It was Saturday morning and I couldn’t wake up fast due to the intense cold weather. Normally, I would have woken up earlier and left the room for my newly acquired habit; running, after tossing and turning throughout the night as my mate hardly acknowledged me whenever he came into the bedroom.These days, he comes in very late in the night when he thinks I am deeply asleep and then very early, he will leave the room when he thinks I am still asleep. Unknown to him, I was very much aware of every one of his movements, enduring it in agony and wishing most times that I could give in to my natural instinct and touch him. Most times I even wake up in the middle of the night and just stare at him in abject longing, my heart breaking at having something so precious, yet, suffering in loneliness.“Your highness,” I flipped my eyes towards the bedside where Kora stood smiling down at me. Forcefully. I didn't even hear her enter the room. “What?” I sat up from the bed and tossed the covers
AshtonAfter a long day of meeting with the men from Asia to negotiate for a new batch of Arabian Strikers, I was worn out and mentally stressed.It hasn't been easy these past few days and right now, all that my body desires is a woman's touch. The delicate care of a woman's tender attention. I groaned, my right hand instinctively finding it's way to my crotch to rub mildly as the cold water splashed angrily from the shower host. As I shut my eyes without meaning to, the first person that crossed my mind was her.My mate. Gwendolyn. I snapped my eyes open, grunting in displeasure. Damn her! Damn that cursed creature for coming into my life to suddenly cause chaos where there used to be none. I used to be happier with my life. Alone. Without having to desire anyone in particular but the willing warmth of any woman my cock finds wet at the point of penetration."Arh!" I sighed, throwing my head back as a sweet hot sensation hit my nether nerves, and I increased the pace of my stroke,
Gwendolyn As the pain stopped I gradually stood from the ground with my eyes still on the woman I caught fucking my mate. She stood there, haughty, a strip of guilt not on her face. If anything, from the slight steep of her mouth to the side, I could see she felt victorious.It was the same woman from the other day. My mate's mistress."He is married to me," was the first thing I said, balancing on my feet as anger rocked my body. I wanted to leap across and tear her to pieces. Shred her until the ground would be littered with the messy nuggets of her nothingness. But, I contained myself. "Why are you doing this?" I held back tears. Never cry in front of your subject, the former queen said. "He chose me, not you. ""Yet, he seeks my warmth,” she said proudly, taking a single step forward. I saw red. "He will always chose me, irrespective of marriage to you..." She dragged the marriage in mockery as a mocking smile spread across her flawless face. It pained me more because she was b
His hand came down hard on my ass, emitting a guttural noise from down my throat as I fought to restrain the pain that sizzled through my lower region and at the same time reframe from sighing in pleasure from enjoying every bit of what he was doing to me.Smack!"Arh!" I buckled forward, at the same time noticing how hard and huge his cock that was pressed behind me had grown. It was disturbing feeling him like that. "Ash_" Smack!"I told you it's 'your majesty' to you," he spat as his hand came down hard once again, and again until I felt my backside burn and by now I know it must be crimson. "Will you flout my rules next time?" He demanded hoarsely but I was too carried away to understand as my body ached severely and the point between my legs swarmed with so much need.Suddenly he stopped and moved away, releasing me and I sagged against the table in shameful defeat; bodily and mentally. I bit my lower lip hard to force back the tears that tried to escape my eyes but I couldn't no
Ashton pushed me off him so fast that I staggered forth but rapidly retained my composure and pivoted to glare at him in alarm. Is this the same man that had held me so tenderly just now, saying he was sorry for using his Lycan pheromone on me? Or did something posseses him that made him do that?His soft regard has slowly morphed into a dark scowl, his lips askew in disgust as he took me in. “Leave...” He brisked, nodding to the door.“What- what do you mean by_”“You heard him clearly, fuck off this room now.” The other girl snarled, stumping into the room, looking very angry. “You are such a shameless whore.”“Merit!” Ashton voice rang in the room. Cold. Commanding. “Stay out of this.” He reached me, grasped my hand and started yanking me towards the door. When he noticed the girl made to follow us, he paused at the door and whipped around to say, “stay here.”By the time we reached the foyer and was heading to the front door, I was yanking my hand, furious. I can't let him kick m
Ashton.I assumed going away was going to solve my problems. But it seemed wherever I go, my mate will always be there. If not physically, then she torments me mentally. Not to mention the natural torture from my wolf. Since the other day when I nearly fucked Merit and later used my pheromones to subdue her, Fangs has retreated. He no longer trust me or wants to speak with me.So, instead of the two weeks I intended to stay away, I woke up today and made up my mind to go back to the palace. Perhaps, to be intimate with my mate will bring back the trust of my wolf. He might be sassy as fuck and annoying many atimes, still, he is my best buddy and I can't be a proper Lycan King without him. "Don't you think we should stay some more?” Merit purred, pouting her plump lower lips. I spared her one look and succumbed to her charm of beauty to regard her closely. She was beautiful, no denying that. But she wasn't my mate. I just enjoy using her as a distraction. And to make my mate jealous,
