Chapter 4: The Lycan King

A loud moan escaped from her lips as she arced her back caused by the undeniably pleasure, I was giving her. A proud and satisfied grin formed into my lips.

I know she couldn’t think straight now. She’s been drowned by my kisses. My sinful hand travelled to her back down to her ass causing her to shiver in pleasure.

I captured her lips again. She immediately snakes her hand around my neck and pulled me even closer. Her nails dug into my back, like she was asking more.

I smirked and stopped kissing her. She looked at me in confusion. Before she can speak, I pushed her down the bed.

I pinned both of her hand against the bed, “You’re naughty, honey,” she said seductively. I just grinned, using my other hand, I teased her nipple. She groaned at what I did and closed her eyes tightly.

“Please…”

“Please what?” I asked her huskily. She half opened her eyes, like she was begging me.

“Touch me, please.” Well, gladly. I kissed her again and started caressing her breast. She moaned over and over again.

Her nails dug into my back as she tried to reach my hard length. I captured her hand to stop her, not so fast honey. She looked at me pleadingly, “Please, let me touch you.”

I grinned again and without any word, I flipped her over the bed. I smelled her nape but I felt like I was doused with cold water.

I can’t smell anything. Damn, I quickly let her go.

She looked at me, upset. She was about to say something but I cut her off.

“Leave.” I demanded.

She let out a sigh and said nothing. She got up the bed and leave. As soon she left, I covered my face, problematically.

I should know about this one. This won’t work. I let out a sigh again and stood up from the bed. I grabbed my shirt on the floor and wore it.

I was about to open the door when suddenly someone opened it first.  It was Claude, one of my Betas. Oh, what does he need this time? And why he’s not with his twin?

“Why?” I asked before he can talk.

“The royal witch is here now,” he said causing my brow to furrow. What? Oh, the royal witch that he mentioned a few days ago. I never believed in foretelling the destiny so I didn’t get a chance to meet the witch after I ascended the throne. But Claude persuaded me into giving it a try.

“Where is he?” I asked once again while wearing my pants.

“In your office,” He replied shortly. I see, “You’ll go first, I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

He just nodded and bowed before taking his leave.

"After your mate died, I see your power has weakened. Losing your mate had a big effect on you. Can you even make out different scents of werewolves now? " I shoot my gaze at him at once.

Only a limited number of people knew I was losing the ability to discern scents. It wouldn’t matter that much if...

He knew the answer instantly from my reactions, “You had lower chance of meeting your second chance mate because of that.”

What does he mean? Second chance mate? Do I have that? "What do you want to convey?" I asked him seriously.

He smiled, "What I mean, your Majesty is that there is a possibility that you have a second chance mate. I can see that." he politely replied.

I frowned. I didn't expect it. All I know is if you lose your mate, you will be a mate less Lycan. But my case seems to be different.

"Where can I find her?" I asked him while leaning back on my chair comfortably.

"I'm quite not sure, your Majesty. But what I'm sure of is that she's just here inside your kingdom," I raised an eyebrow.

"Are you bargaining for a better price by giving me incomplete details? You said you saw that I have a second chance mate. Then now you say you don't even know where she is? East? North? South? West? Or here in the mainland?"

"My knowledge is limited, Your Majesty. If I knew where she was, I would have told you. In fact, this is my only skill. I hope you understand," I nodded to what he said.

"I see. But can you give me more clues? Because if not, it's like I'm looking for a needle in an eternal void," He nodded.

"Sure, your Majesty. She is the only woman you can smell. You will know immediately that she is your second chance mate if your ability to smell will be activated."

That's quite likely obvious, but I'll take that one. "How big is the chance that I will find her?" I ask again.

"Honestly, the chance that you will find her is low. But I know that you can find her. You're the only one who can."

I just nodded and looked at my Beta. I signaled him to come closer. He immediately approached me, "What is it, your Majesty?" He asked.

"Do you think what he's saying is true?" I asked, pondering over it. He looked at me and then also looked at the Royal Witch in front of me. He nodded approvingly, "I think what he's saying makes sense. He wouldn't dare try his luck in front of your majesty, would he?"

