Eleanor's POV So dreams do come true? I rubbed my hands over my eyes and looked at them again. “I can't believe this!” It seemed like magic or some propaganda. “How can the eight of them be here as the finalists? Did they bribe the committee?” I queried myself. They looked even more handsome now, they were the most adorable guys I've ever set my eyes on and it happened that they were all from other countries. “But wait!” I told myself, drifting back. My heart went into a sudden state of shock. They all rose from their seats, muscular and charming with the aura of sexual dominance filling the room. Their seductive scents filled the air. They were like princes coming to their princess’ rescue as they walked towards me, seeing I was nervous. My eyes were getting clearer and clearer to the truth. I was transported in time. Upon coming a few inches closer, they stared in shock. It hit me deep, they had realised the truth as well. “Aren't you the lycan princess we had sex with at the
Eleanor's POV “Yes, my two candidates have made it to the finalists. They are among the eight she's going to choose from.” She laughed out so loud, happiness wouldn't let him control herself. Right here, I stiffened, pulling over to lean by the wall. My eyes poked out so wide and my lips pulled wide apart, remaining this way. I wasn't drifting to a lost world with thoughts, for a few seconds, I lost my consciousness due to shock. He's talking about me! My heart sank, knowing the kind of person my adopted brother is. He wanted to see me down, sad and unhappy, if he could do it, he would get me exiled so he gets everything to himself. He hasn't stopped blackmailing me before my parents and others living here in the palace. One special luck I have each time he does this is that he's always discovered to be lying and this hurts him so much. Of all he has been doing, this is the height of it all. I remembered that I wasn't done listening to all he had to say, I pulled my attention and
Eleanor's POV “So where were you heading to?” Mom interrupted the next thing I was going to say. “I wanted to go ask the contest committee to–”“Hhe eh–” I exclaimed as I suddenly remembered George’s words. “I forgot!” Mom and Anna fixed their stares so much on me, they must have really been curious right now. “While going to meet the committee to resolve the harem, I was lucky to overhear George. He was talking on the phone about sponsoring two of the finalists. He hired them with the sum of a billion dollars.” “Huh?” Anna turned around to my very face while my mom froze. She looked aghast, like someone frightened by a ghost. “What did you just say?” The moment Anna said this, the moment George approached from the hallway I came from. So he was coming this way? I eyed mom and Anna immediately. “Let's do as if we were saying something else.” I quickly whispered to them. “I don't want him to know I heard what he said. Let it be a surprise when I kick them all out of the palace.”
Eleanor's POV I initially came here to kick them out, perhaps I can use this to threaten them into fucking me with fear, they would try their very best to stay. This time around, not seeing me as cheap. “Yeah, I'm going to do this!” I told myself. So turning my back against them, I pretended as though I immediately felt a sort of disgust for them. Suspense must have flown into their hearts, the previous moment, I was looking so captured by their appearance. “So I came here to send the two of you out of my harem. I find the both of you less attractive,” I said with a really serious tone, pretending to mean what I was saying, then I turned to see the expression on their faces. They were taken by shock, both gasped, looking at themselves. They couldn't believe this. “Yes,” I affirmed. “I was trying to reduce my harem to six guys, so I had to start with you two but I guessed seeing you both this way, I can have a rethink.” I turned around, walking towards them holding my eyes towards
Eleanor's POV “Fuck me as much as you want!” I cried out with pleasure, mixing with sweet pain from their large cocks. The groans from both of them began to pull up, re-echoing in the room in unison. With my moan mixed up with this, it became a moment of utmost bliss. I'll remember this moment forever! I vowed right inside of myself. “I miss the last time with you, I've always wanted to see you again, Princess.” Constantine stammered as he relayed his mind to me, his tone and his groan all turned into getting me more confused. There also was Adrian, from the way I observed, he's quite reserved, his eyes did all the talking. I tried to put my head together and see through what George said underneath the stairs, I couldn't. I couldn't even notice any red flag with these two men so as to push them off. I paused deep within me if this was some sort of set up to make me get angry and disband all the guys that made it to final, knowing that if I didn't find a mate before the three month
Eleanor's POV When a message popped up on my phone nearby, I sprang up immediately to pick it from the bedside table which was just beside me. Since I was consumed with thoughts about Constantine and Adrian, I thought it was them. I wasn't thinking well any longer, they just occupied my mind and refused to leave. When I peered into the screen, I was cut up with disappointment. It was George. My heart seized, he was like a demon, a cancer to my soul. Anytime I saw him or his message just like this, my heart rippled, not for good but in fear. “What's this for?” I sneered. I wasn't really afraid of him for real but I just got to fear him putting me in trouble knowing he was constantly seeking my downfall. If I get to be the king, the first person I'll get rid of is him. No matter what it takes, I'll kick him out knowing fully well that his schemes will not stop even if I get to succeed my dad as the next Lycan King. I tapped on the message, grabbing my chest. “I didn't know you coul
