I was motionless due to his breath striking the back of my neck. He maintained his grip on my body, and my neck remained locked in his arm.

How many times did I swallow?

I moved my hand to my stockings again, but he stopped me before I could do so.

I attempted to strike him with the elbow of my hand, but he dissuaded me.

"You are not permitted to do the second trick on me." Each time he speaks, I could feel his words pulling on my skin.

My pulse became more rapid. I haven't begun yet, but a leash has already been tied to my neck.

"How did you regain consciousness after the drug I gave you?" My tone of voice remained severe, and I was determined not to be scared by him.

I intended to remove my hand, but he had no trouble slipping it behind my back and releasing his grip on my neck.

Who is this man? Why is he so strong?

Additionally, since I am unable to smell him, I have no idea who he is or whether he is indeed the Lycan king!

When the guards approached us, I heard the sound of steel.

And they showed up, understanding that I was finally in their hands. I attempted to attack him again, but despite my desire to shift, I was unable to do so due to what seemed to be a chain in my body.

"...Lycan..."

"Logan, Lycan..."

The guards, I believe, spoke one after the other and then knelt on one of their knees to pay homage to the person behind me. My heart sank as the rage inside me burst like a volcano. Who...

Who assassinated Archer?

"Secure her in an underground cell and I'll pay her a visit after the masquerade party." As he instructed one of the guards, his voice was deep.

The guy rose to his feet and carried chains. He placed them on my wrist and foot just before I was shoved by the guy behind me.

When I finally saw the man, he was dressed entirely in royal regalia. If he was earlier naked, he is now dressed in a crimson long robe emperor gown. He was also wearing a crown.

Obviously, his stance provides you with varying tensions. I was astonished by his face and long hair, which was perfect for the royal robe he was wearing.

He locked his gaze on me, and my eye remained where he stood. Three males already have me in their clutches. Perhaps they are terrified that I will unexpectedly fight them.

How am I gonna do that? No matter how powerful I am, I am unable to free myself from these heavy chains, all the more so now that Darkmoon made these unbreakable chains.

They have already compelled me to accompany them.

I'm not sure how I lost sight of whom they refer to as Logan Lycan. We entered the palace, and it was then that I realized its enormity. No additional guests have come, and hence no one has seen me yet.

As we neared the hall where the party would be held, the guy pressed a button and the wall fell down, forming a stairway leading to a dark spot.

I was frozen, yet the chains rang again as I struggled to continue going. I would have simply questioned as to where they would put me.

However, I had lost consciousness because of the substance injected into my shoulder. My body just succumbed, and my vision went completely black.

****

I opened my eyes and tried to move but was unable to do so since my foot and hand were bound to the bed. My wrist was lifted on both bed posts, which were now inflexible due to the rope.

I examined my foot and saw it was open because of a lengthy metal between my legs. This is a metal spreader that the royals employ when one of their pack members violates the rules. This is often used to expand their feet when they are hanging in the air to receive their punishment.

To serve as the crook's focal point. I also couldn’t speak as I felt my mouth with a cloth tied to the back of my head.

"MmMhh." I was at a great disadvantage and could only whimper.

When my eyes went to my side, I saw the guy seated in a corner like a king. Legs crossed and eyes locked on mine.

I stared furiously at him. I want that every time I look at him, my stares would become daggers because I want them to strike his body while his blood flows.

The surroundings remain black, but the candle provides a glimmer of light in between, which allows us to see each other. His lips formed a meaningful grin.

"You are awake."

As I tried to escape once again, the iron bed chimed.

He confronted me, and as he brushed his fingers

over my body, my eyes widened, and my body shivers.

I sensed the way our skin caressed one another. This is the first time I've felt anything like this.

I lifted my head and bowed to my body, and it was then that I realized I was undressed.

As a reaction, I struggled even harder, despite the fact that my wrist was already aching from the effort.

Nevertheless, my body froze and ceased functioning—- with him a single hit to my body, I was already writhing in agony.

I nearly vomited blood, was in excruciating pain, and seemed to lose consciousness again. Notwithstanding my desire to shut my eyes, I looked at him and observed his eyes were black and devoid of any hint of sympathy.

"What I despise about everyone is the person who is incapable of reprimanding." His voice is resonant with strength, and anyone who hears it will be the only one who takes a step back in terms.

I want to reach and touch my stomach because the heat is still around it. I was terrified as he drew out his canine tooth and seemed to be about to attack me.

I could no longer fight back as he removed the cloth from my mouth and kept going.

"And as I've said before, I shall cause you to scream my name."

