Austin's POV The feeling was new, I couldn't comprehend in the beginning. I needed time to adjust, but when I heard that the war chief had been killed and my castle had been infiltrated, I knew I had to do something. The witch had also assured me that all I needed to do was move, that the wolf would guide me. Funny how I could do all these while still in my man form. "My son!" My father ran to me and gave me a hug when the army commander was gone. "I thought I lost you." He said to me. Questions were all over his lips. He wanted to know how I was able to do what I did, but it was cut short when I saw him bleeding. He had been stabbed unfortunately. He probably didn't remember. "You need to get treated now." I said to him. He was stabbed with a silver blade, so.he was obviously not going to heal anytime soon. "No, I can take care of myself later. I have so.many questions now and I need them answered." He said to me. "I understand dad, and I'll make sure I answer all of them so
Third POV "This is definitely a bad idea." King Stanley's wife said to him after the result of the war had been reported to him. "You do not owe anyone a duel." "But I do. No one has ever been brave enough to ask me for one before." He replied to her, trying to justify his reason for accepting it. "My husband, you are the greatest king in the world. You can't fall for this young kid's shenanigans. Send your men back and wipe everything out. I have a bad feeling about it." She tried to persuade him. "If I pass on this, I show weakness. The madsun king never shows weakness." He made his point clear to her. "Did you hear when I said I have a bad feeling about this? At least let us check the possibilities before you leave." She told him. "I've been quiet for over a day. I can't wait for anything else." He replied to her. She wanted to keep arguing, but he cut her short. "Do you think I'm weaker now?" He asked her. "No, you are the strongest Lycan king to ever walk this earth." She
Maryanne's POV I guess being on the watching side came with a lot of stress. There wasn't a day that I didn't pray to the moon goddess to save my family and see them through the war. I even paused my opening when the tales of the war became too intense. "Everything is set ma'am, the Investors are ready to tag along. Why would you halt the opening at such a critical period?" My secretary asked me. "I have a...." I wanted to spew out the story that I had a family there and was sad that they would be killed during the war, but I remembered my father's instruction, that I should keep my past life a secret and I stopped. "Please, just do as I say." I told her. "Don't question my decision." I know I sounded rude, but I had to. If I was going to get her off my back, I had to be unapproachable about it. Her name was Nora and she was the one who helped me run most of my affairs. With my pregnancy pushing towards its end everyday, life had become about five times more stressful. I woke u
Chapter 50Austin's POV It had been over a week since the war was over. My father's sickness was getting worse. Just like the witch said, nothing they did helped. Everyday, he slowly lost life. "I'm sorry dad." I cried before him. "I'm sorry I caused this." I apologized to him. "There is nothing to be sorry about my son. I am to say the least, proud of what you have accomplished. You were steadfast in your quest for good and you defeated the most dangerous man in the world. You saved our kingdom and beyond from him." My father said to me. His voice broke as he struggled to speak. He soon began to cough as his breath could not take it anymore. "It's okay dad. You don't have to say a lot if you cannot." I said to him. "It's alright." He said to me. Despite all my father's praises, I couldn't help but still feel bad, because I was the one who caused the whole thing in the first place. The kingdom was being rebuilt almost as fast as it would be destroyed. The captured soldiers were
Third POV Capital Bay PackThe scenery was booming. Two major events taking place during the same week. One for the fashion tycoons and the other for the kings. Influential people flooded the streets, one king after the other, one business billionaire after the other. The people came to share opportunities and those who came to seize them were all present. Indeed, it was going to be a long week. Maryanne had arrived with her secretary at the airport. She didn't have the stability to buy a private jet yet, so she rented one. Courtesy of the hotel she booked before getting there, there was a limo waiting at the hanger to take her to where she would be staying from then on. "Good afternoon ma'am." The driver said to her as he opened the back door for her and her secretary to enter. He helped them store the traveling boxes in the trunk before taking her away. As she was being driven away, Prince Austin landed in his own royal private jet. If she just spent a couple more minutes befo
