The time is 9:15 and in 15 more minutes the meeting will start. I sigh deeply and hope it all goes according to plan. This ultimate plan to become the Alpha King.
I check the surveillance cameras looking at the conference room and see that everyone else is on seat except for me but no one has the right to complain because for one, I am their leader and secondly, it's not time yet. I think of my captive upstairs and I smile. I change the camera feed and I see her sitting in the armchair by the window.Her eyes dart back and forth and it's obvious she's looking for a way to escape but in the back of her mind she cannot. For the singular reason that her mother is still in the dungeons below the house. But she'll never know that. Only Adam(my Beta) and I know where her mother is.I study her and smile at how she gnaws on her finger. She wraps her hand around her neck and breathes hard and it's not difficult to figure out what she's thinking about. She thinks I'll strangle her and she might be correct because of how infuriating she is. She gets up and goes into the bathroom.I switch the feed again and see her get undressed in the bathroom. She has such creamy skin it makes me hard. With full breast and a plumb butt, her small waist and her hourglass body she's every man's fantasy.She takes a quick shower and walks out of the bathroom butt naked, she walks gracefully yet with a slight limp as if she is injured into the walk in closet, seeing the clothes I specifically hand picked for her. A white g string and a white lacy bra are what she picks out and when she wears them she looks immaculate, just like how I envisioned. We lock eyes and my heat beat increases but then she takes her eyes away and I am not sure if she found the security camera.I hear footsteps and look up to see Adam, my beta. "I'm going to take a wild guess and bet my life that she's the one you're watching" he says and I lean back into my chair. "It could be Lisa" I shrug and he laughs. "You and I both know that Lisa is spending the night at her friend's house." he says and I just shake my head. "I don't like her" he says and I look up "Who? Lisa?" I ask him knowing fully well he didn't mean Lisa. "No that Lycan princess, it's absurd you would bring someone you do not know anything about into your house. It's out of character for you and I know it's for this Alpha King plan you came up with but can we just slow down a little. " he says and I sigh."We've been over this" I say and he nods."Yes we've been over this, you can't marry Lisa , because she doesn't have Lycan blood so please reduce what ever connection you have with that girl. For your own safety. I don't trust her one bit" Adam says and I nod. I glance at my watch again and I see that it is time. I change the feed , switch off the tablet , walk out of my office and into the conference room. I walk in and everyone stands in greeting. "Hello everyone" I say as I wave my hands at them and they sit down.Two guards move to the entrance , and with Adam my Beta standing behind me, I take the stand In front of the center shaped table."You called this meeting and I need to know why, there are currently no problems that I am aware of" I say and almost immediately my rival on the council raises his hand.I hide my laughter at his plain hatred for me and motion for him to speak up."We're tired of you as our leader and we want for you to step down. For someone else to take the stand and move us forward" Marcus says and I nod. He sits down and fold his hands across his chest feeling quite proud of himself. Such an idiot, I sigh."Any other person?'' I ask and next is Micheal."I don't have any problem with you being our leader but I just feel it's time for another alpha to take on the role and show us what he can do. That is all" he says and I nod again."Anybody else" I say and at this point the table grows quiet, surprised by my calm demeanor."I have the Lycan girl and we are getting married soon" I say after a pause and first there is utter silence, then there is an uproar."We don't believe you , show us , we don't trust you " echoes around the table just like I envisioned. I hit the gavel In front of me on the table and there is immediate silence."Am I that unbelievable? or am I that untrustworthy? " I bellow out and no one says a word. I laugh and leave the stand In front of the table to round it. Placing a hand on each of their shoulders as I walk by, I laugh menacingly."What a joke!. I go to another kingdom, just to bring to you the princess with Lycan blood and suddenly I'm not doing enough for you in this council? I have done so much for you, I am the one with so much blood on my hands and you're the one tired of my leadership?. No one has done as much as I have in leadership, in the history of this council not even our fucking father's. And I've not done enough, more than 50 kingdoms under our rule, taken by my cruelty. And I'm not enough for this council. What a cruel joke" I say"But I'll show you the Lycan princess " I add and motion to James, my beta to bring the girl. This was a foreseen event, I know these bastards like the back of my hand. James and I discussed this possiblity, the only thing that this whole event borders on is her willingness to cooperate.We all wait for Adam to show up with the girl. Of course just like he predicted, she doesn't come easy, she comes kicking and screaming."Get your hand off of me ,you square headed idiot" she screams.A few chuckles go