A Perfect Day

Aldous~ 

After proving the entire pack that I am full of procuring the highest succession as an Alpha King, I guess I got the righteous time to grant my heart’s greatest desire. And that is to marry the most beautiful wolfwoman I’ve ever seen in my whole life. Her outer belle dazzles me all the time. But more than what a bare eye could discern, her innateness captivates me beyond doubt. Marga’s heart was so pure and genuine, she loves me not for the post I obtained but for who I really am.

The day of our union had been so tiring for the two of us, so we decided to have an early nap after the celebration. The frigid breeze of winter gave us a relaxing sensation. Marga kissed me on my forehead after enunciating her sweet lovingly words. I recompense her with a warm embrace, I held her onto my arms. As she closed her eyes and fell asleep, I perceived an unending happiness with the woman I will be resting my last breath with. Slowly, I brushed her long blonde hair with my palm, as my fingers moved to her lovely face, all I could see was nothing but true love. A love that no one could resist.

“I love you...” I whispered, kissed her lips and fell asleep.

“Aldous! Help me! Save me my beloved King!”

Thunder clasps...

I could hear a prolonged sound of bawling, the voice was too familiar, my heart beats really fast. I can’t be wrong, it was my Luna Queen, it was my Marga who was wailing in tears. Briskly, I transformed into my  werewolf resemblance. My alteration reveals an image of fearlessness and bravery. But deep within, my heart was in uncertainty, thinking what danger awaits my most adored Luna Queen. I toured the ferocious woods of Hyberian, the bushy forest, thorny vines and twigs hit me on my body’s different parts. But I run as fast as I could, following the wailing sound of Marga.

As I took the path where the sound echoed louder, I found my beloved wife, my queen. She was tied tightly in a sturdy branch of Camagon tree, the 'Tree of Death' some folks considered. As I stepped closer, wild forest animals besiege her. I growled a roaring exasperation, and my terrifying howl caused all the most savage creatures around her run-off.

“Marga!” I stormed. Quickly untied the rope binding her so tight.

As I held her in my arms, a lifeless lady falls like a sludge, perished and dead.

I weep in the middle of the wilderness, in the cold dawn of anguish.

“Marga!”

I kneeled down the grassy portion of Hyberian, suddenly, a soft voice calls me.

“Aldous... Wake up! Aldous!”

I opened my eyes and see that it was Marga who was in front of me. I glance around and it was our room and not a savage forest we are in.

“I thought you’re gone...” I bubbled and hugged her so tight like I don’t wanna loose her anymore. It was just a dream, a nightmare.

“Calm down, you’re just dreaming,” she said.

I gaze upon her and her eyes stare at me differently, it was not the same glance she always gives, maybe, I was just haunted still by my bad dream. It was Marga who was with me, my dream was just an opposite of reality, what was real is that I found my true happiness with the woman I vowed an everlasting love with.

“Was there something bothering you?” she asked me, I rose up from our bed and bent my knees extendedly, it felt really numb.  

“Noting my Queen...” I replied.

From my back, I felt the smoothness of her touch lingering my waist, it was a warm touch. But, why do I feel that there was something wrong? There’s an inexplicable thing within me, and I am not really certain about it. I faced her, her eyes can’t look back at me directly.

“Hey...” she said.

“Sorry, I was just distracted by my nightmare. In my dream, I saw you’re tied in a tree surrounded with vultures and lions...” I uttered.

“Forget about it, as long as I am with you, nothing fearful will happen to me,” she replied and smiled at me so sweet.

It was early in the morning, the outside view from our window was covered with thick fog making the entire surrounding hazy and misty. I can't clearly see the astonishing mountain ranges of Styx.

Marga who was laying on the bed rises slowly. I crucified my eyes on her, her silky nightwear displays her perfect curve. She looks at me seductively, she held my arms and curled it around her sylphlike waist. She pulled me even closer towards her, her luscious lips buried on mine. I digs it deeply, harder as I could. She opens her mouth and let my playful tongue comes in. I reached the innerness of her mouth, as we trembled in an intense sexual desire, she removed my top shirt and pushed me with force which caused me to plunge on our bed. While I am attached on our cottony bed, she closed the window, as curtain falls from its rod, the entire room grew dimmer. The faint light hitting the walls made the ambience more enticing.

At the forepart of the bed, Marga takes off her cloth slowly. I can’t anymore hide the craving for her body, from where I am laying, my manhood begun to grow firm and erect. And to make the moment more arousing, I played an amorous music which resonate inside our room.

“I’ve been waiting for this moment to come, Aldous,” she whispered softly.

As the music starts, she swayed her body gracefully and gorgeously. It was so natural, all I can see in front was a godlike beauty. Even the Goddess, Aphrodite would feel envy to her allure. At last, Marga unveiled her nakedness, her firm breasts and thin waist. No Alpha king would not crave for this enchanting beauty. As she crept on the bed, I pulled her immediately, suckled her breasts as if I was a thirsty toddler. She shouted in heavily pleasure, with so much gentleness and passion, I put my manhood onto her feminine spot.

“You’re mine now Aldous... And I am all yours,” she murmured as I hardly pushed through against her.