Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 545: Ronan Still In Doubt

"Then! Who was the red-haired man? Why did he take the dragon head in the hall?" he asked again.

"Ah... he is the leader of the dragon clan, Maxieno. The dragon in the hall is his brother you killed ten years ago, Xavier. The mate of the dragon named Xavier was pregnant and wanted to meet him again for the last time. It was her last wish..."

Arielle’s face became gloomy. "She didn’t mind it even if only Xavier’s head was left," she continued with a sad tone.

"But, why did he speak in such a haughty manner? I was almost offended when he looked down on me earlier," Lazarus continued.

"They are like that. Dragons are creatures that have a high ego and self-esteem. So, I hope all of you are not too offended by his attitude because it’s their nature," Arielle explained, making Lazarus click his tongue.

"Priest Elis, I will explain how my power works later. If it’s possible, can I meet Priest Louise? I want to apologize to him directly for troubling him."

"It’s all right, Your Highness! You don’t have to apologize! We are all really happy that you came back safely," Priest Elis replied with a smile.

Ronan still chose to keep his mouth shut. After hearing all of Arielle’s stories, they felt they had nothing to talk about anymore. So William took Kael, Lazarus, and Priest Elis out of the king’s office. It seemed they needed to give the princess some space to explain it again to Ronan.

After the door to Ronan’s room closed, Arielle turned to her husband. She touched his shoulder gently.

"Is this too sudden for you?" asked Arielle.

Ronan nodded. "I do not know what to do. I don’t know them..."

"They are your family. Your sister and father," Arielle replied.

"I know. It’s just... I never even met my sister other than when she was born into this world. It’s like accepting a stranger."

Arielle smiled. "At the very least, meet them first. You’ll understand how you feel later," she said, making Ronan sigh.

"Are you sure it’s really Irene and my father? You didn’t hear it wrong, Arielle?" Ronan asked again to make sure of the information.

"Yes. I know everything because your father told me about it. Ronan, I won’t lie to you about such a crucial matter."

Yes, Ronan knew that too. Arielle would not lie to him about something like this. However, it felt like there was still a high and thick wall that prevented him from believing that, and it was hard to break the wall. Maybe they were swindlers trying to trick Arielle.

"Then, when can I see them again?"

Arielle shrugged her shoulders. The key to enter Birwick had been taken by Maxieno, so she could only wait for the dragon to come. Maxieno would definitely come back because of their agreement.

"We can only wait until Maxieno returns," Arielle replied.

Ronan still looked full of doubts. His knitted brows showed that he still felt something was strange, but he didn’t know how to say it. Ronan could just say his doubts.

However, it would make Arielle sad, thinking that he didn’t trust the girl after all her effort in explaining the stories very thoroughly. Maybe if it was William or Lazarus who told him this, Ronan would turn a deaf ear to it.

Arielle held Ronan’s shoulder and massaged it gently. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Because of me, you can never rest properly. Now... rest well. I will take care of you. For the meeting with your father and sister, I’m sure Maxieno will come again in a few days," Arielle said, while smiling reassuringly.

Ronan held his wife’s very soft hand. He smiled briefly then looked up at her. Arielle kissed Ronan and took sip of his lips she had longed for.

"I miss you," Ronan said then pulled Arielle to sit on his lap.

"Me too. I really, really, really miss you," Arielle replied then cupped Ronan’s face again and planted a long kiss on her husband’s lips.

Ronan opened his mouth slightly to deepen their kiss. His hand went up to Arielle’s nape, caressing it gently. He slipped his tongue as his wife let out a small moan. Ronan then closed his eyes and continued to explore Arielle’s lips. He did it very gently, like how he kissed the girl for the first time .

Arielle also wrapped her arms around Ronan’s neck as the man pulled her body to get closer so that there was no space between them. Ronan trailed his fingers on Arielle’s chin lightly, asking her to open her mouth more often. He then slipped his tongue and gently teased his wife’s tongue.

After their tongues intertwined a few times, Arielle closed her mouth again and pushed Ronan away. Her breath hitched and her lips glistened with her husband’s saliva.

However, Ronan couldn’t stop. Even though Arielle tried to move away, he continued to lean in just to kiss her lips, cheeks, and neck. Ronan pulled down one side of Arielle’s dress. His lips trailed on her shoulder and then bit down her neck gently, giving a mark that Arielle was his mate.

"Ah...." Arielle inadvertently moaned because the area her husband had bitten was very sensitive to her.

Ronan gave many kisses along Arielle’s neckline while his hands slowly but surely took off every string in the girl’s corset. He then lifted Arielle’s body and placed her on his desk.

Ronan couldn’t wait anymore. He even threw away all the piles of papers and books on the desk. He wanted Arielle to lie on it.

"Ronan," Arielle called, holding her husband’s arm. Her grips on Ronan’s arm tightened because of the ticklish sensation of the beard and moustache on the man’s face against her feverish skin.

Both of her arms trapped Arielle on each side. He then looked into his wife’s eyes once again. So did Arielle. He glanced at Arielle’s short hair, which was now scattered on the desk. It was a very beautiful color. He really liked his wife’s long hair, but short hair also fitted her. Arielle looked fresher and younger.