Orvyn's POVEverything about her happened so fast. Quickly, her arms were circling my neck, while she practically devoured the life out of my lips, like they were pieces of leftover bread tossed at dogs. She pushed me to the bed, lying on top of me, and moaning crazily between the kiss.She locked her fingers around mine and stretched me on the bed, dominating me. Her tongue parted my lips, making a cruel entry into my mouth. The moan deepened, as she wriggled over me.I lost control of my reins, mounted by a virgin princess with overcharged sexual energy. The citrusy flavor of her arousal swam into my nostrils. Without going under her, I could tell a river was flowing between her legs.What the hell?! She had no right to dominate me! She might possess a smashing body like Olive, but not her innocency and comportment. How can a virgin be so forward and ecstatic about her first sex?!The invasion was rough to a fault with slime of saliva smearing my face. Her tongue trailed the context
Olive's POVMother's hand on my shoulder was the only thing keeping me from falling apart. While the men and women partied into the night, I was freezing on the inside, dying for Orvyn's warmth. Princess Adelaide's moans flitting into my ears was upsetting my wolf. She snarled restively, and scolded me for giving up our mate like a cheap commodity.Queen Latifah resonated well with my predicament. For a whore who fought her way to the top, debarring all odds, she understood the pain that came with the separation from one's mate. My father might not have been the most faithful companion, a break in the mate bond came second after labour pains. As if it'd suppress the pain any lesser, I sat behind Orvyn during the commission of the marriage rites. Though, my ears clearly heard the exchange of their marital vows, I turned my eyes away from them. I couldn't bear watch Princess Adelaide kiss Orvyn. She made it a center of attention to humiliate me, taking on his lips in a way I'd never do
Olive's POVI ran to where Orvyn lay and lifted his trunk on my lap. "Orvyn, can you hear me?" I cried, smoothing the black silky fur on his forehead. His hand clasped his chest. He was in pain. "Orvyn, it's me, Olive. Please, say something. Open your eyes."Through teary eyes, I glared spitefully at the scared princess. They sat at the edge of the bed, holding each other. Queen Latifah had covered her with a fur coat, an arm tucked around her shoulder.A vein of jealousy bulged in my temples. I wanted mother to hold my hands too. I needed her. The princess was indeed shaken up that she trembled in mother's arms, still, I didn't give a damn. My temper was rising with every heart beat. "What did you do?" I rumbled."What we should be asking now is why Alpha Orvyn is a Lycan." Alpha Vladim chimed. "Has he always been a Lycan and know one knew anything about it?" He cast an accusatory look at Conrad and I."We are much in the dark as you are," I corrected. "I've seen him shift, and it's
Olive's POVNinety-nine percent of the time, I was half myself. Turning towards Orvyn, I hunched down beside him, paying deafness to the gushes of the Ulfrics, and the regretful cries from their stubborn Alpha.Serves him right.I palmed his chest, and immediately, I was transported to a different dimension. The sky was gloomy and bloody red. Everything was at a standstill, including the sea on which I stood. It's a wonder I stood afloat. "Orvyn, where are you?" I muttered, spinning about to catch a glimpse of Orvyn, or anything that looked like him.I saw him. Miles away, knees deep into the sea, The Mutes, conjoined as one, tormented him with their hand clasped around his jugular. He tried to fight his way out of their grip, but like before, he was no match for them."If he dies here, he dies in real life," a voice in my head noted aloud. "Hurry."Not again. Clenching my fist, the energy saturated me. I felt the presence of my predecessors, promising me aid, but for a limited time
Olive's POVI grunted awake on a soft bed with a splitting migraine. Using my powers against The Mutes drained me to the bottom, leaving a debilitating effect on my body. Damn! I can't feel my hands and feet. A hand looped through mine, which made me crack my lids open. The image of the person blurred at first sight, but I knew who the silhouette belonged to. Orvyn.I squeezed his hands, blinking rapidly. Several blinks more, and his profile came into focus. My lips curled into a weak smile. "You got up before me," I croaked. I dragged the words out of my voice box. "How long have I been out.""Just a day longer than mine." He got up from the chair beside the bed and took a spot on the bed beside me, brushing his knuckles on my cheek. I closed my eyes, daring myself to get used to him again. I held his hand and printed a kiss on it. "Thank the gods you're alive."He pinned a couple of strands behind my ear, caressing my small face with his large hand. "Your mother asked us to let y
Cassian's POV"Fetch me more wine,'' I commanded. The young servant waiting on me scurried out of the room, as I drove my cock into a whore's cunt. Her fat butt bounced sassily on my cock, taking my length without hassles. I licked my lips, brows drawn together.What a fucking view!Standing across the bed, Alphonso nailed a whore to her knees, fucking the shit out of her throat. I give it to him, he's a damn good fucker.Today was all I had left to stake my claim on my merchandise; using Trisha's words. Her description of Rhoda was downright derogatory, but soon, she'd assume a new role. The men I sent to Storstrand were yet to arrive. Something was not right. They should have returned with the gold three days before now. Two days max, they should have arrived from Storstrand.Waiting drove me to the brink of insanity. I had to indulge myself in what I knew how to do best. Fucking and drinking, and more of the former.While fucking the whore, I engaged Alphonso in a discussion to d
