"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
(Gwen pov)“Arh!” I cried sharply, holding my stomach as my body convulsed in raw pain that spread all over. “It's so painful, Kora, I can't help it.” I fell to my knees from the bed, shaking as Kora tried to comfort me, whispering soothing words in a voice that seemed like she was in distress with me.“I'm sorry, your highness, I don't know what could be the cause of this. What can I do?” She skimmed her eyes about frantically, grabbing the water on my bedstand to hand me after popping the cover. “Are you sure it's not your time of the month?”I wiped another batch of tears that fell down my face and gulped down the water ravenously. I didn't want to confide in her the reason for my pain. It has happened before. The very day I caught that slut sucking my mate’s dick. He was at it again. “I-I want to be alone, Kora.” I made to stand but the pain intensified with every move I made, as though he was fucking two women at once. I tried, I tried so hard to hold it in but the more I tried,
(Gwen pov)If there was anything I disliked about this palace, it was the staircase. It was as long as it was curved with a glossy surface that shadowed your steps. I guess when they built it, the spiralling shape was supposed to be the point of its beautification, but then in moments like this when I am hurrying to reach down with the amount of anger simmering through my blood, I felt nothing short of irritation towards the architect.At the last landing, I literally hopped down, followed by Abigail who was at my heels right from the room. Thankfully, she wasn't trying to hold me back nor did she stop me. "Good evening, your highness. Princess!" The butler rushed to open the dining hall doors for us, the guards standing there bowing their heads once we passed them. I slowed my pace as I stepped into the massive room, my red-rimmed eyes pinned at Ashton who sat at the head of the table with a broad paper perched in his hands-obviously the daily kingdom journals- as he returned my in
“Julian?” I called, surprised to see him seating down in one of the red-ploughed daises in the palace's massive elegant living room with his eyes taking me intently in as I ambled towards him in unmistakable shock. How is it possible that he came to be here? I reasoned, stalking closer with my right brow arched high on my forehead unable to hide my astonishment. He was still the same. Nothing new. Only this time his hair seem to have grown an extra inch from the last time I saw him. And also, he was still seating down rather than coming to engulf me in his familiar papaish hug that I have come to miss.And he wasn't talking. Just grinning.“What are you doing here?” I stopped directly in front of his splayed legs, happiness bobbing through my body at his very presence. To say I have missed him would be an understatement. And that was exactly what I told him.Still, he didn't say anything.“What is going on_”The great palatial doors swung open, gathering my attention at once as the w
"That was the driest sex I have ever had.” The mockery kept ringing through my head as I sat close to my mate next day at the meeting, watching as one of the Lycan Alphas contribute to something they were deliberating on which I was apparently not interested in.It is all I have been able to think of. My failure as a woman to please my husband. I thought that day I watched every teenage wolf in my pack shift while I couldn't was the greatest embarrassment of my life, but yesternight, till now, each time my wandering eyes met Ashton, I feel myself turning red all over again in afresh fluster.“Gwendolyn!”I blinked severally as I came to, looking about until I faced Ashton who was observing me as though expecting me to say something. Did he say something?I cleared my throat while I readjuested on the chair, striving to remain poised. “Y-yes?”He nodded towards the others and at this point I realized the entire room has gone quiet. That was when slowly I twisted to face the large men,
(Ashton pov)"Yes. Exactly like that, my little whore." I pumped steadily into her mouth, relishing every moment of watching her plump lips wrapped around my cock and struggling to please me. I see it in her eyes. In her actions. In every of her body movement. Since last night she hasn't been herself and I know why. It all amounted to what I said last night after our passionate lovemaking even if I didn't mean it. This she-wolf wasn't like any I have ever met. Not even the sly she-devil I was involved with in the past. This one had a lot of passion to give. She had love. It was there trying to suffocate my every move to break her. I had intentionally brought her to the meeting with me today because I knew the people were going to choke her with unconventional questions. I have been avoiding those questions myself and had used her as a shield. And forgive me, also as a means of further threatening her."Fuck!" I groaned as my release approached. I tightened my right hand on her hair
(Gwen pov)“Gwen?” I wavered, about to deliver a strong blow to the dummy in front of me, and sighed as I pivoted to face Abigail who just walked into the training ground.“Abby.” I lowered my hands by my side, striving to control my ragged breathe. “What are you doing here?”She shrugged, her two hands splayed out. “This is obviously a training ground.”“Oh...” I have gotten used to sneaking here for the past week to train alone that I almost forgot it wasn't just private property. They had a private one for the King and Queen but the last thing I needed was bumping into my mate, so I deliberately avoided there. “What's up?”“I should be asking you that.” She readied herself in front of another Wooster dummy, stretching her ankles which lengthened the black training slack she was on and tautened her round bum. “What's going on lately? You have been detached.”I nodded, suddenly losing interest in my training. Perhaps, I need to practice with a real person. “I am growing scared, Abby,