Lycan king's substitute breeder

Chapter sixty six

Vivian

I was in my room when a sudden wave of nausea hit me. I ran to the bathroom, where I vomited in the sink. After I was done, I flushed the sink and washed my face with cold water.

As I walked slowly back to my room, I felt winded and weak. "What's wrong with me?" I whispered to myself, my eyes heavy with fatigue.

Then I remembered that the next day, I would be having sex with the Lycan King, Oregon. I felt a sudden wave of despair wash over me.

"How am I supposed to have sex in this state?" I kept whispering, as I ran my fingers through my hair. I felt so lost and uncertain.

As I lay on my bed, I remembered that I had promised to sleep with him the next day. I felt a sense of dread settle over me, my mood souring as I gazed at the ceiling.

I was lost in thought when I heard a knock at the door. With a sigh, I forced a smile onto my face, assuming it was Oregon. Propping myself up on my elbows, I called out, "Come in!"

To my surprise, it was the maidservant who opened the door, not Oregon.

"Oh," I whispered, sinking back down onto the bed. "What is it?" I asked quietly.

"Queen Laura has asked you to come to her room," the maidservant replied.

"Did she give any indication of why?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No, she did not," the maidservant replied.

"Alright, I'll be on my way," I said, getting up from the bed and heading for the door.

As the maidservant left the room, my thoughts raced. I wondered what Queen Laura could possibly want to see me about. I could only hope that there wasn't a problem and that she didn't want to cause any trouble.

After a while, I summoned the strength to get out of bed. I dragged my feet to Queen Laura's room and knocked on the door.

"Come in," Queen Laura called out, and I pushed open the door. Inside, I saw Queen Laura and Isabella sitting on the sofa next to each other, their expressions grim.

After studying their faces, I took a deep breath. "Can I sit?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Of course," Queen Laura said, gesturing to the empty chair across from them.

I sat down slowly, my legs shaking. I looked at Isabella, whose face was twisted into a scowl.

"Are you feeling unwell?" she asked, her eyes darting across my face.

"No," I replied, looking straight ahead and avoiding her gaze.

"You look a bit sick though," she said, raising an eyebrow. "Your skin is so pale and your expression is so... distressed." She wrinkled her nose. "You're even sweating.

"I'm not sick!" I snapped, my voice harsh.

Isabella flinched, her eyes widening. "Whoa, take it easy there," she said, raising her hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Isabella, are you okay?" Queen Laura asked, glancing at her with a worried expression.

"I'm fine, I just got a little startled," Isabella said, taking a deep breath to calm herself. Queen Laura's eyes snapped back to me, her expression hard and cold.

"Hey, you scared her!" Queen Laura snapped at me, scowling.

"She wouldn't leave me alone," I protested, my voice tight with anger. Then I stood up, my hands shaking at my sides. "Well, since you don't have anything important to tell me, I should probably leave."

I turned to the door, my heart pounding in my chest. As I reached for the handle, Isabella spoke up. "Queen Laura found you a trainer."

I swallowed hard as I turned to them. Isabella's lips were curved in a sly smirk, and she had her arms folded across her chest. Queen Laura nodded at me, her face inscrutable.

"You told her about what we talked about?" I asked Isabella, my voice shaking with anger.

"Is that supposed to be private? I mean, it's not like it's anything special or confidential," Queen Laura replied, shrugging.

"You sent her outside that day for a reason," I said, my voice tight with anger.

"And I regret sending her out," Queen Laura said, a note of regret in her voice. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

I scoffed and shook my head, turning to leave. "Alright, then. Have a great time."

I reached for the door handle, but before I could turn it, Queen Laura spoke up again. "Should I just send the trainer away?"

Isabella leaned forward, a glimmer of mischief in her eyes. "It's quite a shame, though. We found the perfect trainer after our hard work."

I sighed deeply and turned to look at them. "You both found him?" I asked, my voice thick with disbelief.

Isabella giggled. "We did a great job, right?"

I scoffed and turned to Queen Laura, my tone incredulous. "You actually let her help you look for him?"

Queen Laura huffed, her cheeks reddening. "Do you expect an old lady like myself to keep running around all by myself when I have a young and strong woman staying with me? Isabella was just helping. And listen here, young lady, I won't tolerate your unnecessary anger and shouting." She said pointing her index finger to my face.

I felt dizzy, and my surroundings seemed to blur around me. I shook my head, trying to clear my vision.

"You know what, let's talk about this later," I said, pushing the door open. I didn't even bother to close it behind me as I left.

My legs were trembling as I walked down the hallway to the elevator. I just wanted to get to my room and lie down. Everything was spinning around me and I felt completely overwhelmed.

"Ugh, I feel so sick," I groaned, reaching a hand to my throbbing forehead. My vision was starting to blur, and everything was spinning around me.

I finally reached my room and pushed open the door. I took one step inside, and everything went black. The last thing I heard was a faint thud, like something had dropped to the floor. Then, nothing.