Eleanor’s eyes stayed rooted to his cock no matter how much she tried to look away. It stared back at her, so huge, firm and completely engorged . She had feared he would ask for sex, but she could not decide now which was worse.Eleanor's heart pounded rapidly in her chest, threatening to burst out. She hated him for doing this to her, for making her body respond to him in a way she did not approve. She could feel her arousal intensify the longer her eyes stayed planted on his perfectly sculptured physique.Drakken saw she was hesitating, his patience running thin. The girl was a stripper, not a saint. This was not the first time she had seen a naked male. She should quit feigning shock and do what he asked. Maybe she would come to her senses if he reminded her what would happen to both her and her son for disobeying him.He walked over to a couch, sat on it and leaned back, watching her curious eyes follow him. "Do not just stand there," Drakken said. "Or are you thinking of going ag

Eleanor was in a much better mood after the tour. Both she and Evie combined. The maid was glad Eleanor could smile again as she had thought her misery would never end. She would hear the girl silently cry sometimes thinking no one would hear. But almost everyone in the palace already knew of her late night tears.At least it would cease for a while now. The Alpha King had decided to go a bit easy on her which makes her wonder why he was keeping this particular mistress in the palace and being possessive of her. "Thanks for today, Evie," Eleanor beamed as she took off her shoes in her bedroom, flopping on top of the bed. "The palace is a beautiful place. I wish I could see more of it.""You can.""Really?"The maid nodded, smiling. "Your door shall no longer be locked from now on. The King was feeling generous today... But I doubt you would ever see the light of day again if you do anything foul." She quickly added. Two nice gestures in a row? Eleanor was feeling lucky today. What ha

Breakfast in the castle was a family affair, one in which everyone was usually present, and pack matters are discussed by the family. Today, Drakken is of the mind to bring to his father's notice, the recent activities going on in the Kingdom, forged by his so-called friends, the Vampires. Once, the vampires and werewolves lived in harmony without posing as threats to each other. But recent activities have proved otherwise. It hasn't been announced to the whole werewolf clan so that there would not be any cause for panic. Drakken planned to deal with the issue in a civilized way unless, of course, the vampires acted stubbornly.His wolf hummed in agreement and he smiled. They were on the same page for once.An omega knocked on his bedroom door and poked his head in when there was no response. "Your father awaits you at the dining table, your majesty. He is developing a temper because you are not in time for breakfast.""I was just on my way," Drakken responded starkly, finishing with

"Is it true? Do you really intend to take in a Vampire as your chosen mate?" The number of times Drakken had heard that question was sickening. It had been whispered in the palace halls by Omega maids, spoken in every corner by members of the pack. The way rumors flew around the pack without a solid verification was alarming at this point.Everywhere he turned was the excitement of pack members thinking he was finally getting a lunaqueen. He would disappoint them by debunking the news, but he wanted their unnecessary excitement to go on for a bit longer.Duncan stared at him expectantly, waiting for the Alpha to say something in regard to his question."Since when did you concern yourself with rumors like that?" Drakken asked, targeting the board on his bedroom walls with the dart in his hands. "You should not believe everything you hear.""But…"He struck the dart board with a simple flick of his hand. "My father only proposed the idea. I never agreed on taking the vampire king’s da

A few days later, Drakken was in his study with George when he watched Eleanor through the back window, taking out dead flowers under the hot sun. The palace’s garden was just below his study and he liked the view whenever he wanted a break from work. Today’s view came with his human mate, who for some reason, he couldn't get his eyes off from. She was dressed in a stifling overall black dress with an apron around her neck and a hoe on her right hand without any bonnet on. Then she scrubbed at her face fervently perhaps to wipe sweat, then she mumbled something to herself, presumably muttering obscenities in his name. He could not blame her."Are you listening to me?" he heard George say, his eyes still unmoving."I wish I was not," Drakken replied. "You are talking gibberish.""How then, pray tell, do you intend to handle this situation if you do not announce Eleanor as your rightful mate?"Drakken was tired of hearing the same thing over and over again. But he would remind them ev