Roman’s POV
Composing myself after Salma left took me a minute. I had a long day ahead of me – there has been much to do. Rouge attacks on some of the packs were intensifying, but there was something strange about them. We could not pin point what exactly was going on, but I had my suspicions that other supernatural’s were involved. Rogue attacks normally were not organized – these activities were very well organized and injured or killed some of the seasoned warriors. I had to up our assistance from my own military forces and in some cases even seek assistance from the Lycan King. I did not like doing that, but packs, women and children were at stake and I was not going to lose them simply because of my pride. I could be an idiot, but lives of innocents were more important than my ego. I mind-linked one of my Generals to get the status update.. We were about to overtake the Blue Moon pack, and I needed a status update.. Their Alpha has become increasingly ruthless, even for our kind. I did not like him abusing young pups and single women. I understood, as any wolf that he needed his pleasures, I was no saint in that department either - but he had a fated mate – had a family. It is a huge issue for a wolf to cheat on his mate, which he did continuously, despite being warned by me, by the council, even by Lycans. His escapades were dangerous, and reckless, including human ones. Even more concerning was the fact that his exploits became younger and younger and reports of him having sex with underage girls were disturbing me and everybody who heard them. The girls did not even shift, their bodies unable to sustain an Alpha werewolf - and some were found dead – dumped outside his borders.. This was disturbing and gloomy, and was pissing me off.. I needed to think of something else..
Kissing Dragana crossed my mind again, and my cock started twitching.. I guess even whore like Salma cannot make it go away, I thought.. I needed a mate…The Kingdom needed a Luna. I needed successors. My wolf needed his mate – he was getting weaker from the lack of partner, from the lack of strong she-wolf, his Queen. I was starting to get desperate for Dragana to find her, as I have spent close to a decade looking with no success.. Goddess has been quiet on this, no matter how often I prayed and pleaded and all I could hope for is that she was still out there somewhere. Alternatively, somehow, my mate was dead, and I would have to find a chosen mate. Either way, I needed an heir. Clock was ticking as there were those who started to challenge my rule and succession. We were built to sustain the pack and Alpha King with no heir or a Queen Luna, meant no future for the packs.
“General Kamir, I mind linked him.. what of the Gray Moon forces in the north? Gray Moon was another pack we were ready to overtake – they mismanaged literally everything and although Alpha was not a bad man, he was completely incompetent. So much so, he nearly exposed our existence to the human world. Are they ready to surrender”, I asked.. “My Lord, he said.. They want to negotiate.. And, errr… my Lord.”. WHAT, I said impatiently.. “Alpha’s daughter.. she .. my Lord”… “Again, what Kamir??”. “What does she want??”.I was growing impatient.. “She said she wanted to meet you to negotiate.. Her father is gravely injured and they do not have a male heir”… “Fine, I said.. Bring her tomorrow, I will her hear side.. Does not mean, they will not join us one way or the other”, I said, cutting off the mind link.. If this little she-wolf thinks she can “negotiate” with me, first she’d had something to offer, and I could get laid all by myself, I thought impatiently.. My thoughts again went to Dragana, only to be interrupted again.
“Alpha King, said Art though mind-link.. Lady Jasmine.. she is here, and actually on her way to you. I could not stop her Alpha, Art said frustrated”. Just great.. just fucking great, I thought to myself.. This day was going to hell in the handbasket. I really did not want to deal with Lycans, least of all their princess. Besides, what did she want now??? The taxes have been sent, training of our warriors at Lycan camps has been progressing nicely, we had paid for extra protections and support handsomely. What does she want?
Everybody in the Kingdom knew of Lycan King’s favorite child – Lady Jasmine. The stories of her origins were clouded and there were many rumors. We all knew she was adopted though – not his real blood, however, we also knew that she was his heir. A future Lycan Queen. King had gone through great lengths to ensure this – normally our customs dictate that the heir must be a blood born child – that of a fated or a chosen mate. Nobody existed to King Malakai, not even his born sons or his born daughters – he had a few. They were obviously none too happy about it, but they were also not on par with Lady Jasmine. Fierce as she was beautiful, her name was a terror in anybody who dared crossed the King or even think of it. She was loyal to a fault. You wanted Jasmine as your friend – everybody knew that. And you most definitely did not want her as a foe. She could be extremely cruel too – or so I heard. The legend has it that somebody tried to poison the King – hundreds of years ago – in fact
Dragana POVAfter my events in the bathtub, I realized I had to come up with the plan to find Alpha King his mate, as quickly as possible.. The situation I was in was no longer sustainable. I could not go living like this – and I most definitely could not allow him to capture me as his breeder. Despite my obvious reaction and attraction to Roman, I rationalized that it was fantasy and my biological body response .As a virgin, untouched by a man, it was not unnatural that after 25 years of celibacy a man’s touch could get me excited or that I would seek to masturbate and envision things I rationalized. Reality was and is that I did not want to be used and treated as trash or a breeder by anyone. The reality was that Roman needed an heir which only left me with the one option – find his mate find him his fated Queen Luna and be done with it. You have a little girl’s crush I said to myself, and you are a lonely, horny little girl, I said to myself. “Are you sure of that?” the voice said