"Pervert!" I screamed, grasping my robe on the bed to swiftly wrap around me. I glared at Ashton who was still standing by the door quietly, his face seemingly clouded with an intense emotion I couldn't decipher. For the first time. I knew why he was here, and I was ready for him. As fast as-as if it didn't happen, his expression normalized and he fully came into the room in giant strides and lurked in from of me. His eyes narrowed, his mouth shifting in a snarl as he calmly demanded, "you call me a pervert for seeing what rightfully belongs to me?"I eyed him and crossed my arms over my chest. "I don't belong to you, Ashton. At least not yet." I shifted back, hitting the table behind me. He was looking at me intently, his glossy eyes penetrating my being as if he was seeing through the thick woollen robe around my body into my soul. Then his Adam apple moved and the sound of his gnashing teeth reached me. "I see you are growing wild, little wolf.""Ashton, I don't want any trouble
"Abby?” I acknowledged cheerfully as she walked into the room and shut the door, all smiles.I was conflicted. The last time I saw her was the day the former Queen left the palace. She said something about accompanying her to her new dwelling to help her adjust before she returned to join us. Plus, it wasn't like we were the best of friends. After all, like her brother, she despised werewolves. Albeit, I share a genuine smile and closed the distance between us, hesitating if to hug her or not. "Hey," I mouthed and before you know it, she engulfed me in a tight hug. "How have you been, Gwen?" She asked and as if a dam of tears was unscrewed, my arms tightened around her as my body shook of its own volition. Do not cry before your subject admonition be damned. "Shhhh," she stroked my back gently."I feel so lost, Abigail," I admitted, still trembling. "I feel like I-I ran away from one problem and plunged myself into yet a bigger problem." "It's okay..." "It's not..." I hiccuped. "Yo
GWENEpilogue (A year later.)"Oh, come on, Henry!" I screamed at the top of my lungs at my son, barreling down the staircase like a hellcat after him as he giggled innocently, unaware of the distress he was causing me."My Queen, let me get him." Kora was behind me, racing after us."Don't worry, Kora, I can do this."Just at the last staircase as I was almost rounding on him, out of nowhere, he was swept up from the ground. Increasing his baby chuckles. I think he was having fun out of my misery."I guess you have been naughty again," Tyler crooned to him. The young man unaware of the punishment waiting for him kept giggling mindlessly. I stopped to touch my forehead and let out a frustrated breath. I thought my husband was stubborn, but his child is ten times more. Tyler gave me a pitiful glance. "It's their time.""I guess I wasn't well prepared for this like I thought." I twisted to nod at Kora who in turn left immediately. Then I made my way down. "How's Abby and Caleb?""As fine
ASHTON"Good boy, Striker," I scratched my giant stallion by the flank as I made to leave his side, and with a single nod, matched in their direction of the backyard door to sneak back into the house. Today was the blasted ball organized by my mother and my nostrils were already overwhelmed with the disgusting smell of the different creatures that were flooding in from their disgusting Kingdoms. Yes, you heard me correctly. All thanks to my mother, she like my mate, ended up organizing another ball all in the name of peace. That was after convincing me to quench my taste for the blood of the sickening vampires and of course, agree to this if only I desire to see my wife again. Have I mentioned about the Tyler path?All these I had to approve of just to get Gwendolyn's attention. What could I do?I accepted, but hell knows none of them would see me at the damned ball! And by the goddess, I hope this works, if not, the bloody vampires would get twice the rage I was going to use to co
GWENWho said it was easy to let go? They were all damn liars! Bloody blasted liars who stooped so low to write for fame even though at the detriment of the truth.It was a mere fallacy. True love is destructive as it is healing. I discovered that the hard way. I thought I was going to forget. In one month. Two months. Or possibly three months. Damn it, I knew I won't forget, but somewhere in my heart, I hoped to be able to endure it. That my love for Ashton would fade away and slowly over time it would become just a figment of my past. Just like Julian. Yet, every day when I woke up, it was like yesterday. Nothing new. Instead, I grew lonelier and bitter. I just wanted to perish, however, even death seemed too far off to come to me. "Gwen, darling." A subtle knock sounded at the door followed by a soft shove. It was my mom. From the window I have been standing staring outside like I do every day, I looked in the direction of the brown oak, and back, quickly reaching up to dab
