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“Stop!” I shouted. I felt something was missing. My excitement and my sexual arousal were not picking up so intensely. I could feel something was lacking.The young male stopped from undressing his mate and both bowed their heads. “As you please, my Queen,” they said unanimously.
“Enter that adjacent room,” I said pointing to them the door of the adjacent room to my Queen’s room. My wolf seemed to know how to solve this discontent that I was feeling. It was she who murmured to me this idea.The young couple entered the adjacent room, then I walked near the door and opened it a little bit. I peeped inside and saw the couple standing, kissing passionately, and thereafter, the woman, who was naked already, started to remove the clothing of her partner. A surge of excitement filled my core. I bit my lips as I suppressed the urge to moan when I saw them both naked already and the man was feasting on her twin peaks, like a hungry wolf.My eyes flew open as I saw the young man knelt and then started to savor the sweetness of his mate’s flower. He was licking it as if he was too thirsty to taste it. I felt a wave of arousal and suddenly, my right hand as if it has a life of its own started to caress that private part in between my thighs. And as their body united and the young man started to plunge onto her repeatedly and fast, I just know that something in me had exploded and brought me satisfaction that I could not comprehend.I was shocked, completely shocked by what I discovered about Princess Unara. Suddenly my eyes widened as I came to a realization. I am Princess Unara now and her body, her mind except maybe her heart ruled my world now! Her dark secret is my dark secret now and this condition, which is something that I could not comprehend is mine now too!A few days thereafter the Mayordomo of the palace sought my presence. He came while I was in the throne hall."My queen, apology for taking your precious time, however, I believe this is the most opportune time to tell you what I had been requesting before with your father. I am old already, your highness, I might be able to perform well my duties anymore as Mayordomo of the palace. If you may, I would like to request your grant for my retirement, Your Highness," the Mayordomo said in a gentle tone. I looked at him and I know that it was not his mere whim to retire. He is indeed old. "That would not be a problem. Give me a week to find a replacement for you," I replied to him which gave a sudden sparkle in his eyes."Thank you, my Queen.""Hmm, do you have someone in mind who could be the next Mayordomo of the palace?" I asked him. He might know of someone fit for the position, better than I know. He smiled and nodded. "If there is someone that you should trust to hold the Mayordomo position, I believe, it should be your special butler, my queen."I was surprised by the suggestion he gave but eventually, I realized that he was right. My special butler seemed to be the person Princess Unara trusted so much. Hence, he deserves to be promoted to the Mayordomo of the palace. I nodded then and smiled at him. "You are right. My special butler is much fitted than anyone else to replace you as Mayordomo of the palace.II“Guenzo, I trusted you for years, and with that, I have good news for you,” I was sitting on my queen’s throne while speaking to my special butler, who I summoned that same day that the Palace Mayordomo spoke to me about his plan to retire already.Guenzo was in his bowed head. He slowly moved his head up and looked at me with a smile on his face. “I will be more than glad to listen to such good news, Your Highness,” he muttered with politeness. His smile was still plastered on his face, which shows a man in his mid-forties.“Guenzo, our Palace Mayordomo will be retiring soon. I am appointing you to take that position,” I said in my queen’s tone. I made it always a point that my voice as queenly as possible. I dared not want anyone to see me as an easy-to-deal-with Queen.Guenzo’s eyes brightened as he heard my good news. “My Queen, I could not say any other words than thank you. Thank you so much for trusting me. I will not break your trust.”
I gave him a thrifty smile before I spoke again, “You need to find your replacement as my personal butler. I need someone whom I could trust so much. You know very well, why.” My voice as well as my eyes were evidently in a serious mode.“Yes, I know very well, my Queen. Right now, I have no person in mind yet. Be rest assured, however, Your Highness that I will be finding someone, the soonest,” he replied with seriousness too, and with confidence in his voice.“I will give you at least two months to search for your replacement, Guenzo. By then, our palace Mayordomo was able to train you already for your new post,” I told him further before dismissing him.Days passed and my unusual condition hits me often. Every time such desire hits me, I would order Guenzo to bring in pairs of married werewolves or mates to the room, adjacent to my Queen’s room. Just like before, I would peep inside while the couple was having sexual intercourse. While watching the married couple do it, I would slowly feel the heat overwhelms me and on my own, I would play along with my body until I would reach my peak of satisfaction.Many Kings, Princesses, Alphas, and high officials tried to get near me but all of them failed to arouse me or even got my interest. Any man who tried to touch me will just shake and fell to the ground lifeless, by my mere look. My eyes are deadly when I wanted them to be deadly, something that I acquired from the Ultima wolf blood of my father. I became widely known then as the most voluptuous yet sadist, Wolf Queen of the North, whose real face was hidden inside an ivory wolf’s mask. It became my marque.When the deadline I gave to Guenzo was nearing, he came to me with a man beside him. My forehead furrowed when I felt, Tasia, my wolf howl inside me and a certain heavenly scent caught me off guard.“Queen Anastacia, I am here to present to you, a man I am referring to you to replace me as your special butler. In just a few days that I have known him, he already had my trust,” Guenzo said. He guaranteed further the trustworthiness of the man beside him.I looked at the man beside Guenzo who stood with his head a bit bend down. Then my heart hammered, something that I never felt before. I furrowed more as I tried to compose myself.“Let him speak, Guenzo,” I said in my Queenly voice as I interrupted him with his other praises for the man, who he chose to replace him as my special butler.The man slowly looked up and my forehead furrowed while looking at him. A sudden feeling again overwhelmed me, which I could not yet determine, although I have a strong hint of what was it. His scent this time wafted my nostrils, soaring down inside me and lifting my spirit into such a dimension of lightheadedness and then arousal. My eyes went wide behind my mask, which I hope no one from the two men could notice.The man smiled a little bit causing his eyes to even grow brighter and more captivating.