Eleanor's POV I wanted to change my direction towards George’s room, but my wolf drifted me towards my dad. “Get to know what it is first that got him calling you multiple times,” my wolf suggested. I reached out to the king's room, knocking on the door. I was panicked, when I didn't get any response, I forced the door open and rushed towards the bed. It wasn't fully dawn, he was lying on the bed.When I heard his groan as he turned to me on the bed, I breathed hard. “I thought something had happened!” I whispered to myself. I knelt beside his bed. His eyes opened and as he saw me, he gasped.“What?” “Eleanor?” He called out, quite surprised at what I was doing here. “Yes,” I answered him. “I'm sorry dad, I missed your call. I slept off.” “Yessss–” He groaned, rising up with his inspecting eyes scanning over me. “Did you send out your pics of you and your son, Carl, to anyone outside this palace?” “What?” I looked confused. “Why the question?” I wondered what this had to do with
Eleanor's POV I boarded a taxi and was advancing towards the DSS Headquarters, about an hour drive but I didn't mind. Just twenty minutes into the drive, I received a call from the palace, it was my mom. I quickly picked after I discovered that I hadn't recalled her after seeing her missed calls, same with Anna. “Hii mom!” “Eleanor, where are you?” She said with a panicky voice. Oh goddess! What is it again? “Mom? What's it?” I lowered my tone, I was tired of having to deal with anything George. “He's bleeding profusely and risks the chance of dying. Come back from wherever you are and help us make him revive.” This tone was more authoritative than pleading, for the first time she was ordering and I wanted to believe she'd joined my dad in caring for George despite what she was doing against me. “You think I love him more than you? But the truth is if he dies, you will not get to be the king you're fighting so much for. You need to be more careful.” “Your dad is determined to
Third POV “I can't tell where she is,” he snapped, looking away in a subconscious state. George tapped on his shoulders. “Dad, we should check the registers,” he suggested, but when Arthur slowly turned his eyes on him, he turned mute. “Young man, I guess you want to be faster than your shadows? You think you're the new commandant or hasn't it clicked to your senses that your dad is like my servant here?” “Shut up! You can't say that.” Alphonsus growled and advanced in fury towards Arthur whom he sensed was overdoing. “No one has ever spoken to me this way before, you can't either regardless of who you are!” He barked at him, storming towards him. George's spirit left his body the moment Arthur grabbed his dad to a fight, within just a few seconds of struggle, jacked him off the ground like a little kid and crashed him to the ground. He took to his heels only to bump into a hard chest. When he looked up, it wasn't just one person but a quad of tall, muscular and charming Lycan A
Third POV “I'm pretty sure she wouldn't be able to run away with those things while escaping with her mates as she claims, those assholes!” He spit to the ground, twisting his lips into a disgusting smirk. He was disgusted by them, his heart burned for revenge which he fulfilled before he'd known peace. “She didn't,” George spoke up. “They are there in the corridor of her apartment.” The king got what he wanted to hear and resumed with his speed. A strange aura however came upon him as no single soul was found outside, no cadet nor instructor came out to salute him as usual. He turned to his son to ask this but words refused to come out of his lips immediately. “Let's go to the admin block and ask of Eleanor–” was all he could say. To this, George nodded. In no time, they arrived and yet to their widest shock, there was no one, then there were voices of people speaking on the mic from a distance. It seemed like it was coming from the auditorium. At the reception desk, he saw two
Eleanor's POV Alessio and I were now out of the instructors’ gazes, I knew someone worse awaited me. Thinking about this alone sent cold shivers down my spine. I turned to Alessio. “The king really wants to see me?” I asked quietly, tone shaky and full of panic. I was expecting a yes but that very moment Alessio burst out laughing wildly and I stood aside, wondering what's wrong. “So you actually believed it?” He said, pressing my nose between his thumbs. “You decide to play with my heart?” I frowned. “Not at all,” he grinned. “I was playing with them and I succeeded. “So where are we going now?” “Back to our room, of course!” He said with a master grin that left all the hormones in my body reawakening again. I wonder if I'd even be able to concentrate with my studies and training having to live with them. *********Third POV At the palace clinic, the king was fully recovered and discharged. He sprang up from the bed the moment he opened his eyes to see his wife, Andrea and h
