Chapter 766 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

Dayson moved faster than human eyes could follow.

The poor chef tried to pry Dayson’s hand open, but it was in vain. Dayson’s grip was unyielding.

“What did you do to her!?” Dayson squeezed through his teeth as fury consumed him.

‘FLUSHHHHH!’

Dayson didn’t react when Talia flushed the toilet.

‘I am fine…’ Talia’s voice sounded in his mind.

Dayson’s head whipped to look at her. She was pale as a sheet of paper, crouching while holding onto the toilet bowl. He wanted to go there and comfort her, but first, he needed to cancel the cook’s life subscription.

Anyone who dares to harm Talia will not find a good ending.

‘How is that fine?’ Dayson asked.

‘I mean… I am not poisoned.’

Dayson’s brows came together in confusion. ‘If you are not poisoned, why are you puking your guts out?’

Talia wiped her mouth with the back of her palm. ‘I think…’ She took a deep breath and used her voice to say, “I’m pregnant.”

‘A pup! A PUP!’ Sapa howled in Dayson’s head and Dayson stood frozen as Talia’s last word echoed in his mind.

Dayson’s whole world narrowed to the little woman in front of him.

“Say that again,” Dayson said breathily.

Talia glanced at the main chef whose face was turning from red to purple. “How about you release the man before you commit murder?”

The main chef plopped to the ground and coughed violently while his two helpers dragged him away from Dayson.

In two quick steps, Dayson was next to Talia, getting down to a squat to stare at her. “What did you say, kitten? Did I hear you right?”

Talia smiled a little. “I think I’m pregnant.”

“You think?”

Talia shook her head. “I don’t think. I know.”

‘THUNK!’

Dayson fell to his knees with so much force that Talia worried if he shattered his kneecaps.

Dayson cupped Talia’s cheeks with his palms and his eyes anxiously explored every inch of her face, as if he was trying to confirm that this was really happening.

“A pup,” Dayson said under his breath, and then he kissed her on the lips.

Talia struggled to push him away. She just vomited, and it was gross, but Dayson didn’t care. He loved every inch of Talia, regardless of how dirty or smelly it was.

Dayson wrapped his arms around Talia and pulled her to sit on his lap.

They sat like that, on the floor of the restroom while holding each other in silence. They didn’t talk. There was no need for words.

Dayson and Talia opened up their bond to share emotions that matched. Excitement, joy, anxiousness, love. There was a lot of love. It was surreal.

Dayson turned his head to the right when a hubbub of people entered their private room.

It was the manager, the main chef, two helpers, and a few other people. They looked around before all following the manager into the bathroom where Talia and Dayson were.

The manager was visibly troubled.

“Uhm… Mr. Blake… Our main chef says that you nearly killed him. Do you mind explaining what’s going on?”

They would call the cops right away if Dayson was not such a high-profile customer. He paid for one room like he was booking the whole restaurant.

Dayson grinned. “She is pregnant.”

The manager was confused. “Is that why you nearly killed our chef?”

Dayson glanced at the man who covered behind his manager.

“Nearly killed him? I don’t NEARLY do anything. If I wanted to kill him, he would be dead,” Dayson said like it was a totally normal thing. “Now, if you want to extort money or extra tips, there is no need for that. Just put it on the tab. Or feel free to call the police. In either case, stop spoiling our moment.”

The manager didn’t know how to deal with this, so he stared at Dayson and Talia for a few long seconds, nodded, and left the room. Other people followed the manager gingerly.

“Will they cause you trouble?” Talia asked.

Dayson pressed his lips on her temple. “Don’t worry about it, kitten. We have money, and if they call the police, I just need to make a call and the report will disappear.”

If these were werewolves, Dayson would use his aura to remind them who is in charge. Unfortunately, humans required a different approach.

Talia was relieved to see that no one stopped them when they were leaving the Medallion, and there were no police either. She was not worried that something might happen to Dayson. She was worried about humans. If anyone dared to stand in their way, Dayson might really kill someone.

Talia enjoyed the way he held her hand pressed on his chest like he was telling her she was close to his heart.

