3. Surrender

Myrene entered Logan's chamber.

A spacious and magnificent room with bright shades. The facilities were identical to those of her previous husbands, as the Queen showed no favoritism.

“Close the door!” Myrene ordered her bodyguard.

Upon closing the door, Myrene was pleased to see Logan groaning in the corner of the room, his gaze sharp and full of anger. If he could have, he would have cursed Myrene the moment she entered the room. Regrettably, he was unable to do so as his mouth was tightly covered with cloth.

Logan tugged at the chains binding his hands to the wall, but they held firm. Despite his efforts, the iron shackles proved unbreakable.

Myrene approached him and asked softly, “How are you?” She noticed Logan's struggle to break free. Logan's half-kneeling position made it even more difficult, causing him to growl in annoyance.

Myrene surveyed the mess around her, feeling as if she was on a broken ship.

"Don't blame me if I have to tie you up like this," she warned Logan, who was an Alpha. "You're too old to act irresponsibly."

Logan stared intensely, his breathing ragged. He turned his face away in anger when Myrene's soft hand touched his cheek.

Myrene traced Logan's muscular neck with her fingers, feeling the muscles tighten. Her touch traveled down his broad chest. Logan was only wearing the underwear left over from the throne room. Myrene made good use of that.

Logan rebelled even more as Myrene sensually touched his stomach. His hiss behind the cloth smothering his mouth grew louder and sharper.

Myrene chuckled, getting more and more excited about teasing him.

“Aren't you tired? Haven't you eaten anything since noon?” Logan refused, growling in response to Myrene's suggestion that they eat together. She smiled and removed the cloth gagging Logan's mouth.

“Get off me, damn it!” He cursed as soon as he could speak freely.

“Hey, didn't you promise to be loyal to me? How could you forget?" exclaimed Myrene, further enraging Logan.

"You lied to me! You promised to release my pack!" Logan hissed, clenching his fists. If his hands weren't bound, he would have attacked Myrene. To him, Myrene was not a woman, but a demon.

Myrene smirked. "Do you want me to kill them now? I can do it this very second."

Logan resisted. He fell silent at Myrene's words. His anger turned to worry. From the way Myrene led the battle, he was sure she was capable of anything, including killing. He was afraid to take a risk.

Myrene squeezed the hard nub between Logan's thighs, making him groan.

She presented him with a choice: obey and become her husband, or she would kill his people and force him to marry her.

Logan looked away, clenching his fists.

Myrene knew that Logan was too proud to admit defeat, but because she felt good, she let him go right then and there.

The iron shackles and chains were so strong that Myrene broke them with her bare hands. Logan widened his eyes at the woman's strength. Logan had expected Myrene to use a key to break the shackles, but she didn't.

Once freed, he felt the urge to rebel. He wasn't sure if he could obey someone else's orders, especially those of the Lycans who had conquered his pack.

Logan moved quickly and called his wolf to alert him. Zeger growled and quickly took control of Logan's body.

Myrene was stunned by Logan's transformation. In front of her stood a large, dark grey wolf with a few white spots and light grey eyes - a handsome creature. The wolf immediately attacked her. But Myrene managed to dart away.

Zeger was taken aback by Myrene's speed. His body almost collided with the wall, but he quickly grabbed the carpet and turned around. His sharp nails were poised to tear the woman apart. The look in his eyes conveyed a strong sense of determination.

"You're quite interesting, Logan," Myrene said, deftly dodging a few times.

Zeger was becoming agitated, barring his fangs and growling loudly as his anger peaked. He growled even louder upon seeing Myrene extend her claws from both hands.

The woman's hands became hairy and stocky with long, pointed claws. The sleeves of her dress were torn.

Zeger was cautious. He knew he was in poor condition after several days of intense battle. Although weak, he must not give up. His desire to win and defeat his enemy still burned within him. He prepared to lunge.

But suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

Zeger groaned as his body slammed hard into the wall once again. He struggled to keep up with Myrene's incredible speed. Even among the werewolves, he was the strongest.

Myrene swiftly attacked, sinking her claws into Zeger's neck without hesitation. She pinned him to the ground before he could retaliate, leaving him gasping for breath and on the brink of death.

“Do you surrender?” She asked. Myrene stated that her strength was superior to Zeger's, as she dug her claws deeper into his neck.

Zeger, unable to retaliate, gritted his teeth and grunted in agony.

“You win,” he conceded in a low, hoarse tone.

Zeger wanted Logan to take over, but he was surprised to feel pressure on his body. Logan had trouble taking over.

Myrene grinned and said, “I'm not letting you go until you're on your knees in front of me."

Zeger hissed fiercely as Myrene released her claws, causing blood to pour from the wolf's neck. On standby for a counterattack, she waited as Zeger lay exhausted beside her.

Myrene ordered him to kneel and recite his vows, which he reluctantly complied with.

"I am only loyal to Logan, my pack, whom I need to protect. I will never see you as my owner. I don't belong to anyone. But I promise I will not fight you," Zeger said.

Myrene was intrigued by Zeger's perseverance, even though the wolf knew she would probably kill them both. The werewolf pair was formidable.

Myrene's ability to control the wolf in a werewolf's body was unexpected, and Zeger felt the strange shackles on his body release as Logan regained control of his own body moments later.

Logan tried to stand up, feeling as though his body was being torn apart. His neck was injured.

Myrene remained calmly standing in the center of the room. Her hands transformed back into those of a woman with a soft, porcelain-like appearance.

"If you behave like this again, I will ensure you receive severe punishment. As my husband, you must prioritize my safety above your own life," warned Myrene.

Logan staggered to his feet, defeated and desperate. Despite hearing everything Myrene said, Logan just looked away. He still couldn't accept the woman's power over him as an Alpha.

"Tell me something," Myrene said, noticing Logan's silence.

Logan lowered his head half-heartedly. "I will not attack you again."

Myrene smiled and walked over, putting Logan on alert. “Let me clean your body.”