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
Eleanor's POV “Eleanor, come out here!” I heard the king's voice. Terror rippled in my lungs and in the air. I snapped out of my bed, rushing towards the door and opened it. I'm the princess but the king still had authority over the entire palace and at last, my destiny of taking over as the next Lycan King was in his hands. I came out of my room, staring at the king in shock, anxiety took over the whole of my mind. He swept his hand and grabbed me on my wrist, pulling me alongside him. “Come here!” That was the only thing he said. He took me to the harem where my eight mate candidates were. My head escalated with millions of thoughts, the curiosity was boiling over, all the veins in my body arched. Suspense took over the entire space. Even the eight guys here paused all what they were doing and all their attention drifted upon the king. “Listen, all of you. I gave my daughter the permission to conduct an harem and choose her suitable mate within three months but she seems to be g
Eleanor's POV Now George’s true nature is known, I don't think he still loved him like before nor wanted him to take over. This is the exact time I chose to execute my aim. “Who do you want to leave the seat of government to?” He shouted, his voice getting kind of cracky. “Oh!! You're still shouting? Trying to force me?” I murmured to myself. Making signs for my eight guys to make way for me to come out, I walked out of the circle. Standing right out, I clasped my hand together, bowing as a sign of ‘Thank You.’Turning over to the king, I did the same but asking for permission. “Excuse me, your majesty. I'd love to leave now?” I turned around and walked away with my head lowered. Tomorrow, early in the morning, I'd be packing my things and leaving this country for good. I just wanted to spend the rest of my life at the palace alone with myself, inside my room doing what I love most. Mom wouldn't even be an obstacle to me leaving, she didn't protect me when she ought to although I
Eleanor's POV She didn't say a word yet but her eyes did all the talking. “That's one main reason you should become the king to shut off those who said you can't. A good king like that!” “Hmm,” I sighed. It's obvious she's trying to talk me out of my plan but I didn't just know how I was going to come back. “If you leave your position, you'll lose your guys forever!” “Huh?” Isn't this the same guys she asked if I can still trust. This single statement of her, the fact about leaving my guys really hooked me, my face switched from being bright to going dull. They were true lovers, my wolf could attest to this but leaving the kingship is saying an indirect goodbye to them. I can't conduct an harem as an ordinary individual, no matter how wealthy I am, I would have no genuine reason and they weren't all from the same mom, like identical siblings I would all claim to be my mates. They were from different families, different personalities with different careers coming together to seek
Eleanor's POV “What?” I was getting even more disturbed than them imagining the deep intrusion of privacy. What was he trying to do? See my guys’ private moments like when they undress? Isn't it enough trying to take the kingship from me? Must he come after my harem guys too? Orrrhh–Is he gay? This suddenly registered in my mind, I realised for the first time in full sense that since we grew up to adulthood, he'd never brought a girl home or even linked up with one outside, he hasn't talked about love as well. I wonder if the king even noticed this or he might know the secret but pretend not to? “This camera was linked to his phone and he could monitor it at any time.” “Gosh!” I took my hands to cover my mouth, lest I would be screaming to the hearing of Adrian and Augustine, it would notify them that someone has been listening to their conversations. I didn't want this to happen. “Hmm, well it's gonna be fine. We can try to persuade her into not going. The king has really chan
Eleanor's POV I couldn't repeat this question of being mates with them again, no matter how hard I wanted to. I feared that they would take this as me being desperate. We stood here at the edge of the lake gazing at each other. I was reluctant to take my clothes off at first. Enzo, being the one that suggested we came here signalled his brothers and they pulled off their clothes. They are brothers ! That's how I see them now. They acclaim me to be my mates as multiple mates are often identical siblings. I shut my eyes for a brief moment as my eyes wandered to their cocks dangling in between their legs, then up to their rock-hard abs, their muscular chest and finally to their charming eyes which were all looking at me, with lust shining through. Their gaze alone made my knees weaken. I dropped low from where they pulled me up. They gave me a distance which I understood as trying to see if I was comfortable with them being naked around me. “Don't get distanced from me during intimat
Eleanor's POV “Suck each of us!” Maximilian gave the order, his tone was deep and authoritative. I scanned my eyes round to see them line up in a single curved line, placing me before them. Eight cocks! All big, long and hardened. I'd be dead before I get to finish with each of them. I wanted to put up a little ego, to show I'm the princess after all when I received a spank on the ass. I fell to my knees. This single spank did more than I would talk of, first my knees suddenly got weak and I fell, my pussy wet. This was a great turn-on. The one who spanked me was so quick to must have returned to his stance, the moment I turned from looking away in pride to who had spanked me. Their faces were all composed as I rose from the ground to select out who did this. I had a surprise for him. Fine, since they were all composing, I decided to use their heartbeat. The culprit’s heart would most certainly be beating harder than the rest. “No need to panic, I need more spanks from you!” I te
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