He rose to his feet and started removing his scarlet robe. His nude body was once again exposed to me, and it was as if my body had a switch that turned on and it became feverish.

My breathing became more rapid and struggled. I feel heat in my body; I'm not sure why. I stared at him, but he maintained his poker face. Something in my head says that I dislike what is going on, but my body is unrepentant.

What is happening with me?

"Ah ...!" I exclaimed in surprise as he put his hand between my legs and began to tease my private parts. I wish I could fight, but instead; I closed my eyes and cherished every caress he made on my body. I hate this. "Please ... N-no."

I couldn't recognize my own voice since I had no idea why I had refused —whether it's because I'm opposed to what he is doing or because I'm not ready for him to stop. I pressed my eyes shut even tighter and bit my lip as he began squeezing my nipples. He is now stroking my hole and nipple with his tongue and fingers. I want to close my legs but am unable to do so due to the metal spreader.

He sat in the empty place on the bed. I opened my drowsy eyes and saw no change in his countenance. I'm not clear whether he's pleased with what he's doing to me or if he's really trying to terrify me this way. He parted my hair in front of my face, cocked his head toward my ears, and licked my earlobe. I averted my face, but couldn't help but stiffen my body as he groped my chest.

“Your breast. They are big yet firm. Squeezing them feels so pleasant.”

Our faces were so near as I turned my face toward his. Just one move and our lips will brush to each other.

"D-don't kiss me ..." I was conscious of my flushed cheeks and neck. I would have avoided my face from him again but it was too late. He forced me to tilt my head toward him and kissed me aggressively. Despite the fact that I was losing myself, I managed to fight back.

I tasted the rust by biting his lip. However, despite knowing that his lip was bleeding, he shoved my lip apart to slide his tongue into me. I am now able to drink the blood that escaped his lips. I also catch my breath as he maintains his stranglehold on my jaw.

Soon after, the kiss slipped on my neck. He never let go of my boobs. When he pressed my nipple, they sank. I opened my eyes and his red eyes were what I saw. They were aflame with desire, as if he wanted to possess me.

"Stick your tongue out again." He was ordering me.

I suppose I am under his spell like a fruit of my obedience with his demands. He sucked on my tongue as tears welled up at the corner of my eye. What is rushing on with me, why am I feeling this way? Why am I submissive to his wants?

“Ah ... damn. I'm excited. " He whispered.

The metal spreader and the chain around my foot vanished in a moment. He was now at the base of my body, opening my legs with a powerful and solid grip. I wanted to conceal my face because every time he stroked a section of my skin, I lost track of who I was. I have no concept of who is now residing within my body. I couldn't even hear the wolf within me.

"Due to the darkness, I couldn't see your pussy well." He was so focused on my private area that you believed he had just seen something. "Yet, I guess it is pink and lovely."

"Stop looking!" My whole body was filled with humiliation.

He licked his left and right index fingers to wet them. He placed properly from my foot and I seemed to be electrified by a thousand volts when he spread my vagina hole using his two index fingers.

“Your opening is so narrow. It's quite tight in here." He raised his eyes to mine before continuing. "Your clitoris is fragile and small, but it is endearing."

“No. Please refrain from doing this... " Even though I said those lines, I couldn't help but hear in my voice that I was enjoying what he was doing to me.

When his tongue comes into contact with my pussy, I want to throw away the rope in my hand. I can feel his tongue entering and interacting with my hole. I'm obsessed with the way he sucks. He has his own method of destroying my mind and body. He is assaulting my body, and yet this fucking body revels in it!

He is my adversary! For the glory of fuck!

When something came out of my pussy, I arched my body. I tremble and my knee sags. He removed his tongue from inside me and I saw a sticky liquid come along from the tip of his tongue. He had already withdrawn his face from the sensitive area of my body, but he proceeded to open my hole.

"Your juice is delicious." He inserted one of his fingers, which caused my knees and whole body to quiver even more. "Your clit is also abrasive. Your pussy and clitoral region are tingling with anticipation." He buried his tongue into my pussy mouth once again and continued speaking. "You are dirty. Are you sensing it right now?" He twirls his tongue around my clitoral area.

“Ah! Don't ... Don't lick it like that. I am begging ... ”

I couldn’t breathe properly as he adjusted his seat as the edge of his lip had liquid that I think came from the juices I had released earlier.

“Oh? Then how about this? "

I raised my body again and resisted as he entered his two fingers, which plunged into the very end of my stomach owing to their length. He strikes at my weak point.

“Haaah ..! S-something is strange..." I couldn't complete what I wanted to say.

"It's coming o-out .. Nghhh ..!" My eyes are about to close. “No! I'm ready! Sto ... Stop!”