Cassian's POV"That fucking slug!" I yelled, "He's no friend of mine!" I smashed the table in half, and hauled one of the chairs into the wall. The room fell into a thumping silence, pulses racing. The whores hugged each other on the bed, dripping with fear."Out, ladies." Alphonso ordered them.They hastily picked their clothes scattered around the bed, clutching them to their chest, scurring out of the room. Alphonso and I were dressed in matter of moments. He passed me my sword, awaiting my command."Lead the way!" I growled.The soldier bundled out of door, as I followed behind, sheathing my sword. Alphonso toed in my steps, on guard. Heads would roll...definitely not from my end."Lord Logan." I gritted inwardly. The sleazy old geezer had his pervy eyes on my Rhoda. Memories of the wager flashed into my head. He was red in the face, spitting raw venom coated in a promised comeback. Who would have thought he'd strike so fucking soon. And that, precisely. He knew I didn't have su
Cassian's POVThe splash of cold water on my body forced me awake. I drew in quick and short quivering breaths, shaking my head. My body was suspended with chains fastened to the stone walls of a dark dungeon, butt naked. Whether it was day or night, I couldn't fucking tell- except for the biting cold freezing me to death.My eyes were swollen and inflamed, credited to Lord Logan's men. They tortured me relentlessly, tearing flesh from my body, breaking bones and dislocating joints. I lost a lot of blood and fucking fainted.In my unconscious state, I had a nightmare. Calling it a nightmare was making light of what I fucking saw. I saw Alpha Kazamir slash my father's throat and raped my mother in my presence. I tried to save them from him, pounding the back of my fists against an invisible and unbreakable wall.I couldn't penetrate the wall. His powerful aura glued my feet to the ground. Through teary eyes, I watched him exert his will over my House, sitting on my throne, and command
Olive's POV"This is an outrage!" Archibald barked as the guards pulled him out of his house, together with his mate and son. "What is this about?" His angry eyes met Orvyn's frown. "I'm an elder of the Table. Why are you treating me like a criminal?!"Orvyn chose to remain silent, observing the situation keenly. Orvyn's turbulent emotions tugged at the mate bond, and I felt the urge to remind him I was here for him. He's angry someone in his pack- an elder at that- could abuse his kindness, choosing rather to betray him for my father.Conrad, Kent, Rufus, Walter, and a number of high ranking soldiers waited outside Archibald's house , while the guards ransacked every corner of his house to find any element of disloyalty that'd prove Alpha Cassian's story about the spy.I'm aware Archibald and Orvyn do not see eye to eye. He's Orvyn's major opposer during every council meeting, finding faults where none existed.Of course, anyone in Orvyn's place would nail the blame on Archibald. The
Cassian's POV"How long do I have to shout it to your fucking ears before you listen to me? Take me to your fucking Alpha, dummy!"I shouted, fuming behind the iron door. I knew the guard outside the door could fucking ear me. The nitwit chose to rather ignore me. There's no fucking time to waste loafing around. By now, preparations against the war should have begun. "Pipe down, man." For the first time since forever, the guard's reply came through the iron door. "My Alpha will come when he has your time. He's busy.""He's busy?!" I scoffed. Alpha Orvyn and Princess Olive are in the dark. They don't know what's coming, and they're not fucking ready to listen to me. "The only thing he should be busy about now is how to defend his House from the coming war!"Damnit! We're all going to die. Groaning, I channeled my frustrations to my fists and hauled it against the stone wall beside the door. The crunching sound of my knuckles against the hard surface reached my ears. A broke a bone or
Olive's POV I landed before the wall with a thud, causing the mud to absorb my boots. Albeit, my eyes remained on my target, unmoving. He and the girl were on their knees between four arm Vagamor soldiers with their hands tied behind their backs. The fucker suffered a split lower lip. Blood trickled out of his left temple, running down his hairy chin.Last time I saw him, he was clean shaven. Not that I cared about his appearance, though.I had a right to examine my kill.Bad blood is bad blood.My gaze shifted briefly to the terrified girl beside him. She'd sustained minimal injuries compared to the dickhead. Her jaws dropped to the ground as her eyes widened in awe and fear, seeing me in full power.Alpha Cassian and the men had the same expression on their faces, although they tried to act tough.I jumped out of the mud stylishly, landing on a more solid ground few meters before them, eyes darkened with rage. I closed my eyes and allowed my powers take total control. I knotted