round on the table and I can't help but laugh as well. He drags her inside and I am grateful that she's dressed properly. He looks at me and smirks knowing he had won that bet .True, she was cleaned up when I was watching her but I wondered what Adam must have done or said to make her wear this beautiful gown. I look at her and give her my most cruel smile, the moment I noticed she always goes quiet whenever she sees it. I walk to her and smile like a groom happy to see his bride"Darling" I call out to her and she opens her mouth to word-vomit but from this angle I see Adam dig his blade into her back and she closes her mouth. I stand in front of her and cup her face in my hands."Play along or your mother's heart will be on the menu this night " I whisper and I place a kiss on her lips. She sighs as I kiss her and I smile."This is a facade, no way in hell you both would be getting married " Marcus stands pointing and screaming."Not that it is any of your concern but still we are getting married and your character would determine whether or not you get to come to the wedding " she says and he gasps like a fish thrown out of water.I hear Adam chuckle and I draw her into my arms kissing her neck taking the opportunity to whisper "good girl".She blushes high up to the heavens and I chuckled surprisingly pleased."When is the wedding?" someone of Marcus's clique said and she makes a thinking face."We're still trying to pick a date but we will end our debate today, in bed " she says leaning into me smiling coyly. Damn this girl is a good actress and I smile ."Any more questions for this young bride?" i ask and there's total silence at the table. "Good" I say and then face my supposed bride"Hey honey go in" I say to her and she smiles " come quick " she says and leans up to give me a kiss on cheek whispering "I hate you".I chuckle and give her a kiss on her forehead. She turns and walks out with her head high. Adam follows her and I turn to the council."What's the next item on the list?" someone asks and I smile."Marriage" I say and smile cruelly."And after wards?" Micheal says."We'll have a Lycan offspring in our hands" I say and they smile.The meeting that was brought up to dethrone me ends with everyone pleased with me and I am frankly in a good mood. I walk to her room and turn the door knob and right there I find her seated in her armchair by the window. It was quickly becoming her favourite spot.She turns back with a smile and I watch as the smile fades from her face. The good mood i'm in deflates like a balloon."Who were you expecting? " I ask and she ignores me turning back to the window. I closed the door calmly holding in to the thin thread of sanity. This girl will be the death of me.I walked to where she sat , squat down in front of her and look up at her. I place both hands on her laps and squeeze tightly and I don't stop even when she starts wincing."Who were you waiting for?" I ask and she opens her mouth to reply when the door opens and the cook comes in. She gives the elderly lady the same smile I saw when I came in and I feel relief wash over me."Good evening Alpha Lucien" she says and I nod in reply to her greeting. She leaves the food and smiles at Natasha who equally returns the smile with hers. The cook bows again and then backs out silently. Natasha turns back to me with the look of disgust."Leave, I want to eat and eating with you here will ruin my digestion" I laugh out loud and kiss her forehead on the way up."Keep that fire, you'll need it.""I'll keep my fire, so it will burn you" I said to him and he chuckled. "What if you end up getting burned by it?" he asks me and I shake my head. "No never. It'll protect my mother and I " I say and he nods "You see the thing is, I was in a good mood to take you to see your mother, because of the perfect acting you displayed a few minutes ago but here we are with you still behaving like a little child." he says and tears come to my eyes. "Don't you dare lie, you threatened me with the life of my mother, you killed my father and you removed his head and his heart. I do not owe you anything " I say to him and he trails his hand up my arm and to my shoulder. Walks two of his fingers to the dip of my neck where my collar bones meet and he grabbed my neck holding on to it. "You owe me your life. that's what you owe me. Every drop of blood and water in your body. You soul and your spirit too. I own them because your father signed you off to me " he says tightening his hand around my throa
Maybe it was the body or maybe it was the baby blue eyes I don't know, but I couldn't stop thinking about Lucien's prisoner, Tyler that I met in the cell. It was so absurd how I wanted to go down there and free him , consequences be damned. I smiled sweetly and shake in shock as Lucien barges in. Dude has never taken a second to knock ever since I got here. He gives me his trade mark shark smile and advances on me. I scoot back in the bed and but he doesn't stop so I draw the covers up to my chin in an act of protection. He snatched the covers from my hands and pulled them off the bed totally tossing them in the corner and for once I'm grateful that I don't go to sleep naked. "What is going on ?" I ask and on the last word in my sentence, he grabs my ankle and drags my body closer to his . We're so close that I am looking into his eyes. He looks at me with pure lust and I look at him with pure hatred. He leans down to kiss me and I watch him watch me. He's poking the bear trying to
