Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 364: The Uncommon Scent

Instantly, Ronan’s room turned quiet.

"Aren’t you lonely in this quiet room?" Arielle asked.

Ronan shook his head and wrapped his arms around the girl’s waist to draw her closer to him. "I feel more lonely if you don’t hug me now."

Arielle gave what the man asked for. A tight hug from the girl made him smile. She had covered her face with a mask cloth again. As their skin touched, Arielle could feel Ronan’s body temperature slowly rising again.

They hugged each other for a long time, Arielle felt Ronan starting to sweat.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to call a priest to lower your temperature again?"

Ronan shook his head. "Hmm. I’m fine. Your body... it’s refreshing."

"Is that true? You don’t feel hot? Your body is sweating."

Ronan shook his head once more. "Not. I’m telling the truth."

Arielle patted his shoulder gently. "Then, go to sleep. I will stay beside you."

"Hm-hm. I’m trying."

Ronan’s breath was hot against her neck. Arielle could see beads of sweat falling down his forehead. She wiped it with the tip of her dress.

The longer they hugged, the more Ronan sweat, soaking the front and the back of his shirt. Arielle let go of her embrace, but she frowned, feeling strange because the man’s body temperature dropped again.

(Was... my power able to absorb the heat as well?) she thought.

Arielle got up, making Ronan open his eyes again.

"What’s wrong?"

"You’re sweating. Let’s change your clothes."

Ronan didn’t know what to do. He just sat on his bed with a half sleepy face and messy hair. When he started to find comfort and thought he could fall asleep in Arielle’s arms, she asked him to change clothes.

Arielle disappeared behind the dressing room, looking for a tunic that was looser for Ronan to wear. However, when she wanted to take the tunic from the top of the row of clothes, her eyes were fixed on something, then her face blushed.

Arielle bit her lip, then ran out of the room. A red sexy lingerie was neatly folded among the pile of men’s clothes. Arielle suddenly remembered the man’s birthday night.

And what made her heart beat even faster... because after so long, Arielle finally remembered the promise she made with Ronan. How could she forget it?

(Is that the promise Ronan has been asking for?) Arielle asked in her heart.

Ronan looked at Arielle who came back with a red face. The man arched an eyebrow. He watched the girl’s movements closely.

"You didn’t catch my fever, did you?" Ronan asked suspiciously at seeing Arielle’s blushing face.

Arielle hurriedly put her cloth mask back on and shook her head.

"N-no! I was just... in a bit of a rush," she replied casually.

Arielle didn’t know why she was blushing like this. She and Ronan had done it many times, but why did the sight of the women’s red lingerie make her this nervous? Was it because she had promised something so embarrassing? Or because she forgot her own promise?

Arielle helped Ronan unbutton his black shirt, which was wet with sweat on the chest and back. She grabbed another cloth that Lucas had brought and started to wipe the man’s body. Starting from the forehead, neck, chest, stomach, and back.

Ronan refrained from attacking the girl. Their closeness tortured him. He couldn’t take his eyes off the girl’s breasts in front of his face.

"Arielle, are you trying to seduce a sick man?" Ronan asked while putting his hand inside Arielle’s dress to touch the girl’s thigh.

Arielle shook her head, then she forced the man’s hand back out. "Ronan, I am just cleaning your body."

"Hm... I hope I am not sick right now."

Ronan frowned as Arielle came closer. A sweet scent wafted from the girl’s body, and his body felt hotter and hotter.

"Arielle, did you change your perfume?"

"Perfume? No, I used the same perfume as usual."

As usual? Ronan shook his head. He smelled a different scent from her. A sweet and intoxicating scent that made Ronan want to... eat the girl.

Ronan didn’t know what happened to him because the next second, he pulled Arielle’s body and pinned Arielle’s body under him.

"Ro-Ronan? What happened?" Arielle asked, panicked.

Ronan gasped slightly. He buried his face in the crook of the girl’s neck to find the source of the intoxicating scent. However, it wasn’t enough, so he kissed Arielle’s body. His tongue stuck out to lick her neck.

"Your scent... is different. It’s strangely sweet..."

"You’re sick, Ronan. This is not the time for us to do it," Arielle said, trying to push Ronan’s body away.

Ronan opened his mouth wide, then his upper and lower fangs slowly came out and his red eyes gleamed.

A knock on the door made Ronan stop his movements. So did Arielle, who tried to push Ronan’s body away. She didn’t know what had happened to the man. Could it be because they were on the man’s bed and it reminded Ronan of her forgotten promise?

Ronan blinked his eyes, confused by what had happened to him just now. The scent disappeared in an instant, leaving behind Arielle’s usual body scent and perfume.

Ronan was disoriented. He didn’t even realize that Arielle had escaped from his captivity.

Arielle removed the cloth mask that covered her mouth and nose. Then, Arielle gave Ronan the last hug while whispering, "Sorry I forgot about our promise. I will fulfill it later."

Ronan sat on his bed in a disoriented state. He couldn’t hear Arielle’s words just now. Even when Arielle kissed his forehead, the man didn’t respond. He was too confused about what had happened to him. Arielle’s scent was very different. Ronan almost went out of control in a strange way.

Arielle went to the door and found Lucas, who called her to meet Aimee. After Arielle left, William appeared to replace Arielle to guard the king.

"Why are you silent like that? Did the princess refuse to sleep with you?"

Ronan didn’t answer William’s question, and he went back to sleep.