Semua Bab The Lycan King's Hot Sin: Bab 1 - Bab 10

KING ARCHIE'S POV A night that was supposed to be my escape from the duties that have been weighing me down, had taken a sudden turn and it started when she walked onto the stage. I came here to have fun like everyone else here but I didn't think I would have my eyes glued to the body of a woman that smelled totally different from every other person in the room. She was a rogue wolf. A very weak rogue wolf if I must add. If I wasn't who I was, I might not have sensed her werewolf scent. This wasn't the first time I left Royal Hills to catch fun here in the human realm but it seemed like for the first time, I would be catching something that would produce a better kind of fun. I mean why not? She was one of my people. She has to obey me and she was damn beautiful. Tonight was also the first time I came here since I got the crown from my late father. It has been hectic balancing power at home but the situation was better now. I found the best way to make everyone happy and less hun

KING ARCHIE'S POV We didn't make it to her bed. Heck! The surge of sexual energy was intense. I had never felt something like this before now. Desire was a normal feeling for me as the Lycan King. I was used to wanting to mate and procreate with beautiful females due to my heightened genes but it had never been like this. With every touch, with every stroke, with each lock of our lips, and with every sound she made, the burning hunger that emerged within me the moment I laid my eyes on her, grew beyond my control. As the king, nothing should be out of my control but this woman and her body broke the damn record. “We have to stop. I ca-can’t… we ca-can’t…” The female rogue that I had held under me tried to stop my sexual advances. She was laying on her back and I was hovering above her as I pressed her body into mine and the cold tiled floor of her home. How did we get here? I couldn't say. All I could remember was that I pushed her into a dark corner. I couldn't tell how w

AMANISA’S POV Despite the darkness surrounding us, I wouldn't fail to recognize the place I landed twelve years ago or more appropriately, the place I crashed twelve years ago right after the portal transported me from Royal Hills. I was upchucked here. This same place was where I was found unconscious by the humans and they helped me to their healing center. A place they call the hospital. Twelve years was more than enough to get used to human terminologies but those years weren't enough to ease the ache in my heart. I remembered how warrior Yuri, my father's trusted man, pushed me into the portal with an arrow on my back. I remembered how the magical portal swallowed me only to spit me out here on the highest ground of Hallow valley. “Breath, Ama.” Arla tried to make me calm my nerves as I was already hyperventilating. Kovan dropped me but held me to himself as my feet grew weaker by the second. It pained me that despite my determination to get revenge, I was acting so weak and

KING ARCHIE’S POV “All hail the king!” The royal Eunuch announced my arrival at the great hall. “Long live the king!” Men and women that have been waiting for me, chorused, rose from the seats, joined their hands, and bowed to me. I strolled into the hall majestically. There were tables and chairs on each side of the room. I had instructed the head servant to prepare the hall for a glamorous meal after the meeting that would determine so much about the kingdom. That explained why there were tables in front of everyone in attendance. I graced the walkway with my royal self, walking to the throne that was at the far end of the great hall. “You may all rise and seat.” As I settled into the warmness of the medieval throne that had been past down from past kings. A bit had changed about the throne since it was first created but it was still its archaic self. A majestic archaic throne. “It’s an honor to be in your presence, Lycan King Archie.” Everyone in the hall said in unison a

KING ARCHIE’S POV My blood was boiling like never before. And this time it wasn't because of war or anger that could be explained with mere words. it was because a certain white-haired woman had decided to make me a laughingstock. Amanisa was infuriating me more than she should have been able to. The event was over. It had been for over three hours but I still couldn't get over the fury that Amanisa created within me. I could still see how the other men in court stared at her as if she was a piece of meat. Yes, she was a piece of white creamy meat but she was my piece… my piece of meat. “Are you being serious? You are mad because of that? You aren't mad at yourself for appearing like a weak asshole before the court? You literarily gave your authority to the Newly installed princess. You could have-” “I could have what? Should I have said no and denied her in the presence of everyone that was in attendance? That would mean disrespecting her on the first day. It wouldn't make sen