Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 424: Aimee Coming With Tears

Arielle also knew about mate thing, but Otis said her body could not accept the procession yet. They had to wait. Ronan was moving too fast. The man explained everything he knew about the marking process and said that he wanted to do it immediately so that their bond would be even more perfect.

"Ronan, can we take it slow?"

Ronan frowned.

"I mean, we can do it after we get married, right? This is too fast for me. About the mate bond... marking... I haven’t been able to grasp everything well."

Ronan grabbed Arielle’s body and kissed her neck line up to her shoulder. The girl’s scent became very intoxicating, and he was starting to have a hard on down there.

"Ronan please..."

Arielle started to moan when Ronan touched her in a more aggressive manner. The soft kiss turned into a French kiss. He licked and bit Arielle’s shoulder, making her press her body against Ronan’s body.

Arielle’s body slowly began to feel hot from Ronan’s constant touch. Her breath hitched as Ronan pulled his face away from her neck.

"I came here because I wanted to perfect our bond, love."

"I know. Bu we can do it after we get married," Arielle replied breathlessly.

"Are you sure you don’t want to do it now? I can do it right away if you get wet down there."

"Ronan..."

Arielle gripped Ronan’s shirt very tightly as the man touched her core.

"To be honest, I really want it, Arielle. A day without your touch is excruciating."

Ronan lifted Arielle’s body back onto the bed. He pulled the girl’s legs open wide and positioned his body against Arielle’s thighs.

"Arielle? Can I just ask for your kindness tonight?"

"Ronan..."

Ronan bit Arielle’s neck lightly, planting a red mark. That was not a real marking process. He needed Arielle’s approval to do it.

His hand slipped back down, causing the girl to arch her back up. It felt like Ronan hadn’t touched her like this in a long time, and Arielle had a hard time resisting it. Seeing the girl’s chest that pushed up high, Ronan took the opportunity to bite the tip of Arielle’s breast gently from the outside, leaving a wet mark on Arielle’s evening dress.

Ronan was about to unbutton his pants, but a knock on the door stopped everything, and Arielle gently pushed Ronan aside.

"Damn it, who dares ruin my mood tonight?"

***

Arielle was surprised to find Aimee coming while crying in front of her bedroom door. She rushed to grab the outer clothes and took Aimee to another room because Ronan was still in his room.

Ronan, who was left alone, could only pout while wondering the reason Aimee was crying like that. Was it because of Lazarus again? However, Arielle said that the relationship between the two had gotten better. Ronan did feel sorry for Aimee, but he felt more sorry for himself right now.

His lower body needed a release, and it looked like Arielle would be back for quite some time. Ronan tried to calm himself down to put his little brother down there to sleep again. While daydreaming, he held his teeth that no longer had fangs. Truly, the urge to mark Arielle was strong and real.

In her personal library, Arielle put a blanket over Aimee’s trembling body. She also added more firewood to warm the room.

"Aimee? What happened?" Arielle asked worriedly.

"Lazarus..."

"Lazarus? What’s wrong with Lazarus? Did he do something to you again?"

Aimee nodded, causing Arielle to bite her lower lip in guilt. Even though she had trusted Lazarus to take care of Aimee. What did Lazarus do again to make Aimee cry like this?

Aimee had a hard time answering because she was still crying loudly. Arielle could only wait patiently while examining Aimee’s face or body. She was afraid that there was a wound on the girl’s body.

Thankfully, there were no scars or bruises, showing no sign of violence. It looked like Aimee wasn’t physically hurt.

Aimee’s cries started to subside.

"Your Highness... what should I do??" Aimee asked in a panicked tone.

"What’s wrong, Aimee?" asked Arielle, who was worried about Aimee’s condition.

"Lazarus..."

"What’s with Lazarus? What did he do to you?"

Aimee shook her head. Not what Lazarus had done to her, but what Aimee had done to Lazarus. She bit her finger in fear.

"I.. I..."

"YES.???" Arielle asked patiently.

"I... I knocked Lazarus unconscious!"

"Huh!?"

Arielle blinked, trying to grasp Aimee’s words. She didn’t hear wrong, did she? Aimee beat Lazarus until the man passed out?

"Why, Aimee? What has Lazarus done this time that you hit him?" Arielle asked again. She needed a more detailed explanation about Aimee’s answer.

"I... I kissed Lazarus," Aimee replied while crying loudly again.

"You mean Lazarus forced a kiss on you?"

Aimee shook her head. "

No, Your Highness. I kissed him!" Aimee replied in a panic.

Arielle needed more time to connect with Aimee’s confusing answers one by one. First, Aimee kissed Lazarus and not Lazarus, who kissed Aimee. Then, second, Aimee hit Lazarus until the man passed out?

Shouldn’t Lazarus force a kiss on Aimee and as a form of self-defense, Aimee beat Lazarus until he fainted?? Then, how could it be the other way around?

"And where is Lazarus now? Is he okay?"

"So... because I panicked, I left him outside alone, and probably he has been piled up by snow right now."

"Oh my gosh, Aimee! We must help him right away!"

Arielle rushed back to her room, and she was grateful to still find Ronan lying on top of her bed. The man had taken off his tunic.

"Ronan, help me! Lazarus fainted outside!"

"Huh? What are you saying?" asked Ronan, who was confused because Arielle suddenly came back in a panic and said that Lazarus had fainted?

Arielle took the man’s tunic and grabbed Ronan’s hands to stand up quickly. She also urged him to put the tunic on. "I’ll explain later. Now, hurry up and help Lazarus first!"

"Okay-okay, you wear thicker clothes too, so you don’t get cold."

Ronan adjusted his pants and tunic, then grabbed the coat, which he put on the chair. Aimee had been waiting outside the room while biting her thumb. The girl was no longer crying, but her legs moved restlessly on the spot.

"What happened, Aimee?" asked Ronan, who was confused by this situation.

Before Aimee could answer, Arielle came back with thicker clothes. She asked Aimee to show her where the girl had left Lazarus alone. Ronan followed quickly behind Arielle.

They arrived in front of the Whitethorn Palace yard. Aimee took Arielle to the bushes. Arielle gasped when she saw Lazarus, who was almost covered by the snow. She looked around and couldn’t find the guard there. So maybe no one saw it.

Ronan crouched in front of Lazarus and brushed off the pile of snow from the man’s body.

"What have you done, Aimee?" Ronan asked, almost laughing loudly.

He did feel bad for Lazarus but this was too funny. Ronan shut his mouth tightly when he felt Arielle presence. He know she would get mad if h=she knew, he almost laughed at the pathetic Lazarus.

"I beat him up," answered Aimee with a trembling voice.

"Huh? How could that be?"