After the wedding I sat in my study with my head buried in the computer screen, surrounded by ancient tomes and flickering lights when Adam, my loyal Beta, entered the room. His face wore a stoic and cold expression, betraying the seriousness of the matter at hand. He approached me, his footsteps echoing softly in the quiet chamber."Alpha," Adam began, his voice steady and controlled, "I must speak to you about Natasha."I leaned back in my high-backed chair, my gaze fixed on Adam, waiting for him to continue. Her presence had stirred curiosity and intrigue among my pack, the effect of which might not be needed. Adam's words cut through the stillness of the room. "Alpha, I believe it is time to rid ourselves of Natasha. She is of no use to us, and her presence threatens our security, what do we do when she reveals to the council that the wedding today was nothing but a forced agreement that was made possible through blood and war?."I maintained my composure, my voice steady and meas
As Lucien's presence fades from the room it was getting pretty dark and the moon was starting to rise up the horizon, a wave of despair crashes over me, breaking the fragile dam that held my emotions at bay. Self-pity engulfs me, and tears stream down my cheeks, their salty trails marking the depths of my sorrow. How cruel fate can be, to force me into this union with the very man who took my father's life and presented me with his dead heart.My trembling hands reach up to wipe away the tears, but they offer no solace. The weight of my mother's captivity presses upon me, an ever-present reminder of the dark depths to which Lucien would sink. Locked away in the bowels of this mansion, she is a prisoner, just as I am.I pace the room, my steps fueled by desperation and a longing for escape. My gaze drifts to the locked windows, their iron bars serving as a cruel reminder of my confinement. Is there a way out? A glimmer of hope lingers, elusive yet persistent.In the midst of my turmoil
My heart races with a mixture of anticipation and dread as I endure this charade. I can't wait for the dinner to be over, to escape from their prying eyes and false laughter.Around me, the high-ranking members of their society revel in their privilege, oblivious to the weight that rests upon my shoulders. Their conversation drifts towards the topic that sickens me to my core—how many babies I could bear for their esteemed alpha, Lucien. They jest and guffaw, their words dripping with the grotesque notion of my purpose as a mere breeder and prisoner. “Can I leave now, my love” I yell out loud of frustration, Lucien simply gives his emotionless smile and glances at the food that has been placed before me all along. He leaned in towards me and said to my right ear with a whisper “I’ve watched you eat several times and I can say you’ve got a huge appetite, finish that and maybe you can run back to your little cage when you’re done here”. My pupils dilate at the revelation, so h
The doors swing open with a forceful gust, and as if stepping straight out of a nightmare, Lucien bursts into the room, his presence filling the space with an oppressive aura. His face is contorted into a malicious grin, an embodiment of his twisted desires. My heart lurches in my chest, a mixture of fear and defiance swirling within me.Dressed in simple yet commanding attire, Lucien’s choice of clothing speaks volumes about his character. He wears a sleek black shirt that hugs his form, emphasizing the underlying strength and power he exudes. The dark trousers that cling to his legs serve as a stark contrast to the lavish surroundings of the mansion, a reminder that he is a predator lurking in the shadows.His piercing gaze locks onto mine, sending a chill down my spine. There is a dangerous glint in his eyes, a hunger that cannot be sated by anything less than complete submission. With a cunning smile dancing upon his lips, he questions me, his voice laced with a sinister charm,
The building seems to have been abandoned if not for the creaking sounds of doors and windows that seemed like they were opened, three middle sized men jump out and and took to the forest behind the building, Adam and I chase after them as fast as we can and caught up in no time. Soon we all stand in a vast, open space with tall grass that sways in the wind. Adam and I stand facing three men who are glaring at us with hostility, their fists clenched and ready to strike. The tension in the air is palpable as you wait for the first move.In the midst of the battleground, I draw closer to the three men of the rival pack. The tension in the air is palpable as we prepare for the impending clash. The moonlight casts an eerie glow, illuminating the scene with an ethereal light.With my dagger firmly grasped in my hand, I feel the surge of power coursing through my veins. Each step I take brings me closer to the confrontation, and my senses sharpen in anticipation my eyes dart back as for
