into my human form. Freya hugs me when she sees me, not even paying attention to my nakedness. She peppers me with kisses. Goodness, does she not realize what she is doing to me right now? It takes all my willpower not to claim her on the spot. If it weren’t so cold outside… I would…

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