I became the Purchased Wife Of The Lycan Prince

Chapter 22

Hope’s demeanor softened once more, her earlier anger dissipating after her

confession. She admitted everything to Logan, releasing the pent-up annoyance from her heart.

“Jessi intentionally ruined my dress,” Hope revealed, her voice tinged with frustration. “Do you think | still look okay?” Her concern extended to the judgment of the affluent guests attending the reception. “They'll likely think I’m clumsy. | mean, you're the Lycan Prince, and I’m just...” Her words trailed off with a tinge of insecurity.

Logan chuckled at her words. “What are you even going on about?” With a playful grin, he effortlessly swept her up in his arms, holding her in a bridal style. Hope looked at him with surprise, her hands instinctively wrapping around his neck.

“Let's go home. F*ck that reception,” Logan stated and began walking to reach his the parking lot. Hope kept asking him they should go in, but he wasn’t ready to take her inside now. As they arrived at the car, Logan put her on the ground and opened the passenger seat’s door for her.

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“Are you sure about not going in?” Hope queried.

“Yes. Let’s go home,” Logan said and gently pushed her inside into the seat. He buckled the seatbelt around her and entered the car from the driver's seat.

Logan called Paul and told him that they would be off, so he should inform about this to his grandfather. As he hung up the call, Hope quickly leaned in and planted a kiss on his cheek.

Turning his head to face her, Logan’s gaze met Hope's, curious about her sudden affectionate gesture.

Hope pursed her lips together while giggling on her own. She finally understood not to be desperate for attention and love from Logan. Instead, she needed to take slow steps toward a brighter future with him.

Logan drove the car out of the parking lot and shortly, they reached at the villa. Hope stepped out of the car first and while holding her heels, she ran inside.

Logan went inside too and went straight to his room. He removed the bow tie from his collar and then unbuttoned it. He decided to freshen up first before checking on Hope, who was in another room.

Hope felt hungry, so she went to the kitchen, where a maid asked her if she wanted.

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“Yes. I’m famished. Even Logan didn’t take meals,” Hope said and told her she would help her.

“It's alright, Madam. I'll do. You should wait for at least 15-20 minutes,” the maid humbly said.

Hope hummed and asked her if she could get some wine. The maid told her to wait and returned from the cellar after bringing a wine bottle for her. Hope thanked her and took a wine glass from the cabinet before going upstairs to the lounge area.

Hope saw Logan’s room was locked from inside. “Did he sleep already?” she murmured and sat on the lounge chair. Pouring a full glass of wine, she began drinking it.

She poured another glass soon and finished that too. However, now something strange happened. Her vision started getting blurry and she felt lightheaded. Hope hardly felt like this in such a long time.

Putting the wine glass on the table, she went toward Logan’s room and banged her head on the door. Hope drank way too much of her capacity and ended up losing her senses. She was intoxicated and above all she felt her body getting heated.

A feeling which she would undergo only during her heat.

“Logan!” Hope kept pronouncing his name when the door finally opened and her head. rested on his chest.

Logan pushed her away and saw her drunk. His eyes landed on the wine glass and bottle on the lounge table before returning his gaze at Hope. She pulled his cheek. lightly and said, “You are cute Logan.” Hope giggled as she pouted her lips to kiss him. Logan held her both hands and freed his cheeks from them. Before she could kiss him, he flicked his finger at the center of her forehead, causing her to cry in pain.

“Who told you to drink?” Logan asked her and pulled her inside his room.

“| wa-waited for you to come. | wanted to drink wine with you,” Hope murmured as she smiled again. “You know every lady was jealous of me today.” She poked her finger on his chest. “I wish | could touch them.” Hope’s eyes darted at his chest, covered beneath the sweatshirt he had put on.

Logan chuckled. He couldn't believe to see this lustrous side in Hope. He still vividly remembered his wedding night. Hope was such a quiet person that day. But with time, and became so outspoken around him.

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“You need to sleep, Hope,” Logan said and he decided to take her to bed.

“No!” Hope refused. She slowly blinked her eyes and licked her lips feeling her throat getting drier. She reached her hand to the back of her dress and pulled down the zipper.

Hope’s pheromones were at their peak and all she wanted to make love with Logan. The dress loosened from her behind and she took a step close to Logan. However, before she could kiss him, Logan carried her to his bed.

“You need sleep, Hope,” Logan whispered, unaware of the fact that because of wine, Hope experienced heat. She tightly clasped her arms around his neck and pulled him.

for a kiss.

“Hope! That’s not a good idea,” Logan withdrew and asked her to stop kissing him.

“Why? | want to do it. I’m not drunk,” Hope asserted. “Do you not like me? You said you would like to have a family with me. Then, don’t push me away,” she proclaimed.

“Hope, it’s not a good idea in this state,” Logan affirmed, resisting her charm. Her pink cheeks, red lips were pulling him to her but he needed to restraint himself.

Hope didn’t know from where a strength come in her and she flipped Logan on mattress. She climbed above him and ducked her head to his neck. She sucked his skin on the neck, her one hand moved to the hem of his sweatshirt.

Logan was stunned to see this bold side of Hope and ended up groaning.

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