"M-me?!" Odette panicked instantly. She didn't want to think there might be a deeper meaning behind his words. But the way he conveyed it made it sound like he wanted her for something that involved a lot of nibbling, licking, and thrusting.
She might have never experienced it herself, as she preferred to stay chaste until she could find her mate.
But she was already an adult, and knowledgeable about the matter between a male and female wolf when they were in a rut and heat.
Her cheeks reddened instantly. Even if she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't deny that His Majesty's care and warmth swayed her, making it difficult for her to resist.
However, she quickly remembered that he wasn't her mate, and took a step back instantly.
"I-I don't know what you need, Your Majesty. But I don't think you need me for anything. I-if you want me to cook, then I can do it—"