I nodded. Alright, whoever lies to me shall be punished by death. "Alright, witch. You can leave now."

He nodded, "Yes, your majesty.”

As soon he left, Claude’s twin, Callister arrived. “Hey, am I late?” Obviously.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t say that,” His twin replied. Callister just grinned and sat down next to me.

“I know, Zavier. doesn’t care if I’m late or not, right Zavier?” I just rolled my eyes and stood up.

“Talk to my hand, Callister. You wandered outside again and bedded some random chick. You’re gross, Cal. I see a kiss mark on your neck,” he grinned even more.

“That’s not a big deal. I know you just bedded someone---” I looked at him seriously. “Just almost,” I corrected.

“Oh… okay, almost. What happened? The same reason?” I nodded. As always.

“That sucks. Anyway, Claude, one of your mistresses mistook me as you,” he told to his twin with a proud grin in his lips. Why he’s so proud about that? They were just exactly looked the same.

“Which one and when?” Claude asked him, his brow furrowed. Callister made his way towards his twin and sat next to him. He placed his arm on his twin’s shoulder and smirk.

“The one who named Beatrice, do you remember her? You used to date her,” Claude’s brow furrowed even more.

“I don’t remember someone who named Beatrice,” he denied. I smirked and leaned back on my chair.

“Let me remind you. You made out with her on your car and your girlfriend even saw you doing that so she broke up with you,” Claude’s lips formed an o-shape. I guess he remembered now.

“That’s her? I don’t remember at first but now I do.” Callister grinned even more. “See. You’re just like me, my dear brother,” Claude rolled his eyes and pushed his brother away.

“I’m not. I’m just a playboy, not a fuck boy,” Callister just shrugged his shoulder and stood up.

“That’s just the same. Anyway, can I leave now?” My brow furrowed. He’s late but he’s excusing himself? He’s really something else.

“Where are you going?” I seriously asked. He looked at me and grinned, “I’ll go and look for my lovely and future mate,” Claude and I cringed.  

“No, stay here. We need to do something,” I demanded. He groaned and sat down again.

“Okay fine. I’ll stay, it’s so boring here.” I just shook my head.

“Anyway, Zavier, I met the royal witch. What did he say to you?" He changed the topic. My face became serious.

"About me having a second chance mate," I answered. He was surprised by what I said, "Second chance mate?" He repeated it. I nodded in confirmation.

"I thought we only had one mate. That's quite unexpected but great news. Aren't you going to look for a breeder to carry your child?" Yeah, about that one. I'm not getting younger. I need someone to inherit my kingdom one day. 

“Should we call it off then?” The Betas awaited my answer.

After a while, I decided, "Not now. There’s higher chance of locating her in wolves with the Alpha or Beta’s blood. Keep going with it.” 

“We’ll send wolves to dispatch invitation letters to all packs at once."

"Alright. That aside, we return to our work," I announced. The two of them groaned.

I guess they thought they could rest from the work I gave them. I just shook my head and chuckled lowly.

Two days later, the royal witch came again with his new vision.

“Please remember that you need to be careful," I raised an eyebrow. What does he mean?

He smiled, "What I mean is that many unexpected things can happen. Some will shock you, and some you might already be expecting. Please start looking for your second chance mate as soon as possible," My forehead furrowed even more.

"Why? Is she in danger?" I asked "I need a precise answer, what does she look like?" He took a deep breath and shook his head.

"All I can give you is she's living in the southern part of the kingdom," he answered, finally pointing to a narrowed region.

Southern territory, I see. There are only six packs in that area. Should I take a visit there then?

“And?” I asked.

“You’ll find the answer when you’re there,” Fine, I, “Anything else, aside from she’s living in the southern territory, what else I should know?” I seriously asked him.

“Nothing else, your majesty.”

I nodded and dismissed him.

I remembered what the witch said the first time we had met. There was nothing special about him judging from his outfit. The man in his forties or fifties wore a shirt and a pair of jeans just like every average man does.

Nothing told that he was a man of magic power. But I was soon impressed because he knew what exactly happened to me after his used powers to activate his crystal ball. Obscure words floated around the ball and he learned my history in just a few minutes.