Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242: 242-Spreading My Legs For My Mate

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His head dropped lifelessly to the ground.

I sucked in a deep breath.

My legs gave out beneath me, and I collapsed onto the forest floor, wrapping my arms around myself.

The cold prickled against my exposed, scratched skin.

The Fox King’s fan had partially broken under the force he’d applied.

Its sharp edge was covered in Roman’s blood.

I expected everything to blur and for me to pass out.

That was usually how things went.

I would pass out, fall into a deep slumber, then wake up to find things different.

I never really stuck around for the cleaning part, so I expected the same thing to happen.

However, for the first time, weirdly enough, my body refused to give out.

I stood there with my jacket almost completely torn off.

The branches had ripped it apart, leaving just one sleeve.

My legs were completely bare, probably with my panties showing, as I tried to look up at the dead lycan.

So I closed my eyes for a moment, thinking maybe that would work.

Maybe when I opened them, the fox king would be gone along with the dead body, and I would just have to call a cab or maybe walk back to the border, however that worked.

Instead, I felt a gentle breeze touch my face and sensed someone’s presence right in front of me. I still didn’t open my eyes.

Then I felt a very light, soft touch against my lips.

I opened my eyes and saw the fox king on his knees in front of me, hunched over, gently touching my lips with his gloved fingers.

They seemed so soft. I had thought they would be very hard.

Or was it him?

He knew how to use everything about himself to his advantage in the moment.

I watched him up close, and his eyes were still the same, completely white with a single black slit in the center.

This time, I did more than just let him lead. I held his hand.

He looked down at where our hands touched, then back up at me.

He leaned closer and wrapped one arm around me, sliding the other beneath my thighs before lifting me into his arms.

The minute I felt his body against mine, I realized it hadn’t been him hypnotizing me last time.

It had been my body relaxing around him after all the stress of constantly being on alert.

Somehow, my body knew when it was safe to relax, and that was in the arms of my mate.

"I don’t wanna pass out," I whispered as he carried me to under a tree, far away from the lycan and its dead body.

He put me down, then knelt with one knee raised. He gently ran two fingers along my cheek and down to my neck.

He didn’t speak much, but his affection showed in the way he touched me.

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