The lights of the downtown flickered as the car moved smoothly over the highway, and Talia realized that was not the way to the packhouse.

“Where are we going?”

Dayson smiled mysteriously. “You will see.”

Talia relaxed in her seat and let him have it. She didn’t care where they were going, as long as they were together.

Dayson and Talia used this peaceful drive to process the news: they will be parents!

Dayson couldn’t believe how excited he was at the thought of becoming a father. The thought of his seed growing in Talia’s belly filled him with pride. Talia was the most amazing female he ever met, and he knew that there will never be another woman like Talia. And she was his. Will he be a good father? Dayson was recollecting events with his father, and he decided to create happy memories for his child also.

Talia soaked in Dayson’s presence which wrapped her in safety and assurance that things will be alright. Motherhood seemed distant and daunting, but something told her that as long as she was with Dayson, things will work out. If they had a boy, Dayson will teach him how to be a fantastic Alpha, and if it’s a girl, she will be their little princess.

…

Talia craned her neck to look up when Dayson stopped the car in front of a massive building that had a sign “Royal Hilton”. It was the most exclusive hotel in town, and the grand entrance spoke of luxury.

Dayson’s original plan was a romantic walk by the river, but considering the news he just received, he decided on something more relaxing.

Talia smiled at the sight of Dayson holding his hand for her to take while exiting the car. He would always do that, but this time his expression was more gentle, making her all mushy on the inside.

“Ah!” Talia exclaimed when Dayson scooped her into his arms without any warning. She couldn’t believe that he carried her princess style into the hotel.

The massive entrance hall had tall pillars and fancy paintings of old-style aristocrats decorating the walls.

It was late in the evening, but there were people in the lobby, most of them staring at the spectacle of Talia being carried.

‘You can keep me down,’ Talia spoke to Dayson through their mind link.

‘No,’ he responded with finality while tightening his hold on her. He really wanted to hold her.

Dayson walked to the reception desk where two females were standing, both staring at Dayson and wondering who Talia was. They were dressed up, and women guessed they were celebrities or maybe second-generation heirs.

“Presidential suite for the night,” Dayson said.

The woman’s eyes widened. “Excuse me, sir. That suite is taken.”

Dayson frowned, and the second receptionist said, “We require reservations…”

She stopped talking when Dayson threw his black card on the counter.

The first receptionist cleared her throat while reaching for the black card with her fingers elegantly. “As I was saying, the presidential suite is taken, but our royal suite is available.”

Dayson nodded in approval. “We will take it.”

About a minute later, Dayson exited the elevator on the top floor of the hotel.

Talia swiped the card key, and Dayson carried her into a one-bedroom suite.

They had a bedroom, a kitchen, a spa-like bathroom, and a living area with a minibar, but the most impressive were wide windows that offered panoramic views of the town from the thirty-first floor.

Dayson placed Talia to sit on the sofa in the living area.

Dayson removed her shoes while asking, “Are you comfortable? Do you need something?”

“Why are we here, Dayson?” Talia asked. She thought they will return to the packhouse.

“I wanted us to be alone tonight. Just the two of us. No distractions.”

Talia thought how that was wonderful. She loved being alone with Dayson. In the forest or in a luxurious hotel.

Sensing Talia’s approval, he gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

“Wait here, while I start the water in the tub. We will start with a bubble bath, and then…” His voice trailed, making Talia’s heart flutter.

Talia watched as Dayson hurried to the bathroom with a spring in his step. He was happy, and she was happy as well.

Talia placed her palms over her perfectly flat belly. A baby.

Talia read that an increased sense of smell and fluctuating emotions were early signs of pregnancy, but she didn’t know if those symptoms were because Dayson’s mark was becoming more solid, because she was pregnant, or maybe she wished to be pregnant and all that was just in her head.

Talia didn’t dare jump to conclusions, so she decided to take a pregnancy test secretly if her symptoms stay the same or worsen. Talia picked next Monday as a test day.

She didn’t expect that the scent of charred fruits will make her vomit.

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