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Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Thirty
(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,
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Thirty-one
Smoking hot. Those were two words to use to describe the fella sitting across from us that evening at the giant dining table, directly opposite me.“So, Tyler, I and the entire pack welcome you to the palace,” Ashton proclaimed beside me, referring to the new guy. “Feel free. And what were you need, do well to reach out to the...queen here,” he nodded in my direction. “She will provide you with it.”I smiled as the shining obsidian eyes of Tyler-the new guy- flashed at me. I could swear I detected something mischievous in there. Or maybe, it was my beclouded mind that saw it. My beclouded lonely mind. Ashton's hand landed on mine on the table and I shivered, and hastily regained myself, looking up at him. He was smiling down at me, but it was only in his eyes. At a closer look, you will discover there was no truth in them. It wasn't from the soul. “As it's expected of the Queen, you are to show your acceptance before the humble men of this table, that you accept our new guest into th
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Thirty-two
“Ashton?” I exclaimed as I was roughly awoken by my growling mate, his long canines pointy as he scowled at me. Even in the darkness the distinct lethal spark shooting through his now ethereal orbs doesn't escape me. I looked around the bed in confusion. What did I do now?“Come here!” He commanded as he wandered to the black dais by the hearth to fall plush on and wagged me to him. I looked back as if expecting someone else to emerge from behind me but when I faced him again, he was still fixed on me, his head down in a predatory manner.I gulped down heavily. Did I do or say something in my sleep?“Don't waste my time, woman!” He lashed out at me, sitting up from the chair with his two hands by the armrest. I cowered and scurried off the bed to the edge to go to him. “On your knees.” He brisked, his eyes not faltering from me. “Don't make me say it again.”I opened my mouth to say something. Anything. Raking my head to recollect what happened before I went to sleep or during it. Of
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Thirty-three
(Ashton pov)Gwendolyn was like an open book. She was so predictable that I could easily infuriate her without trying so hard.And that was something I triumphed over doing. I enjoyed seeing her humiliated. Watching her left speechless, and those chubby cheeks stain with a deep shade of red in embarrassment each time she is caught off-guard.But, today at dinner my plan didn't seem to go as I intended. I intentionally ignore telling her about the traditional acceptance speech offered to any new guest that came into the pack, especially the palace. Because just like every other time, I wanted to reveal how inadequate she was as my Queen to the public.Just to see her break.However, it crashed back into my face. Much to my distaste. It appeared someone had informed her about the ritual and that someone I suspect to be my sister. Only her could ruin my plans. And to add to my anger at a failed plan, I caught her blushing to something the guest said.It dealt a blow at me. Reminded me of
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Thirty-four
(Gwen pov)I glanced outside at the dissipating morning fog through the giant pillars supporting the palace walls, as I hurried down the hallway leading to the room of our guest: Tyler.Every part of my body ached from the tremendous adventure of last night. An adventure Ashton intended to use to punish me which unknown to him, I revelled in. Up til now, I can't tell what possessed him last night as he had left as soon as he cummed in me. And when I woke up this morning, the side of his bed was cold and desolate as if he was never there last night. But the dull tremor between my legs proved otherwise. I decided instead to reflect on what I am going to say to Tyler when I meet him. 'Hy, Tyler, I hope you are settling in fine?"No.'Hy, Tyler, I see you are settling in nicely, it is breakfast.' eww.‘Hy, Tyler, you look hot as hell this morning.” As if. I suck at being Queen. This is a simple thing that came naturally to someone who was gifted to be Queen but here I am sweating it up.
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Thirty-five
“Hurry up, Gwen, we are already late.” Abby howled from outside as Kora finished wrapping my hair in a tight neat chignon bun at the top of my head where she finally secured it with a fine peacock pin. I twisted my hair from side to side with an agreeable smile and nodded at her. “Thank you.” I stood up and patted the fine emerald green gown that Kora provided for me this evening. It was soft against my skin and hardly puckiah as many other gowns I've worn. “Sorry, Abby. I'm done here.” I picked up my small purse from the bed and walked to the door to meet her. “Kora, let me know when the others return.”“Yes, your highness.” I closed the door.“You took the entire day.” Whined Abby, looking beautiful in her symbolic olive girdle wear that adorned her curvy body. Sometimes I envy her ethereal beauty. Made me look plain and insignificant. But, I liked her. “Sorry, I was carried away in the shower.”“Hmmnn.”Truly I was. Today was one hell of the saddest day of my life. After what happ
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Thirty-six
When we arrived at the palace that evening, I felt better to an extent. I don't know why. Perhaps, because I had spared the goddess another moment of hope by unburdening my heart to her at the temple, or because of the presence of Ashton. Albeit, by the time I entered our chamber, I fell on the lounge by the hearth and gobbled the spring water shared by the priest, while I stared into the crackling fire blankly. There was a slight knock and when I answered, looking back, Kora entered, bearing a bundle in her hand."Kora?" I twisted fully, with my brows arched. I didn't know she did laundry on Thursdays too. She said it was only on Fridays, unless on emergencies which were rare. "What's that?""The new guy," She handed the bundle to me. "He said I should give it to you."I was even more astounded. "Tyler?""Yes." She shifted on her feet, her hands in front of her as she, like I observed the package. I unfolded it gradually to reveal a small box inside the bundle which I further unboxe
Lycan King’s nemesis Chapter Thirty-seven
"Hey, Big Wolf!" Tyler hollered, taking a step close to Ashton whose brows were now furrowed in confusion. He skidded them from me to Tyler and back."What are you two doing here?" He asked as if it wasn't obvious.I rolled my eyes and twisted to continue my initial quest, not still in the mood for his grumpy behaviour. "Well," Tyler might have decided to tame the tense atmosphere. "We are training." I saw his hand skip from him to me. "I met her here.""No one is permitted to train with the Queen except me. Unless I asked one of her guards to watch.""Okay..." Tyler was bouncing in his foot now. I stopped tackling the dummy in front of me, my throat beginning to burn from dehydration. Why can't I train today in peace? "I will leave then.""That won't be necessary," I intervened. "I will leave instead." I looked around as if looking for something, still trying to avoid looking at Ashton. Or Tyler. Both men were simply two sinful creatures from the depth of hell and could easily burn m
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