Eleanor's POV They must be instructors, them all! King Arthur walked up to me with a smirk on his lips. My legs were about to shake but I tightened up myself, picking up the greatest courage and confidence I haven't in a long while. “Young man,” he sniffed around me. “Yes sir!”He raised his hand towards my head and the next thing I felt was a hit. My feminine trait wanted to come on, the groan nearly slipped out of my tongue but I quickly suppressed my emotions, the pains and anger, feigning courage. “Is that the right name to call me? The king?”“You must be new here because I didn't see you the last time I came here?” “Yes sir, I'm new here–” Marco sent a warning glare at me which quickly resetted my mind. “Your ma-jesty!” I stammered. His eyes then switched from pissed to suspicious, I stiffened even more, pretending to be serious. My face tightened into a bold frown and my hands were clenched behind me. He came closer, sniffing me. “What's going on, oh moon goddess?” My
Eleanor's POV I'd be there in a giffy. Make sure everything is set up in place. As you know, today I'm forcefully taking over from that asshole, King Alphonsus. Anything belonging to him must be eliminated from the Academy, he'll never set foot on this Academy.” My body quivered as his deep voice loomed over the phone, sending massive shock waves to my bones. I tried hard to control my breaths. I thought if I ran away from this Academy, I didn't want to play with my life but then this question struck me, “Where are you going to?” I didn't have anywhere to go, even if I traveled abroad, dad would still find me and deal with me. This was the only place he couldn't come with what I've heard from my quad’s dad. King Arthur is absolutely one of the most powerful lycan kings in the world and dad can't even compete with him. I sniffed in, running over to Alessio and begging. “Please, cut my hair!” I lip synced right before his dad ended the call. There was this smirk on his face and this
Eleanor's POV I shut my eyes, jerking my face up. I was lost in this wild, savage passion. My hormones were now in control and nothing else mattered except us. In the room, it was the sound of my own ragged breathing and that of the quads that could be heard. I'm pretty sure if we had a neighbor student, he'd hear us but who gives a fuck. The quads lifted me easily and I was placed to straddle Alessio who was lying down. Enzo was still behind me and Marco stood over us. Alessio's huge cock was at attention. I lowered myself onto it until it was completely buried in me. I moaned at the intense intrusion. Alessio sat up brushing his nose against mine and cupping my face with his hands.Enzo was gently prodding my behind with his long, thick member. I heard a squirting sound and felt something cold between my butt cheeks. Enzo slide in slowly, inch by inch. I held my breath while he was penetrating me anally. I felt so full. I cried out as Enzo readjusted himself. Alessio moved a littl
Eleanor's POV It wasn't a lie that these quads are top influential in this Academy. We all waited for our food but as we did, a thought came to mind. I tapped on Alessio. “You didn't tell him what we wanted to eat.” “We don't select food here except you're gonna buy something from outside but even at that, there are specific times we go out.” They way he said “we” was so inclusive, they weren't exempted. Slowly the military nature of the Academy filled in through, reality struck me. This isn't a comfort zone, but a training ground. The food brought was a perfectly balanced diet but as thoughts about what my dad was up to crept up in my mind, I lost all appetite. I could hardly eat any of it. I kept waiting for them to finish up with their food which they wasted no time in eating. Marco paused, raising his head. “Why aren't you eating?” I smiled, shaking my head with pouty lips. “I wasn't even hungry, I'm waiting for you guys.” I realized my anxiety could be me picking up on my
Eleanor's POV We're sorry we revealed this to you but we couldn't help it. You have to know who you're dealing with.” Marco said. “No, it's fine. I'm not against you guys telling me the truth, just to know the way forward.” “Everything will be fine.” Alessio assured, spreading his hands wide as he walked towards me. His thick body engulfed me in a hug, from where his three brothers approached as well, all joining in the hug. “What can we do to soothe your mind right now?” Alessio went further. “With the king up, still undergoing treatment, we have till he's fully well to put things in order, still we can't do that with unstable minds.” “Yes,” Enzo agreed, Luca and Marco. They all looked now at me, wanting to hear my response. “Let's play,” I chuckled. “Wowwww!” They gave an excited chorus, their eyes began to glow with desire, then I realized what I'd just done and wanted to run away but they grabbed me. “We're your mates, just let us touch you.” My legs weakened on hearing th
Eleanor's POV “Everyone here is an elite, sons of Alpha kings,” Enzo interrupted my thought. I nodded. The first thing I noticed after the luxury aura is that it's really spacious unlike a typical hostel room. The spacious area is adorned with dark, polished wooden floors and sleek, modern furnishings, reflecting both discipline and opulence. The walls are lined with muted, matte steel panels, hinting at the institution's military heritage, but softened with rich leather accents and framed portraits of historical leaders. At the sides are five king-sized beds which had crisp, tailored bedding in deep navy tones, offset by the glow of brass lighting fixtures. The headboard is embroidered with the academy's emblem, a mark of prestige. “Why five beds, was there someone staying with you before now?” I got so curious to know. “The fifth bed was moved in today from the room your dad got reserved for you.” “Really?” Marco nodded in affirmation. “Yes, our dad is gonna take over from yo