My wolf wiggled inside me while my mind was screaming, "No! This cannot be!"
ANASTACIAThe heavy mahogany doors of my bedchamber stood before us like a final boundary. I walked through the threshold, the train of my silk gown hissing against the floor, but I did not dismiss him. Not yet. The air between us was so thick with tension that it felt as though the very oxygen had turned into a volatile mist, waiting for a single spark to ignite.I turned to face him, the ivory mask feeling like a leaden weight. Rodwar stood in the doorway, the golden light from the hallway casting his shadow long and predatory across the plush rugs of my room. He didn’t wait for an invitation. He stepped inside and closed the doors, the click of the latch sounding like a heartbeat in the silence."You are a long way from the garden, Rodwar," I said, my voice vibrating with a false coldness."The garden was merely a prelude," he replied. He moved toward me with a slow, deliberate stride. Each step he took seemed to shrink the room, drawing the walls in until there was nothing left bu
ANASTACIAThe weight of the ivory mask against my skin was both a shield and a cage. From my throne, I looked down upon the evening court, my features frozen in a snarl of hand-carved bone, while my mind was a tempest of memories and blood. To the lords and sycophants below, I was the Wolf Queen of the North—voluptuous, sadistic, and untouchable. They did not know that beneath this marquess of ivory lay the soul of Anastasia, a girl whose family was slaughtered, dwelling in the body of a princess who had been too broken to live.Only Elara, my faithful nanny, knew the face I hid. To everyone else, I was a mystery that commanded fear.But as my gaze drifted to the periphery of the room, I felt that familiar, magnetic pull. Rodwar. He stood among the shadows, his honey-colored eyes fixed on me with a terrifying intensity. He didn't look at me with the bowed head of a servant; he looked at me as if he were trying to peel back the layers of my very soul. He had tried so many times to glimp
ANASTACIA“Your Highness, should I go now? Do you still need something?” Rodwar broke the silence that persisted within my sealed lips.I shook my head. “Nothing more. You can go.” I made it a point that I sound cold and disinterested, although deep within I could feel his presence overwhelming my whole senses. His scent was like an aphrodisiac that was starting to heat up my body.The next few days were a blur of seemingly carefully orchestrated encounters. Rodwar, seemed to pretend to be oblivious to my icy demeanor towards him and continued his subtle advances. He started leaving a single tulip on my pillow, its red color in contrast to the white linen of my beddings. Sometimes, he would hum a low, haunting melody while collecting my plate, the silver spoon, and fork after I ate. The sound was weaving its way into my thoughts long after he left the room. Every time, he would subtly adjust the temperature in my room, in my chambers, or even in my office, ensuring a comfortable wa
ANASTACIAI walked towards my room’s window and stared out at the sprawling gardens of the palace. The different kinds and colors of flowers, meticulously planted therein, seemed to mock the colorless landscape of my heart. Rodwartem… The name echoed in my mind, a forbidden melody I desperately tried to silence. He was everything I despised, and dared not give attention, if I could – warm, persistent, undeniably attractive. Ahh, Rodwartem, my new special Butler. “Why do your features keep on haunting me? I should keep my distance from you, lest you be the death of me.”Such a decision in my mind had been made deliberately, a cruel act of self-preservation. Keeping him away from me, was the only way to ensure I wouldn't succumb to the dangerous pull I felt towards him. I, Queen Anastacia, known throughout the kingdom for my iron will and heartless demeanor, couldn't afford weakness. Especially not for a man like Rodwartem.His arrival broke the peacefulness within my heart. I m
RODWARTEMOutside of the Queen’s room, I stood, restless. I was sure that the show inside the secret room of the Queen had already started. I crossed my fingers, with great hope in my heart that the young couple I found and hired to be the Queen’s sex players for today would be good enough to satisfy the Queen. Satisfaction of the Queen means she should feel aroused and could come while watching the sex show. Without such Queen’s satisfaction, it would be my dead end. I do not know how I could be able to come near the Queen of Ivory Mask again. If I could not even come near the Queen, then it means a failure to fulfill my mission.I tried to calm myself. The young couple I found was still so in love with each other. Their love for each other will make their love making wild, yet natural. Their whole lovemaking will flow naturally and magically. Something that I hope could arouse the coldness of Queen Anastasia.I was looking at the floor, thinking of a plan B, if today’s show would no
QUEEN ANASTACIAHe seemed confident that he had fulfilled his first task successfully. If he was hoping for that, so was I. I wanted him to pass so that he could stay in the palace, near me. He was my mate, and I knew he felt it too, but I could not take the risk of letting him detect what I really felt about him. He was just an applicant, not even my hired butler yet.I followed them to my room after a few minutes, and there I saw the young couple he had found to arouse my hidden sexual desires.They were indeed young and seemed to be still so in love with each other. I observed the young couple for a while before I finally moved my feet and entered my room using my secret door. I did not need to pass through my room’s waiting area in order to enter my queen’s room.I sat on the edge of my large bed for a while before I stood up and slowly walked in front of the full-length mirror. I gazed at the woman who stood I front of the mirror, with her face covered by an ivory mask. From the