Roman’s POVSmug look on her face, her eyes glued on me like needless told me I needed to be very, very careful in how I answer.. “I know everything about Dragana.. she has been here for over 10 years, she has grown up in the pack” I said tactfully. I was not going to reveal any of my desires or feelings to Jasmine – Lycan Princess or not… Plus I was going to keep as much of my cards close to my chest – it sounded as if she knew something and perhaps playing it cool with her, I could discover something in the process. Jasmine was much older then me, and as a Lycan Princess she had vast knowledge and various resources at her disposal. Coupled with the fact that she was centuries old, even though that was not visible, maybe this conversation can prove to be useful – maybe she can tell me something of value, I reasoned with myself. “Perhaps, Jasmine knows how to amplify Dragana’s powers, or help in some way to her seeing through the veil, perhaps we can get our mate that way” Caleb said
Coughing up I cursed the day I got to know King Malakai and Lady Jasmine. I was totally humiliated, and had to retain whatever semblance of my pride. “Silver Lycan is a fable, Lady Jasmine. I did not think that a creature as old as you would believe in children stories”, I said snickering and sipping the bourbon she poured from my drink cabinet.She was sitting back in her chair, her long legs crossed looking at me as if I were the stupidest person in the universe… “Tsss tssssk.. Alpha King, you have much to learn – you really can be an idiot”, she said exasperated.“This is the story set in a time way before your existence..” she started, looking at me in an expression I could not define…”Long time ago, in the Balkan mountains. You of course know the story of creation, and that of each of our species, of course. You know of your elder Lakota, she mused and ours, Queen Rowena”, she continued.. I simply nodded, my neck still hurting, looking at her.However, there is another story whi
Banging on my door was simply intensifying. Fresh from my dream of the white wolf and her family, I was little groggy. Somehow in my dream I managed to get dirty- this happened from time to time – I had some dirt on my feet… “Dragana, hurry up” Beta Art boomed continuously banging on the door.“Hold on, do not break my door – easy there Art”, I said, getting up and trying to put myself together… “Alpha King is demanding to see you again”.. On these words I literally froze.. I was not ready to see him just now, especially twice in one day.. “in his chambers again???” I asked, my voice slightly trembling.. “No, and please hurry. Also Dragana, we have a visitor, so please wear something more formal”.. Art retorted ..Oh just great, I thought to myself.. All I needed is a visitor where I had to pretend, be on some uppity meeting, especially after today. Today was confusing me in so many ways and I still have to come to terms with what all that was about with the Alpha King. For now, at le
His stone face told me he was pissed.. His aura was pulsating anger and all kinds of confusing emotions – fear, anxiety, intimidation.. I did not know what to make of the whole mix.. All of the day today was extremely strange. I did not need Alpha King to be pissed at me again, I did not need to be in the room with him after our encounter and after my tub. The thoughts of the tub escapades crossed my mind and I blushed – although I tried my best to control myself and now show much to him…“Perhaps this is for the best” he said getting up slowly, his voice with a strange, menacing undertone. “You have been useless in finding me a mate, despite your promises.. And with you gone, maybe I can focus and stop relying on somebody so pathetic and actually find me a mate worthy to be my Queen Luna”.. His words stung incredibly and I felt as if somebody grabbed my heard by iron fist. I did not think I deserved his vitriol, yet I was on the receiving end of it.. “He is upset with the Princess, h
Roman’s words hurt more than I thought. I realized that perhaps I cared for him also more then I was willing to admit. Putting myself together, I got out only to see Beta Art’s stoic face looking at me with unreadable expression. “Are you ok?” he asked, his eyes never leaving me..I simply nodded trying to keep whatever pride and dignity I had left. Werewolves had excellent sense of smell and hearing.. He had to have heard and known or perhaps guessed as to what transpired. The thought of Roman’s hot breath and his hands made me blush..“Alpha King Johnathan will be happy to see you”, he continued trying to maintain neutral conversation… “I can take you?”..“Fresh air will do me good.. I’ll walk through the forest by the south of the compound” I said.. Lake house is not far away”.. “Are you sure??”..his kind eyes were asking.. “Sun is setting – it maybe dangerous out there”..“Nobody dares come to Alpha King lands, you know that”, I said now laughing trying to brush of his concern and
Roman POVWhat an absolutely weird fucking day, I thought to myself .. The smell of fresh cut roses was still lingering when Dragana left.. She always smelled like that and I was yet to meet any other creature who had that freshness, yet opulence and sensuality of smell like her. Give it to father to create new set of blue balls I though.. Lady Jasmine certainly threw the wrench in my plans, without any consideration. She never told me she will be taking her. This was not part of the discussion – likely for purpose. She likely knew I would not agree to it willingly, and being put under the command of the Royal Lycan family – I had no choice. Had she broached the subject, perhaps I could have negotiated something. She indeed was a very shrewd woman – very dangerous one, I thought to myself. How will Dragana help me find a mate now that she will be gone? More importantly, how if I do not find a mate will I have an offspring if Dragana was not there. I was unaware of her full lineage unt