Eleanor's POV Marco stormed in, releasing two punches which landed him on the ground behind me. I poked my eyes wide, Jaws dropped. I've been stubborn all these while and felt nothing could happen but right now, my mates were calling for serious trouble. I rose up so quickly, going over to restrain them. Assaulting the king in his own country and palace is out of place even though I was glad they gave my dad what he deserved. “Guards!!!” He shouted at the top of his voice, coughing hard. Alessio and Luca slowly walked forward staring down at him with disgust. He just called the guards and within a few seconds they came rushing in. “Arrest them and lock them up underground. Give them fifty lashes every morning and evening.” “Huh?” I shivered in terror. Did I just hear fifty lashes morning and evening? That's gonna be like a hundred a day. I blinked my eyes several times watching my dad, the guards coming of the SWAT team helped him up, more came in and were now up to fifteen. My
Eleanor's POV “Hmm,” he scoffed, looking down. “How I wished you knew the imminent danger you're placed in here.” What's he talking about? “I wish you knew that the king, your dad, is still preparing to give you to Alpha Alexandro and his main aim for you is to use you as a ritual. To redeem his course, he has to sacrifice a woman your age, of royal descent to the Vampire King. You're the closest, possible option.” “Why would my dad do that?” I said, avoiding his eyes because I didn't want to show that I was freaking out by this. Could it be that he doesn't know of Alexandro’s true intentions? This I reasoned within myself. “No,” I heard Marco snap in between my thoughts, cutting me off. “He knows quite well.” I staggered back, puzzled at how he got a clue of what I had in mind. “Relax! We're mates, that's for real. I can guess through what you're thinking right now.” “He wants to give George the throne, he's just whining about you.” Luca pumped in, causing a sudden shriek and
Eleanor's POV Before now I wanted him to keep being the President of this Academy because I wanted to go to school here, but now I couldn't wait for him to sign off. The aura here had darkened a little bit, it looked more like a military Academy, training strong elite werewolves and Lycans to take on responsibilities assigned to them once they are out of here. The training lasts for three years. Already, my mates are my seniors and they will leave this college before me. So sad! “We will be landing in the next three minutes, please fasten your seat belts.” The pilot announced and we all rushed to fasten the seat belts we'd unbuckled. It was such a smooth flight, except for the fact that my mind wasn't smooth all through, rather turbulent. “We are settling in immediately,” Alessio, the eldest, said. “There are no protocols?” I asked, baffled. “Your dad had already settled everything, that's the good part. We investigated everything.” Enzo reminded me, taking my mind back to the
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
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 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 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 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
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