ASHTONFive months later...When I was a pup, Dad would often rouse me from sleep very early in the morning to walk miles, run, and do several things that would be considered abnormal for a pup of my age. Back then, I often looked forward to it with a grudgeful heart, wishing to be like every other pup who enjoyed their morning respite with no discomfort , all in the name of me being a future Lycan King.And my mother, she was the exact same if not stricter than my dad so I couldn't even look to her for salvation.After the death of my father which forced me to become King at an earlier age, I came to appreciate everything he did for me, and even more so, my mother for her hardhandedness. But today, I could wholeheartedly say that in all those training, if there was one aspect they never prepared me for, it was the emptiness, the big hole, the depression in our heart that was created when we lost a loved one.The harsh blow dealt on us by love."My decision is final," My voice carried
GWEN"She will be alright, Sal." Was the first thing I heard in my head before gradually, my environment registered. I didn't open my eyes immediately not because I didn't want to as I could hear the succinct fear in my father's voice as he reassured my mother of someone going to be alright, but I couldn't as a result of the bright light focused on my vision, causing my head to bang.Then, the next thing that occurred to me was that I was lying on a bed. I recalled vividly I had gone to the woods to clear my head. I ran. I also recalled everything going dark. Abruptly, my lids snapped open followed by a loud wince."Gwen!" My mother careened, hurrying to my bedside. "You are awake."How did i get here? "Windows," I breathe, bristling when she caressed my upper arm in a motherly gesture. "Oh." Father went to shift the curtains and curb the light, leaving the room in a dimly lit state. He came to stand beside mother and they watched me like hawks."How did I get back?" My eyes were s
GWENI couldn't believe what I just heard. Ashton killed his ex? But...how? How is that even possible? I tried to wrap my head around it but the more I tried, I kept arriving at a dead end in my head. By now, my appetite was gone and like him, I found my hand frozen, my spoon lowering to my ceramic ware. Right at that point, even the white lights from the spiraling chandelier suddenly appeared dark and everything around me seemed to turn vile, my food inclusive, like a venom in my mouth.He killed a werewolf and yet he hated us and saw us as the problem. Meanwhile, we were the ones supposed to demonstrate such behavior towards him. We were the ones hurt. The ones wronged. Who killed their lover because they broke their heart? Is Ashton this much of a monster? How much of this man do I not know?"Unfuckenbelievable!" Charlotte cried out, slapping the gray napkin she had been using to wipe her hands roughly on the table as if the poor object was the present cause of her wrath. "You-wha
ASHTON"Where is Striker?" I asked as I approached the stables in the morning, an obscured smile hinting at the background of my face for obvious reasons. It had been so since last night. One would think I won the lottery from the manner my heartbeat was plummeting inside my chest.Just because of her.Love felt that way."He is feeding in the open field, your highness," Tyga said, pointing in the direction of the open plush meadow where a huge black stallion was bent feeding. These days, I no longer bothered to hide them. I wonder why my mother hadn't taken notice."Prepare him." I marched forward into the stables to check on the two other horses in there. I will be going to the big ranch to check out the rest later on, not that it was necessary, as I trusted Tyga. Merely for formality's sake. At the first house, a greyhound poked its nose in my palm, sniffing for treats, causing me to grin. I fed him one which he was fast to ravish and came back for more, I ignored him until I was d
**GWEN**"Show me how much," I moaned, my finger sinking into his scalp to drag him closer. I felt like I was drunk and still needed more wine. I couldn't get enough of him. Our lips clashed in a battle of prowess, each fighting for dominance while at the same time trying to showcase our frustration over the lost nights. I desired everything about this man down to his faults. His madness, his insecurities. My pussy got wet merely knowing he was jealous of seeing me with another man even as it frightened me. No one had ever wanted me this way. And it had to be him. The King of Lycans! It was enough to turn me on. "You have no idea what you have signed up for," he mumbled in a hoarse voice, grabbing my lap as he stood up from the sofa and the next thing, I was slapped against the wall. "Argh!" I cried out, but my words were cut short by his tongue that thrust deep down my throat, and back out, eliciting more moans from me and the need to match his attack. When his lips left mine, i
**GWEN**My mother's face dropped in worry and she hastily scooted closer and placed her left hand on mine, bringing my attention back to her. "Is this what you have been going through silently? Why didn't you tell me at once?""Because I didn't want you to worry, mother. What was I supposed to say? The Dr has different reasons why he thinks I can't bear children but I recalled him saying something about duplicate genetics which I interpreted to be that I don't have a wolf. But right now, I no longer know, Mother.""What does your husband have to say about this?"I shrugged depressively. "Nothing. He seemed to not care but I'm still worried. I want my own child. I want to be able to carry my own baby, Mother. Is that too much to ask from the goddess after all I've been through?" My voice quivered, unrepressed tears pouring down my face. Mother was fast to gather me in her arms and allowed me sob out my heart. "It's going to be okay, my child. Believe me, the goddess might already b