Maryanne's I was in so much pain, easily the worst pain I've been in since I was born, but hearing my name, my real name from a familiar voice, caused a pause in my blood flow. Looking at who was standing before me, it was Austin, Lycan Prince Austin. "What the hell?""Maryanne?!" He called out again, proceeding to touch me, but I moved away. I didn't let his hands even come close to my skin. My secretary was confused, looking at me and at him. "Maryanne? Maybe there's a mistake somewhere." She said to him. "This is ms. Mercy and she really needs help." She added. "I'd know Maryanne anywhere." He replied to her. He wanted to touch me, but I hit his hands away. "Don't touch me! Don't ever touch me!!" I yelled at him. I didn't care if I was in pain or not. Seeing him irritated me more than I could comprehend. "Please, Maryanne. We can do this later. For now, you need help and I'm here to administer it." He said to me. "It will take a lot of minutes before the ambulance arrives a
Austin's POV "Is that what you do now? Use your power to oppress and walk over people? Austin?!" She said to me, really stressing the "Austin" so I would hear that she wasn't addressing me with respect. "I deserve that." I said to myself. I then turned to the nurse and her secretary "Please can you excuse us for a while?" I requested. They hesitated at first, sharing stares with Maryanne. First, she acted like she wouldn't want them to leave, but sighed and nodded at them. Now, they could comfortably leave and give the room to us. "Hey...." I said to her as I stepped towards her. "You don't get to come close to me!" She said with bitterness in her voice. "I can hear you fine from there." She said. I stood there for a while, speechless as I stared at her. Really, it still felt like a dream. I thought she was dead, for over 7 months, I thought she was. Deep down, I couldn't still fathom what I had seen. Could it be a figment of my own deluded imagination? Was my quest for peace o
Maryanne's POV After the fruitless visit from Prince Austin, my secretary came inside. From her facial expression, it was obvious that she had listened to everything being said."You should rest." She said to me. I sighed because there was nothing to respond to at that point. I had no plans of taking Austin back or even acknowledging that he was the father of my child. I really don't know why he had to come..why did I have to bump into him?!My life was going so smoothly, but complications had obviously set in. I just hoped I was able to pursue him with my harsh words. *****"You're done here. You and the baby are confirmed fine. You can both go now." The doctor said to me after all the tests had been exhausted. That night, I asked my secretary to pack our bags. "There's still a few days left of the event. We haven't even begun scouting for the real sponsors yet." My secretary said to me. "As much as I understand all of that, I am still done. I can't do it anymore. I want to go
Austin's POV My little outdoor trip took me to a nightclub outside my kingdom, a neighbouring pack, Crystal lace. I didn't have that place in mind, but just drove aimlessly through the night. The scenery caught my eye and I decided to go drink my sorrows there. I parked my car close to the club and walked straight to it. On entering, they stopped me. "Your permit." I was asked. "What permit?" I replied to the person who was at the door. A bouncer with a broad chest and shoulders. "You need to have a permit to enter our club. Are you new or something?" He asked me. "Well, I actually am." I said to him. "I've never really been around here before." "Well, then there's bad news. You can't enter. Come back in the morning and buy a card for the night." He instructed. I sighed, disappointed because that was one place I thought I could get some kind of comfort. It had to be a greater place to have such stringent rules, yet people were still flocking in. As I turned to leave, someone
Maryanne's POV I was in shock for a while. What kind of man was this, that didn't cum after I had done all that to him. I never encountered such a thing before. Could it have been that he was that way because of a problem or he generally never felt good enough to cum if his cock wasn't in a woman's pussy? These questions roamed my mind, but I could not ask them. I stood there staring at him, thinking of ways to avert what was about to happen. "Don't try to come up with another excuse." he said to me.I was silent. A deal was a deal and I had to give him what he wanted. Besides, he has already seen my butt, my pussy, my boobs, my whole nudity. I saw his cock and sucked it. He had fingered me and the tip of his cock had even entered my pussy that time. What more was there to do. I would just close my eyes and do it because I also felt like having the sex with him too. "You are right, a deal is a deal." I said to him. "You can do whatever you want to do with me." He was so excited.
