Lyceon - The dark lord

"Carefully, Allison." Bonnie softly said as Allison winced when she was taking her to the bed. Bonnie helped her take a good shower and helped her clean her well. She was all messed up when Bonnie saw her.

"We all were so worried about you and princess. Thank goddess you are fine. King turned all insane hearing about the news when those demons attacked the place." Bonnie murmured, putting her on the bed. She has developed this tiny friendship with Allison since they made breakfast together. Allison was happy that at least she was making good friends here who feel empathy for her.

"Thanks Bonnie. I feel better than before." Allison replied. Bonnie made her vegetable soup and helped her to eat.

"Why are you not healing?" Bonnie asked, confused. Allison looked up at her and glanced at the wounds on her hands and on the other spots on her back on the body where she couldn't look. She got small to deep cuts everywhere where her skin was on display.

"A healer can heal others but not herself. My energies and powers work on others but I may need another healer to heal me. Don't worry, I will recover in a few days." Allison smiled.

"That's not fair. I guess Being a healer sucks!" Bonnie blurted incredulously before she could control her tongue. Allison chuckled.

"No. It's not. Instead I feel blessed to help others, healing their wounds and inner deficiencies. Being a healer is a godsend blessing which only we healers can understand." Allison smiled. Bonnie looked at her with a strange expression. Then a small smile played on her face.

"There are rarely any healers around, not that we need one but I wish I could help you in some way." Bonnie squeezed her hand with a sorry smile.

"You already did, Bonnie. You have been helping me since I came here. It's enough really."

"You shouldn't have worn that dress which caused deep cuts on your skin directly..." Bonnie sighed. Allison kept silent.

"Blame me for this." They heard the voice and turned to see at the source. Ashina walked into her room. Bonnie abruptly stood back and bowed. Ashina beckoned her to leave.

"How are you doing?" Ashina asked Allison after Bonnie left the room.

"I guess, I'm fine." Allison shrugged her shoulders. Allison could see the tint of guilt in Ashina's eyes. The badass princess was nervous.

"I apologise for everything Ali, I shouldn't have taken you there and that dress..."

"It was not your fault Ashina. You saved me from those monsters and I knew you were just trying to lift my mood by taking me there." Allison assured her. Ashina stared at the human girl who was almost a decade younger than her and she was intrigued by her serenity. If someone was there in her place, they would have definitely gone nuts having the experience of that disastrous fight.

Ashina leaned forward looking at her injured forehead.

"I can help you with this!" Ashina proposed but winced silently at her own words.

Its yucky!

Her wolf shook her head at her giving her 'are you sure' look.

"How?" Allison enquired. It would be great if she could help her so that she could sleep well tonight while laying on her back.

Ashina seemed reluctant but before she could open her mouth her grumpy brother mind linked her.

"Get out of there, Ashi." He ordered her and by his scent she knew He was near the room. She rolled her eyes.

Eager Him!

She then twisted her lips and a smirk greeted her lips before she hummed in delight.

"Actually...." She stood up.

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"... not me but someone who is fit for this job. Goodnight sweetie." Saying this, she stalked out of the room.

What a weird girl! Allison sighed in disappointment. Now she had to sleep in her loose nightie uncomfortably on her either side. She couldn't just wait for 'someone' to come and help out of the blue.

Not after a minute her door opened again and Lyceon walked inside before locking it. Allison sat straight seeing him.

Not again!

She wet her lips and lowered her gaze before grabbing the duvet to cover her upper body. Bonnie had made her wear a white satin nightie with thin stripes. His powerful and intimidating presence always shakes her with weird sensations. She felt stripped under his intense gaze.

Lyceon sat beside her and inspected her forehead.

"Did you eat?" He asked to which she nodded silently. Her mind recalled the scene in the club when He glued her to his body as his life depended on her. His flames of rage instantly vanished after touching her. The questions were on the tip of her tongue. He was confusing her.

Her chain of thoughts was broken by his feather-like touch on her fingers. He held her hand carefully and caressed each of her fingers in his big calloused hand. She couldn't even imagine this headstrong man can even touch anyone softly. "Do you want me to heal them?" He asked, looking at her. Finally she looked at him into his black orbs waiting for her sweet voice to emit. Do these lycans have special powers to heal?

She wondered. She contemplated asking for his help but her mind told her not to do so. She didn't need to remember what He did to her and her family. "Angel.." He grabbed her attention.

"I... they are minors. It's alright." She tried to smile but failed miserably. Lyceon analysed her expressions for a while.

"They are not. You have many on your back. You won't be able to sleep so Let me help you." Allison couldn't answer him. Because He was right that she won't be able to sleep. He knows!

Before she could answer him randomly Lyceon grabbed her hand and licked her fingers without any second thought. Allison's mind burst out feeling his hot tongue touching her small wounds and instantly her wounds filled and disappeared like they were never there.

Her lungs constricted as blood rushed to her cheeks. Her heart was rapidly beating like it had run a marathon. She had to palmed her chest with mouth gaped at him. Her whole body turned so hot suddenly in the cold night. Why was she feeling like this?

"Wh...what in the tarnation!"

Lyceon arched his perfect brow at her exclamation. Her innocent glowing face and lips were just inviting him to kiss the hell out of her. This little human girl was a walking temptation to him.

He was amused by her choice of words and gave her a lopsided smile.

"Just like that!" He cupped her nape and before she could blink, He licked her neck where He spotted another cut. His tongue lingered there when He felt her fluttering under his hold. He sucked the soft spot before kissing her skin. He felt like a moth drawn to deadly flame. Now He had tasted her skin, the special spot. He couldn't wait to taste her more. His lycan was surfacing to claim the girl right there. The heat was surging in every vein of his body and his hands itched to rip that single piece of cloth on her body to devour her and...

"Can you please...move back." Allison's soft voice hit his mind and He pulled back unwantedly. She was becoming short of breath. Seeing her lost Features, He held her in his warm embrace letting her know that He was there to comfort her. "Can you please..."

"No." His voice was stern. Allison clamped her mouth shut. Somehow, she understood that the more she would resist him, the more He would advance at her. But no way in hell, she would let him heal her wounds further.