Olive's POVI was warped into oblivion before the guard ended his message. The room inexplicably became suffocating for me to breath in. My worn nerves came alive with an impossible strength; an unearthly surreal strength I was fast getting used to. See who came knocking right at the door.Fucking Alpha Dickhead Cassian.I saw white and my nostrils burned with rage, setting my entire system on fire as I recalled the hateful things he did to me. The contemptuous leer on his face when he ripped my clothes off me; the deplorable manner at which he parted my legs, cackling to his heart's content, while he pinned me to the bed with his hands on my wrists above my head. They all came rushing into my head in a barrage, fueling me with brute scorching rage.He violated me for hours, despite my agonizing pleas, squeezing the best out of my breasts . I begged him to reconsider until I felt something for him, but he only grew monstrous, turning def ears to all my cries.I thought of calling fa
Orvyn's POV "How is she?" I asked Emilia.She went round the bed in Olive's former room with a bowl of greenish concoctions in her hand. The same mixture she'd been feeding Queen Latifah for the past three days. Her face had totally healed from the pummeling Olive pelted on it, but she still lay unconscious.Olive and Princess Adelaide sat on either side of the bed, holding their mother's hand, physically distressed. Conrad and I stood side by side at the foot of the bed, comforting our mates when necessary in few words and subtle touches.She dropped the half-filled bowl on the nightstand beside the bed, heaving deeply, dark circles under her eyes. "She's a fighter. She'll come out of it when she wants to."Olive, who had understandably turned pale over the period turned to Emilia, "Are you trying to tell me you don't know when she'll open her eyes?" She climbed out of the bed and gripped Emilia's shoulder's, frightening the older woman. "Tell me, when will my mother be fully healed
Cassian's POVSoon, I was in the courtyard, standing at a large round table. Alpha Kazamir and his fucking Beta were waiting for me, together with three other men.I folded my arms across my chest, looking from one brazen face to the other. My pulse did a thump, as I settled my gaze on Alpha Kazamir. His black orbs seemed to pry into my eyes. Drustian told him; a certainty I was damn sure of.What now? My head to the gallows?"Why did you send for me?" I asked conversationally, cloaking my fear. It'd be game over, standing few inches from him, fidgeting. If today is judgement day, let it come...quick."Isn't it enough?" He said, wearing a cold smirk.Yup, he knew. Drustian told him."Look, I don't care what you want to do to me. Just make it quick. I'm tired of being humiliated like a fucking Omega," I resigned fearlessly.Where the boldness was coming from mattered less to me. I held on to it, teeth clenched.A friend crossed his face as he exchanged puzzled glances with the men at
Cassian's POVTilting my head, I essayed a chuckle. "You're joking, right?"I forced myself to believe she was not suggesting what I feared it sounded like. A year with Alpha Kazamir had told me he was not the type to be double-crossed. I know what the fucker was capable of, and I know the penalty for betraying him- death; a gruesome, bloody, slow passing away of the spirit from the body.She sat up and grabbed my hand in hers. "Hear me out first, and I'll let you take the final decision. Whatever you decide, I'll respect it, but I want you to think about it carefully before giving me an answer."She's fucking serious. "Okay. What have you been thinking about?" I asked calmly, in spite of my thudding heart.She licked her lips and exhaled sharply. Those pouty lips of hers had a permanent say on me. I don't mind her going on her knees between my legs the hundredth time, moaning on my cock. "Think about it, ever since the beginning of your parley with Alpha Kazamir, he'd never been co
Cassian's POV"Fuck!" I exclaimed huskily, eyes shut, head thrown back in ecstacy.Rhoda bobbed her head back and forth on my cock, swirling her tongue along the crown of my cock. She held the base of my cock with both hands, massaging my balls with her slender hands. Saliva slathered her fingers, adding an extra flavor of pleasure to the intimacy.Damnit! She's good with this thing.I weaved my hands into her scalp and pushed myself into her throat. She opened her jaws wider and braced her hands on my waist, her fingers digging into my butt.Sweat glistened on her body and I took a moment to admire how pretty she looked. "I can't stop wanting you," I groaned. "How can you be so fucking perfect? Are you even human?!"She looked up at me, smiling mischievously. When I thought I'd seen her at her best, she stood to her feet and pushed me to the bed with one finger.I fell back on the bed, meeting the lean smirk on her small lips. She climbed the bed and straddled her legs over my cock,
Olive's POVEvery evening had me sweating hard, hitting a dummy or doing some rigorous exercises. Quoting mother verbatim, she made me to understand that 'To whom much is bestowed, much is sacrificed.' True to her word, she showed no mercy.I thought Princess Adelaide was being hard on me, but mother topped the leaderboard as the most merciless trainer in the realm.At first, we began with push-ups, doing all available variations. My worst nightmare came to pass when she made me do knuckle push-ups. I was this close to losing it. The eyes watching us restrained me from shedding tears.Fuck!Whoever invented this damn exercise did it to shame the hell out of me.Other than the stress it caused on my chest and shoulder blades, it darkened my fingers and made my once pretty fingers ugly slender twigs. Although Orvyn never minded, in fact, he kisses them every night before we make out in bed, yet, the sight of my hands upset me. 'It strengthens your core and gives you more power to strik