I stand alone in my room, my thoughts swirling with confusion and questions. Last night was supposed to be the night of forced wedding with Lucien , a night filled with anticipation and uncertainty I was preparing myself to fight him off when he comes to fulfil his duties, especially when the council men were so keen about making cubs for their pack But instead of fulfilling the expected role of a supposed husband, Lucien vanished from the house, leaving me bewildered, anxious and scared of the unknown.As I contemplate his absence, a flicker of movement catches my eye. Through the window, I see the very car that departed in the dead of night slowly making its way back into the compound. My heart skips a beat, curiosity mingling with apprehension as I try to make sense of this unexpected return.The car comes to a halt right in front of my window, and I catch my breath as Lucien and Adam step out. Their bodies are marred by splatters of crimson, blood staining their clothes and
We both stand panting in the middle of the forest, surrounded by broken trees and torn-up road. The air is charged with tension, and it's clear that neither of us is backing down. "You're a strong old man," I say, my voice tight. Raphael laughs, but there's a hint of bitterness in his laugh. "And you're a persistent young fella," he says. I can tell that he's getting tired, but so am I. This battle could go on for hours, and I'm not sure how much longer I can last.Raphael launches at me, his fist colliding with my face. I fly backwards, crashing into a tree. I try to stand up, but my body feels heavy and sluggish. My vision is blurry, and I can barely make out Raphael's figure through the haze. He walks towards me, his face cold and expressionless. I know he's about to deliver the final blow, and I can't do anything to stop him.As I stand there, resigned to my fate, I hear a voice calling my name. I try to focus, but my vision is still blurry. Then, I hear it again, and I realize it
I'm chasing the convoy of cars, and I manage to catch up to the last car in the line. I slash at the tires with my claws, and the car tumbles over onto its side. Five werewolves jump out, snarling and growling, their eyes glowing red with rage. They leap towards me, ready to fight. I stand my ground, ready to face them.As the werewolves charge towards me, I leap into action. I meet the first werewolf head-on, blocking its claws with my own. We clash together, our claws and teeth tearing at each other, snarling and snapping. I feel the other werewolves closing in, and I know I have to act fast. I twist away from the first werewolf, kicking it in the chest as I spin. I duck under the claws of the second werewolf, landing a punch to its gut. The third werewolf leaps at me, but I grab it by the throat and toss it aside.The fourth werewolf swipes at me with its claws, and I feel the skin on my arm tear. But I ignore the pain, focusing on my opponent. I grab the werewolf's arm and twist i
I try to push myself to my feet, but it's like my body has given up on me. I feel like I'm going to pass out, but then I feel a warm touch on my shoulders. "Lucien," a familiar voice says. I look up, and I see Natasha, standing over me. I'm surprised to see her here, but I'm also relieved. "What are you doing here?" I ask. "I can't just stay home while everyone else is fighting," she says, her eyes determined. "This is my mess too." Natasha helps me to my feet, and I feel a little better. Then she takes out a knife and slits her wrist, offering me the blood that flows from the wound. I know that drinking her blood will make me stronger, so I take a drop. But as soon as I do, the strength rushes through me so fast that I lose my balance and crash into the stone floor of the temple. It's a jarring blow, but I feel my strength returning. I look up at Natasha, and I see a determined look on her face. "We have to stop them," she says.Before I can even get to my feet, I'm kicked in the sid
After our first clash, Arturo raises his hands, his fingers glowing with power. He shouts "Let thunder be my guide!" and a bolt of lightning descends from the sky, heading straight for me. I leap out of the way just in time, the lightning striking the ground where I was standing a moment ago. I pounce on Arturo, my claws tearing into his chest. He staggers back, but then he laughs. "You're fast," he says, his eyes glittering. "But let's see if you can keep it up and if that was not a fluke."Arturo's power is incredible, his spells strong and fast. But my current strength is a match for him. I leap and dodge, the trees around us cracking and falling as our battle rages on. Leaves and twigs fly through the air, and the earth shudders with every blow we land. It's a fierce and deadly dance, and I can feel my strength waning. But I won't give up, not until the battle is won.I lunge at Arturo, aiming to take him down, but he's faster than I thought. He sidesteps my attack, and then his h
There's a shortcut to the temple, and I know it like the back of my hand. It's a winding path that few know about, and it's shrouded in mystery. As we run, our speed increases, until we're moving at the maximum speed that a werewolf can travel. The air rushes past us, and I feel like I could run forever. But there's no time for that now. We need to reach the temple before Aurora does.We're stopped in our tracks by a huge crack in the earth. It's as if an earthquake has split the land in two. I'm about to jump across when Sam appears, teleporting in a flash of light. "This is the advantage of being a witch," he says, a smug grin on his face. "I can just teleport across." I feel a surge of annoyance, but I know he's right. I grin, and I leap into the air with all the strength I have. I feel the wind rushing past me, and for a moment, I feel weightless. Then I land on the other side, my feet hitting the ground with a thud. Jacob is still on the other side, looking at me in disbelief.
