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The Formidable Lycan King

Author: Annette's Pen
last update Last Updated: 2023-01-29 03:25:10

DARIUS POV

There, in the heart of faraway Washington, among the presence of witches, wizards, sorcerers, and werewolves, stood the vastly grandiose and imposing mansion that belonged to none other than...

Alpha Darius! The enigmatic Lycan King.

The entire mansion was indescribable, screaming so much magnificence and affluence like none other.

Everything smells like mint and money...

One could see their reflection anywhere they stepped.

Every piece of furniture and material was visibly adorned with diamonds.

Not just any diamonds, but pure diamonds, making the entire scenery and every corner of the castle glitter and shimmer in its splendor.

Every morning at sunrise, the radiant rays shone their flashes into the mansion, highlighting the jeweled interior and bestowing it with the mesmerizing beauty it deserved.

When nightfall arrived, the luxurious lights were turned on, adding to the mansion's glamour and elegance.

Alpha Darius' mansion was undeniably magnificent and gigantic, more extraordinary than any other mansion in the pack.

Hefty guards dressed in striking black suits surrounded the castle, leaving no room for any intruder or invader, as the castle was well guarded beyond doubt.

When speaking of the mansion's owner, the thirty-year-old Alpha Darius, every streak of head bowed in deep reverence to his name.

Alpha Darius, a top billionaire and Lycan heir to the throne, possessed massive conglomerates as well as hundreds of companies under his wing all over the world.

He was a ruthless and cold-hearted tyrant.

A soul who was unlikely to be messed with, and he had everything at his disposal.

A few people who knew him from his early days knew he wasn't this powerful.

Yes, he was the Lycan of his reputable pack house, ruling over his people and dishing orders to the Alpha King, but they knew he wasn't a dignitary with all these frigid traits to his reputation or massive wealth before, but...

Everything had changed overnight, and no one knew what had caused this sudden upheaval and increase in his massive wealth, one which he preferred.

After the tragedy that occurred to him some years ago, he changed for the worse, and he now reigned as a merciless beast.

Darius, on the other hand, was currently in his massive living room, one leg crossed over the other, his right hand clutched to the glass, gulping down the remnants of the intemperate wine in his grip.

His ocean-blue orbs frequently glanced at the massive standout clock, which was located on the west side of the doozy living room, anticipating something, but he would then drop his head in shame and focus on his drink.

The guards nearby could tell, and anyone who knew him could tell, that he was feeling rather tense.

His thick black brows flickered back to the displaying TV as he lowered the gleaming glass cup in his hand to the nearby portable table and back to the ticking clock, which read 6: 25pm.

It was nearly time...

“Fuck!” Deep within himself, he exclaimed, and with a swift movement, he sprang up abruptly, in all his dominating and insurmountable glory...

Apart from being feared and a billionaire, Alpha Darius was undeniably one of the most beautiful men ever created.

His looks were so smooth, and standing at a sturdy 6ft tall, with an accurate intricate sharp, edgy jawline, mesmerizing shade of ocean blue orbs that captivated anyone who beheld him, Darius was a live version of a Greek god.

With coaxing thick chest, which could tell how strong his vibrant abs were, his stark dark flaxen hair flopping lazily like brims over his face, Darius made use of his fingers to brush back the hair backwards.

Darius was well aware that his appearance exuded sexuality, and he made the most of it.

Any lucky young lady who happened to come across him vulnerably jumped to his powerful feet, wanting his enticing touch on them, and they always wanted to scream out his name in his inner chambers, though he did not indulge all of them.

Sighing slowly, Darius began to strut, gradually swerving towards the stairs as he progressed effortlessly.

He stepped on the stairs leading upwards to his room, and by the time he got inside... he could already see his red-haired maidens at work.

They had already prepared his bath, the bathroom curtains wide open, the scented rose and hibiscus fragrance filling the room, and he could see that they were patiently waiting for him.

"Master Darius." As he trudged in, the maids all stooped in reverence, bowing their heads in acknowledgement.

"You can all leave now. Call in Ralph!" He commanded, coldly ignoring their unharmed greetings as he conveyed a prompt order before proceeding to the restroom.

"Yes, Master!”

The maids shuddered and stammered a response in unison, terrified of his harsh voice and scurrying out of his room simultaneously.

Darius finished his warm bath in seconds or minutes, and as he stepped out of the bathroom, he came face to face with Ralph, who had bowed his head in respect in the centre of his room.

"Master!"

"You know what needs to be done; I'm not going to start reminding you of your responsibilities." Darius spat in a gruff voice as he strode towards Ralph, standing in front of him with a white towel wrapped around his waist and his manly hands on his midsection.

Darius knew Ralph could sense the power emanating from him, even though they were not looking at each other because his head was bowed to the marble floors.

He couldn't look him in the eyes because doing so was a death wish in and of itself.

"Master, I have accomplished what is needed to be done." Ralph replied, removing the hands he had used to massage Darius's waist, heaving intensely.

