The Lycan Bride

lass, including the man, notice them. "What's wron

ked around. Checked the surroundings, but it wasn't what he thought. There w

eking under the table where Lynne buried her face in her hands folded on the table.

h the calmness she had worked so hard for. She closed her eyes while scrunching up her face, and then, after she had composed herself, she turned to him.

only spoken to this time, despite being there for so long. Unfortunately, Lynne didn't e

. The man had yet

n't said

ared at Lynne for a long time before f

peated his words

Then is there something strange about my face?" asked Luke as Lynne was im

Fascinated by the colour of your irises and then envious of your eyebrows and the hair on your eyelids. More than that, I even imagined how your lips would taste. If she said all that honestly, Lynne was sure tha

and cringe. Disgusted and reluctant, Lynne wanted to throw that thought away

face! You look perfect" Lynne soft

e didn't realise her mouth was s

h ends of his lips gently and was embarrassed. Lynne

fairy tale princesses until she entered adolescence. Even as a teenager, Lynne faithfully wat

et the prince as they did. Falling in love with the prince at first sight, the love drama flowing beautifully without complicated conf

ince, making Lynne give up on the dreams and hopes of her childhood love. Not a prince, maybe it was the snow princess dwarves that she met, then Gaston in the story of Belle

to forget it, was now reliving the memories in her mind. The man's face brought her to her dreams t

th a smile as sweet as a crisp and fresh red apple, clearly different from the one the snow princess had eaten to make her fall asleep. Lynne felt like something was flutter

t sound like Luke had just implied his feelings? Lynne shook her head, dismissi

ftly as her gaze caught

feelings. Her mouth was uncontrollable, like her whole body was being too honest with the man. Lynne tried to control it by cov

seeing her face. They stared at each other, their eyes locked together. They were immersed in each other, with two eyes the same colour as hers, but Lynne didn

d Luke were like invisible figures among the others. Silence-Lynne did not listen to the teacher's

ts could be heard. Lynne thought the clinking of needles that might have fallen in their midst could be heard