Still standing in the alleyway with Janice. Thinking over, how I should approach this. I know, I'm the last person he wants to talk to, but I need to set this plan in motion.
I contact Arlo through my mental sire link. "Bring me my phone" A few minutes pass. I assume he is trying to fight my call. Arlo walks towards us. "Took your time" Janice snips at him. Nothing, not a word. No witty comeback. Oh my Arlo. He hands me my phone and walks back to the club. "I will make it right. I promise you" I leave the message in his mind but get nothing back.
"Your cheeks are flushed?" Well no wonder. If you could see the text messages. The scripts the lycan king writes about what he wants to do to me. You would be too. Oh I see what she means now. I'm actually blushing, that's very human of me.
I quickly type 'come and get it' then take a selfie of myself in front on the club and send it to him. He's opened it. 3 dots. Then nothing. His highness has left me o
This feels wrong. I know why he is drawn to me. The alignment. My new path. I shimmy out of the embrace, or try to anyway. I'm irritatingly having a crisis of conscience. I am no better than Thorne, to manipulate these occurrences to my agenda.This Lycan King is just a pawn in a solestial game. These aren't his choices. This is not his path. He already has his, as Janice calls it 'Anam Cara'. They are expecting another child. I can't insert myself and explode their life to pieces. I don't know if I'd feel this way, without my increasingly annoying human transition."You can't trust me. I'm using you for my own agenda. I will admit, being in your arms is stiring things in me. I don’t really want to leave them but it's wrong. You are only drawn to me because the alignment is trying to bring balance. I have the free will to choose another, when I'm human. I will not choose one who is already claimed. One who's attention and affection, is only the result of the imbala
My eyes flutter open. I blink a few times to clear my vision. My senses are still sharp. I feel different. I feel powerful. I bring my hands to wipe my tired eyes. I feel a scrape along my forehead. I bring them from my eyes out infront of me.Claws, massive claws. I climb off of a bed I'm on. I look around the room frantically for a mirror. My legs wobble as I stand to my feet. I walk up to the mirror. Gasping at my reflection.My eyes are yellow. My hair is long and black, flowing down to the back of my knees. My skin looks more or less the same but glowy. I think I'm taller. I open my mouth and I'm horrified. I don't just have my fangs, but a mouth full of pointed sharp teeth. What happened to me, this is definitely not human. I look like a monster.The door opens and the lycan king walks in. "Magnificent" He says staring at my new image. "What did you do ?" I screech. He comes to me, still in amazement. "I don't know, my beast just knew to bit
I go back to the twins and Janice. "Thorne, thankfully hasn't changed. As far as I'm aware." Arlo's bouncing up and down. "What exactly are we, I feel great. I wanna fight something" He punches his brother in the arm and is swiftly punched back in the face."Hybrid, The lycan king bit me. Long story short, I woke up with horrible monster teeth" Janice looks deep in thought. "If Thorne was to change, he would have by now. Maybe it's just affecting all you've changed, your sires."That makes sense, I've only changed about 50. Most of which were my former personal guard. Not that I needed them, it was just for show. Alarich! Oh my god! "Dante call Alarich" He pulls out his phone.Pacing back and forth waiting for the call to end. Dante steps out back into the living room. "Alarich has changed, I explained the best I could and informed him how to change back. He said the same as Janice. It appears to just be the ones you've sired. Your former personal
I inform 'The Sqaud' as Arlo puts it. To meet me at the lycans house. Apparently, it's known as a pack house, I was annoyingly corrected. Who knew a Lycan king would slum it, and live as an ordinary pack wolf. I suppose he is an ordinary wolf now. Kind of, he is a Lycanthrope.All kings in the werewolf world are Lycanthropes. Stronger, larger and more humanoid beasts. That stand tall on two legs. They were the first of their kind. Originally known as Wulvers. I guess, that name didn't sound intimidating enough.Over time, non royal wulver genetic make up changed. Birthing the werewolfs we know today. Sleeker and more agile wolves. The Wulver/Lycan dynasty is the oldest on earth. They have kept their original forms.Janice is here, but there's no sign of the twins. I'm getting impatient. I've gathered all the wolves in to a large hall to address the plan. I've waited long enough. I look out to the crowd."You sense my aura, you sense my power
In the large common area of the so called pack house. The wolves are partying, playing pool and ping pong. Some are on arcade machines, whilst others drink and chat on sofas. Laughter and chatter fill the room. The atmosphere is happy and warm. They are like a big family.They certainly squabble like family, a couple of fights have had to be stopped. Vampires love a party too but I will admit, they are serious creatures. Politics and paperwork can be their party."The witch queen has agreed to join us. Reluctantly but still agreed. It seems the witch king is still infatuated by you. He's been sent on an envoy errand to keep him out of the way. The witch queen awaits your word". I nod at Janice "Thank you, any news on the boys?"Just then the door is thrown open and Arlo slides across the floor "Queenie we're baaaacckk" I jump up and rush over taking them in my arms "Dante, Arlo I'm pleased you've finally shown up, but tell me. What complications?"Arlo
Under nightfall we embarked on our way to the vampire realm. The plan is to meet the witch queen and her army at The Crossroads. "I'm on my way, from misery to happiness today" Arlo starts singing and the wolves chime in "Ah ha, ah ha, ah ha, ah ha" Arlo's in his element as the wolves seem to love a sing song. Great!"Why strike at night? The vamps will be at their strongest and we can't flush them out into the sun. Which would be an advantage" A high ranking wolf asks. "A couple of reasons. The first being, we don't know the affect the sun will have on us. I for one am not willing to sacrifice myself to test. Secondly, The serpentine forces have attacked during the day with the consumption of the queen's blood." The wolf accepts my reasoning with a smile and falls back in line.We approach The Crossroads. All eyes on the path to the witch realm. Waiting. "They should be here by now" Janice states. Restlessness breaks out among the wolves and they start in-fi
I'm running through the woods laughing, my long midnight blue gown flows behind me. He jumps out behind a tree and gives me a fright, but we both giggle. He grabs me, pulling me into hims arms"Caught you" His hand slides up my neck and caresses my face "Thorne, you startled me" I scold. "Do you want me to startle you?" He jests and kisses my neck. "Stop, we could be seen" I giggle again. "Let them look."He picks me up and my back falls against a tree. He's kissing me. He breaks away from my lips and starts kissing along my neck and bust. His hand slides up my dress parting my legs. He enters me without warning and I crumble with the feeling.Foreplay was never his thing. His thrusts are slow and deep, filled with passion. His eyes are looking deep into mine. "I need more" I gasp. With a devilish smirk, He slides out, leaving just the tip inside. "Beg" he slides in a little further, agonisingly slow."Please!" He does the same, sliding a little f
*WARNING DESCRIPTION OF SEXUAL ASSAULT TOWARDS THE END OF THE CHAPTER*The next day preparations are underway. The pack house is surrounded by woodlands. Groups of wolves are split in teams and scouting the area. Some are laying bear traps and hidden pits.I'm in the office stratagising with Dante and Will. The map of the land around us on the table. "Will can you get an update from the wolves. I'm still not sure how to use the mental link. It doesn't work like the sire link vampires have."He closes his eyes. We stand there silent, waiting. He growls and throws everything off of the top of the table. "They say the don't answer to me" Jesus these wolves and hierarchy. "Tell them you are my second in command and I order them to answer to you" A smile appears on his face. Dante folds his arms and glares at me . "Dante don't be like that. Right now I just need the wolves in line. He isn't actually my second" Dante smirks and Will frowns."Updat