Nodding as his mind wandered somewhat strangely, Damien suddenly remembered something...

The season was here again.

The hazed season in which he got to choose the lucky girl from a group of red-blonde girls and then take the ones he'd go home with.

It had become something of a tradition for him, with red blonde-haired girls being specially nominated to grace his private suite.

He was a well-known customer in the auction ritual arena. As such, he received VIP treatment, as the ringleader made sure that his girls were exceptionally dressed up specifically for him to choose his taste.

Every year, the red-haired girls ritual was primarily forged for him to buy whomever he desired, and he couldn't go by without getting one of them.

He'd sometimes squander his wealth and fortune on the fairest ones, bringing them back to the mansion.

There was no way he wouldn’t return with at least one ginger-haired slave beauty, and this was a top priority for him...

Something he'd done since losing his mate to the cold hands of death.

'Eve, Fuck!' Darius exclaimed deep within himself, ruffling his hair as he was once again immersed in his thoughts, with memories of various kinds assailing him.

She was the love of his life, had been and still is.

He had loved and treasured her more than any other thing else ever since he had been born, and he had cherished and respected her like she was his whole existence.

But then, life had played a tough one on him, and she had died.

After her death, Darius became a ghost of himself.

Isolating himself for years, he despised everyone and everything.

Nothing could make him smile because his heart was shattered and irreparably damaged.

And, after years of mourning her death, he had reintroduced himself to the world, striving to become a figure to be feared and dreaded.

Her pretty smile flashed right into his eyes, and his heart squeezed… Damn it! She had been the best thing that had ever happened to him since he was a child.

Recalling her delicate features, Darius could remember that she was an extremely pretty red-blonde lady.

Yes, and that was why he craved only red-blonde girls when he pretended to be an average person in the auction ring.

Every year, this thing was a fucking remembrance and memory of his beloved mate.

He bought various red-blonde girls, eradicated or spun them into an intercourse plaything and his submissives, and once he was done with them, they would become his maids or, worse, his slaves.

"Did you convey pleasant flowers to the grave?" Darius asked, finally regaining his composure.

He was inquiring because today was Eve's death anniversary, and he wanted to ensure Ralph had done so.

Every year on this day, he made certain that beautiful flowers were delivered to her.

"Yes! Yes, Master." Ralph stated appropriately.

"Good. Get the cars ready; you may leave now as well." Darius said gruffly, and Ralph nodded and walked out of the room, bowing his head.

"And..." Darius said abruptly, as Ralph froze in his tracks and whirled quickly with a bow.

"Send in the maids once more." He ordered, turning to saunter towards the dressing mirror, and Ralph responded loudly before fleeing the room, "Yes, Master!"

Darius moved his icy gaze to the massive clock in the east corner of the room to check the time, and it was now... 7:59 pm.

Just a few minutes remaining...

After a brief knock, the maids hurried into the room, and on his command, they were allowed to enter.

Without further ado and without waiting for his instructions, they all began to dress him professionally in the outfit he had chosen for today.

They dressed him in an all-black suit, with no effort to make a mistake and all loose ends in place.

Darius stood unmoved as he stared coldly at his reflection in the mirror while he was being dressed; the maids clearly knew their jobs as they ensured he looked exceptional and intimidating, just like the figure he was portrayed as.

And even though he could see their trembling hands on him through the reflector, he didn't shake or recoil at their fear; instead, it fueled him more or was it the opposite...

He was becoming irritated as he silently observed the scene around him.

He had a sudden desire to stop them, bark at them, and tell them not to be afraid of him, but no...

He would let this insane thought pass him by today because it was an important day.

"Leave!" he growled, and the maids, unknowingly, gasped aloud as they bowed their heads without saying anything and then scampered out of the room.

Thank goodness they were already done, and after one final glance at the mirror reflector, he took two steps to the table and snatched his two phones from it before beginning to evacuate the room.

"...I'd be right there..." He said into the phone, seeing someone from the auction ring calling him, and then he started walking outside, towards the awaiting white smudged Limousines, which hefty guards flanked.

"Master!" They all bowed as he approached, and tucking one phone into his pocket pants, Darius clenched the other phone in his free hand.

Ralph was already outside, standing by his most private limousine, and Darius quickly pulled the door open by its black blemished handle, stepping inside before the door was completely shut.

The cars were started, and they were gradually steered out through the compound's bridle to their intended destination.

Darius stared at the bustling cities with the flashy lights being put on each building as the car rode past them throughout the distant, quiet ride.

His mind was blank as usual as his senses wandered off to the long trees, whose branches swayed like lovers and other parts of nature.

Darius had no idea how many minutes or seconds had passed. Still, soon they arrived at their destination as the massive building gate opened automatically, and they drove inside...

"Let's see what the breezy night has for me..."

He quickly pleated both hands inside his pocket pants and strode powerfully out of the car towards the indescribable and remarkable building, which was already crashing with electrifying music and bustling.

The night was still young.

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