"I'm cumming— ahh ..!"

"You are quite lewd, aren't you?" He angles his cock in the direction of my cunt. "It is not going to stop spraying; if we do not block it, your bed will get soaked. This is where you can sleep now.” While saying those lines, he is pushing the tip of his cock now.

“No. N-not now .. It's still — wait a minute — ah!"

When he finally shoved his whole dick into my groin, I extended my legs to provide him with further access. This is not my real part. I was so tangled up in the rope in my hand that all I could do was wiggle my hips.

"Just as I suspected, your insides are squirming madly, pleading with me." He shifted his grasp on my body and smacked me repeatedly. "Let's cum together."

****

I awoke still in the darkness, still imprisoned. I examined my body and saw that it was now completely covered. When I turned back, the guy who had been seated in the corner of the wall had departed. Additionally, the candle is dwindling in size. I wanted to sit since the entrance to the room where we had walked earlier rang, but my feet seemed bound again.

"Fetch her." I heard a standing voice from the guard. "Do not allow her to escape your paws, since she is not a typical member of another pack. She is a member of the Shadow pack's General Army—- the Minbury Stronghold.

My hand and foot were promptly freed by the two guys. I stopped struggling because I knew that if I succeeded, it would just grow worse. I'm merely considering another exit strategy.

"Where are you taking me?" They bound my hand behind my back as we marched. I'm not sure where the Darkmoon ropes are formed, since I'm unable to break them. No one spoke to them or even answered my question.

When we exited, the crowd had dispersed. I don't know if the party is over because I also can't measure how many hours I've been in that room. We went up a long staircase, and on the second level, the soldiers turned to observe me. A guard indicated the direction with a nod to the left. I walk slowly to remind myself that I cannot act without a plan any more, since this may be the catalyst for the ignition of my life.

I could see smoke in the air, I followed where it was coming from and my foot carried me to a room with a water spring. I noticed the man reclining on a rock with his arm extended and his hand resting on it. I concluded that since this is a palace, everything should be gold. There is still a stone here for the idea of generating a bath.

When he opened his eyes, a dart from his eye struck me. He repositioned himself in his seat and stretched his arm toward me. Furthermore, he tossed the towel that was resting on his arm. "Clean my body."

I just stared at the towel below me. I turned to him and demonstrated that my back was still bound even now.

Nonetheless, even before I could speak, I was surrounded by freezing water. As I sat on his lap, my eyes widened as our bodies clashed. I shoved him quickly enough that I fell into the water. He dragged me in strongly, given the fact that I had no intention of fleeing.

"I am going to be your master. Wash me.” He was controlling my actions. He came to a halt for a time and examined every inch of my physique. "If you don't, I'm going to wash your whole body."

I grabbed the towel and drenched it in water in less than a second. The first thing I wiped was his arm. I gulped heavily and avoided looking up at him. However, I was motionless when he tucked my strand of hair behind my ear.

"You are beautiful, yet you are rebellious." He made a serious remark to me and tugged on my waist, drawing me closer to him. My breast got in touch with his chest, and I'm sure he felt my nipple initiate contact with his.

"I dislike towels. Wash my arm using your boobs.”

“W-what—”

I cut short what I was going to say as I felt his dick stroking my pussy underwater. I grip to his arm when he suddenly moves his body and our private parts brush each other.

"Your pussy is slick based on the fact that you did not use soap." He nipped my shoulder and ran his fingers down the length of my waist. "I'm feeling hot every time I see your fierce face."

"Ngh ..!" He pulled my waist down, allowing his cock to plunge inside me. "I-It's getting inside me .. please .." My forehead rested on his chest. "It's big." I couldn't stop myself from being candid. I get the distinct impression that I have permanently lost touch with my true self.

"Please... stop! Y-you are much too brusque.!" My voice was tinged with hate, yet I couldn't stop myself from moving.

He hugged my body with one of his arms while one of his hands cupped my jaw to open my mouth. Without realizing it, I had placed my hand around his neck. I felt the warmth of his breath on my face. He battled our tongues till he sped up his movement under the water. Water is splashing.

"I do not like it!" He turned me back from where he was leaning earlier and he faced me there. My position now is like a dog's. From behind me, he opened my legs and continued to spread my pussy.

"Your embarrassed reaction is giving me so much boner." He worked his way up over my back till I could feel his breath in my ear.

"Starting today, you will be my sex slave." He paused for a moment and I heard his loud rumbling. When I witnessed him transform into his beast form, I lost all physical strength.

"I've miraculously found you..."

“....my mate.”