The Mighty She-wolf of King novel Chapter 37

Taking her brush, she placed toothpaste over the brush and began to brush her teeth. While doing so she ran her hands through her hair, I'm going to need a shower tonight, she thought. Once she was finished brushing her teeth, she spits out what was left, and came back up to find King leaning against the doorframe. Odd, I didn't hear him.

"Good morning, beautiful," he smiled almost wanting Blake to throw up after she just brushed her teeth.

"Did you forget the rules," she scolded, realizing that he was now fully dressed. "Eight o'clock to nine o'clock is my private bathroom time. There is a bathroom downstairs."

He completely ignores her as he walked over to the sink, took her toothbrush and started to brush his teeth. Blake's eyes grew too wide for her head as she watched him in disbelief with her mouth opened wide. This son of a bitch. She watches him brush and finish as well as watched him checking himself out while rubbing his knuckles against his jawline.

The King then turned to her, kissed her forehead and left her in shock, confused, and want to kill someone this her bare hands. He completely ignored her rule. No one has ever don't that except for Ross a few times but not without punishment.

Blake followed the King down the stairs and into the kitchen. Where Ross was already up and making coffee. "I thought you were at the Pack House," she asked.

Ross stiffed up before turning around from the stove, "I woke up early and came back home. Thought you would like something to eat and coffee is ready."

"I could have cooked for myself," she watched him closely, something was up.

Ross made a complete one-eighty, with eggs and bacon on two plates, "Yeah but you normally leave with just coffee in your belly and nothing else. If I don't cook, you don't eat."

"Not true," she complained making her way to the coffee pot to pour herself a cup. Blake turned to make her way to the table, where the King was waiting for her to join him. Ross placed the plates down on either side of the table as she sat down while glaring at his highness.

Ross took on look at his phone before saying, "I'm late for training. I'll see you later," he announced.

"Aren't you going to eat too?" she asked.

"I already ate," he yelled, sprinting out of the kitchen and out the front door.

"I think you do because, my little she-wolf, you are mine. I will have you. You will be my Queen. and I will make you the happiest woman in the world because you are my mate."

"Get the fuck out" she yelled slamming both her hands on the surface of the table, she chair now lying on its back. "Your nothing to me! Do you understand! There will never be an us! There will never be a future between us, do I make my self clear!"

Finishing his last bite, he got up out of his chair and walked over her," No you don't. You are my mate, and I love you." she was too shocked to say or do anything while he kissed her on the cheek just inches away from her lips. "I'll see you later, my little she-wolf."

Blake stood there frozen as the King left the room and out of the house. She didn't know how long she was in a trace for but when she was able to finally move she took her cup and throw it out of the room, followed by her plate.

The next thing that happened she was crying. She couldn't take it anymore. he said he loved her but she couldn't be with him. she just couldn't. she was dying and nothing was going to stop that. this wasn't any fairy tale where the prince kissed the princess and then they leave happily ever after. No, this was a story about a girl who was going to die and leave her mate behind. She couldn't give him anything and what hurt her most was what he told her and what she couldn't tell him.

Eric sat in the doctor's office waiting for the pack doctor to come out. After waiting for two hours the doctor finally came in. "I'm sorry about the wait for your highness. How may I help you?"