“All I know is a Sarvic’s blood is enough to boost the spiritual power of any being and it’ll be extremely helpful in boosting the individual’s ability” mother said and in the twinkle of an eye, before I can even react Lucien slits my wrist open and there’s a cup in his hand, he takes my blood. As if that’s not enough he dashes at Jacob and forces a few drops into his mouth. He takes some for himself before stretching the rest to Sam, “drink up” a diabolical tone in his voice. Lucien’s too scary for me to actually believe he’s lovable.I hold my wrist, the pain searing through my body. My eyes are full of fury as I glare at Lucien. "Why did you do that?" I demand. "Why did you slit my wrist so that you could taste my blood?" Lucien stands before me, and he is the picture of calm. He seems unfazed by my anger, and it only fuels my rage. "Your blood is special, Natasha, according to your mother," he says. "It's powerful. I think I might need it for my plan to work." His words send a chi
A devious smile spreads across my face as a brilliant idea forms in my mind. I look around, taking in my companions: a single witch, a werewolf, and myself. "This will have to do," I say, my voice low and dangerous. Sam and Jacob exchange a wary glance, as if they can sense the dark thoughts churning in my mind. I can see the fear in their eyes, but I know they're with me to the end, not entirely sure about Sam though. I turn to Sam, an expectant look on my face. "Can you clone yourself?" I ask, hoping for a positive answer. His expression falters, and he shakes his head. "I can't," he says, sounding a little embarrassed. I feel a pang of guilt, knowing that I'm asking more of him than he's capable of. Suddenly, we hear a voice from the kitchen area, as if from a great distance. "Cloning spells are one of the easiest ancient spells a witch should know," it says, its tone full of knowledge and experience.We turn, and there's Alphana, Natasha's mother. She's an enigmatic figure, shrou
I stir from my sleep, a persistent knocking sound breaking through my slumber. I glance over at Natasha, who's sleeping peacefully, and decide to investigate the noise myself. I throw on a robe and head downstairs, my footsteps silent on the hardwood floor. I see Jacob, already on his way to answer the door. He stops in his tracks and bows low as I approach. "What is it?" I ask, my voice cold and commanding. Jacob shrugs, looking just as puzzled as I am. He opens the door, and my eyes remains the same for the lack of surprise surprise. Sam stands there, a sly grin on his face. I want to slap that smug expression right off his face, but I keep my cool, my expression stony. "What do you want?" I ask, my voice like ice. Sam chuckles, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Just wanted to pay a visit, Lucien," he says, his tone overly casual. I raise an eyebrow, unimpressed."Of course, I'm not here for a visit," Sam says, rolling his eyes. His expression turns serious, and he fixes me with a
I look at Natasha, Jacob, and her mother, who are all looking at me expectantly. "I'd like to tell you a story," I say, my voice calm and measured. "A story about how I came to be the man I am today." They all nod, leaning in to listen. I clear my throat, and begin. "I was born into a family of myth and power...""My father and mother were the rulers of a powerful pack of werewolves," I say. "They were the alpha and Luna, and their rule was unquestioned. But their power made them enemies, and one day, their own comrades turned against them. They were betrayed, and they were killed." I pause, my heart heavy at the memory. "My sister, Lauren, and I were banished from the pack. We were left to fend for ourselves, and we struggled to survive." I feel my anger rising, but I keep my voice even. "It was then that I vowed to never be weak again. "I turned away from all emotions and friendships," I continue. "I focused only on gaining power and strength. I worked hard, took risks, and did thi