Maryanne's POV There were many ways to give a man extreme pleasure, pleasure that could go band for band with sex. I usually judged this by the intensity of their moans when we practiced these activities. The first thing on my mind was thigh sex. I held his hands and dragged him light from the bed and he followed me. When he was standing, I began to stroke his cock as I looked at him with an evil stare. After a while, I brought the cock to my thigh, just right under my panty and closed my legs tight to hold it firm. He began thrusting. Each brush, rubbing my panties over my pussy. I struggled to not moan as this job was not to pleasure me, but to pleasure him until he couldn't take it anymore. His intensity increased as his breath did. I was still in my full clothing, so my short dress had covered his cock. He grabbed my waist and began going faster. The more he did, the more he wanted to do and soon, his hands were on my butt. He squeezed them tight as he kept thrusting my th
Maryanne's POV I felt so disgusted because of what Austin did. I knew he would be heartbroken and all, but I didn't really expect him to go that far with his brother. As far as fighting him. I walked Carlton to my bedroom and kept him to sit, quickly going to get a cloth and water, so I would be able to mop the blood off his body. "How could he do this to you?" I asked him as I cleaned him up. "I told you he was quite temperamental." He said as he chucked. "This ain't funny. You're not supposed to be laughing about it. He almost killed you and you did nothing. You didn't even try to protect yourself." I said to him quite disappointingly. "Well, have you forgotten he still hasn't gotten his wolf back yet? He is still as weak as a human. He couldn't possibly do anything to me even if he tried his hardest. I couldn't fight him because I knew how fatal my reaction would be to him." Carlton explained. Wow, he was such a noble man. Being able to put all these things into consideration
Austin's POV As I stood there, watching her go back inside after the conversation, I felt my hopes of getting her back to go with her. Normally, I could sense she was joking or not being truthful because of how predictable her behaviour was, but this time, I couldn't. I don't know if it was because the power to sense her came with my werewolf instinct or because she was good at hiding it now. Better still, it was because she meant everything she said and there was no need to pretend. She was being real. I tried to call her back, but she didn't answer me. I couldn't go dragging her. It would make me look weak before my guards, who were obviously beginning to look at me as less. I walked away when I knew there was nothing I could do. The person who was now my target was Carlton. The fact that he could do this to me gave me the weirdest feeling of all. My own brother? This was still my greatest shock. When did they begin to meet, to reveal such an amount of feeling that she could le
Maryanne's POV The next morning was beautiful for me. Once again, I was waking up to a morning where I was winning. The day was unusually bright and beautiful. A knock on my door distracted me from my sweet thoughts. I walked to it and opened the door. There he was, Carlton with a tray of food in his hands.."You didn't have to do this." I said to him as I opened wider for him to enter. "Good morning." He said. "You know you don't have to give me any special treatment. I am just a fake mate." I said to him. "Well, no one knows that except us. We also have Tom make it believable." He said to me. Well, he wasn't wrong. If this was going to make sense to the public, we had to be at our best behaviour. "Thanks for the breakfast in bed, regardless." I said to him as I took the tray of food, mounted the bed and began to devour it. "What about Prince Austin?" I asked him. "Have you seen him since the day broke?" "I haven't." He replied to me. "Honestly, I am trying to avoid him..He's
Austin's POV I couldn't believe this was happening to me. It still felt like a dream from my point of view. As I stayed on my knees, for the next ten minutes, enduring the most shameful moment of my life,it felt like my world had come to an end. "Maryanne? My brother? When did this happen?" I asked myself. Were they secretly seeing or something? How could she betray me like this? More than that, how could my own blood brother do this to me? Maybe it was a dream, if I stayed long enough, I would wake up to a favourable reality. Better than that, it was a prank and if I stayed just a little longer, she would run back through that door and give me the tightest hug yet and told me she just wanted to test me. It was none of these. It was no dream because it was as real as day and it was no prank. It was as serious as could be. Seeing her for the first time after all those months made me so happy because I thought I had lost her and she agreed to come back with me and become my mate, m
Maryanne's POV"What just happened?!" Was the question on everyone's mind, both inside and outside. The hall's quietness translated to outside because even the paparazzi stopped being rowdy. Carlton walked me to his car, opened the door for me and when I entered, he moved into the driver seat and drove away, straight to the castle. My room had already been made for me by my now fiance and I laid there, having my rest. "Do you need anything?" He asked me. "No, I don't. I think I'm okay right here now." I said to him. He looked at me with a smile, for a while, then turned and left. I felt so fulfilled as I gazed upon the diamond in my finger and smiled at myself. *****Yes, yes yes, backward, rewind. I never forgave Austin for what he did to me. Yes. Despite the begging, the sex and the smiles, I never forgave him. His injuries to my heart were so fresh, how to pay him back was always what I thought. After that sexual encounter with him and the pressure was now on me accepting his
Maryanne's POV After lunch, I went back home with my father. I couldn't wait to spend time alone with him, so I could do a proper catch up of everything I had actually missed. Austin initially wanted me to stay. "There's a lot of rooms in the castle. All you need to do is choose one." He suggested it to me. "No." I replied to him. "I'd rather stay in my father's house until the time comes." I explained to him. He just allowed me to go without much argument. He knew that he was still on the side of trying to get me back so he played his cards around me very carefully. My father's house didn't look so good either. One part of it had been broken to bits and was under construction. Strange looking men were rebuilding the part that had been destroyed. I couldn't help but be uncomfortable with the way they looked. "Who are they, dad?" I asked him. I had never seen such in my life before. They looked savage and brutal. "Don't they remind you of a set of people?" My father asked me. It