"Are you serious? You want to include me in your collections?" I, too, emerged from the water and reverted to human shape. I shifted my attention to the woman who remained mute. I couldn't care less whether she's still nude.

"You? Why don't you adhere to what he wishes?" I locked my focus on the woman.

Logan, on the other hand, walked away from her. He approached me, and I took a step back. I am aware that I have no means of escape, but if I just let him do as he pleases, he will believe much more that he can soon apprehend me.

When he reached me, he positioned his legs in the center of my cut, which prompted me to look up. I'm beginning to shake once again and. How did I find myself in this predicament?

“Don’t make me laugh. It is not in my nature to coerce others who differ with me. Did you catch that I invaded your territory despite the fact that you are the lone pack that refuses to join my leadership? I didn't, right?" He raised my chin and stared me squarely in the eyes.

Each time he looked at me, I felt as if I were whisked to another realm. It fascinates me.

"I could never do such a thing to them." He pressed his knee even more firmly on my vagina, forcing it into my clitoris.

"Ughh .." I clutched his arm as my knee became numb. My tongue was severely bitten.

"Look at you whimpering given the fact that I'm doing nothing," I could feel his breath on my cheek. "Can what I'm about to do be classified as a threat of force?"

“Don’t be ridiculous!”

He stepped away from me after I groaned.

When I lost his warm hand that was battling the chill I was experiencing, I wished I could hold his hand again and implore him to return the warmth I was having.

I saw him descend into the water again. He leaned against the side and spread his arms. He stared at me with his familiar expression. When he shifted his head away from me, he focused his attention on the woman.

With a single gaze, the lady sank into the water.

The woman sat next to him, clutching a handkerchief. She took Logan's arm in her hands and began wiping it.

There was some discomfort in my chest as I considered the possibility that he had committed this act just for my benefit. I got it wrong.

“You’re so good with it, Mary,” he praised her.

I turned my back on them and headed to the door when I could no longer take what I saw. I'd rather shelter myself in the place where he first locked me than see what they do.

However, I had not quite walked out of the door when two soldiers stopped me. They obstructed my route, and I glanced at Logan, who was now staring at me.

"What is this?" I was powerless to prevent my detonation.

"Guards?" He was instantly snarky in response to my question.

"I'm not blind to see what they are, what are they doing here?" I switched my attention to the guards, who were suddenly not listening.

"What do you think?"

When I felt his voice on my neck, I instantly stepped and shivered. It seemed as if he was drawing a knife, and my hair stood on edge.

I did not respond to his inquiry.

"Lock up in my room and deny her food so she lacks the strength to flee. Even if she begs, do not open the door. Await my arrival." He shoved me in the direction of the guard.

“What do you think you are doing? You cannot imprison me at your leisure!" I strained with their shoulders, and thankfully, I was stronger than they were, as I immediately knocked them out the door.

"You are welcome to remain here. It's preferable if you stay here since you won't be weary and all you have to do is open your legs."

I could no longer resist the loud smack I delivered him as a result of what he said.

He cocked his head in response to what I did.

I saw the woman standing where she was and marched rapidly towards me. I observed her fang and nails were quickly released.

She appeared in front of me for a second and attempted to assault me, but I dodged.

Fuck. It's almost.

"How audacious of you! You're behaving rashly only because the Lycan king is fond of you!" Each time the phrase was spoken, there was an obvious bitterness.

"... It is not my fault that your Lycan king favors me!" I desired to inform her of this, but I refrained.

However, what occurred next surprised me.

Mary was suddenly in the air, Logan's paw on her neck. I observed the woman struggling for air. On the other hand, I was motionless.

"How dare you infringe on my property? What if you cause her harm?"

I just stared at Logan's face, like if his other identity had freed me.

"F-forgive... Ackk... me." Mary was dumbfounded as she yanked herself away from Logan's grasp.

"Do you believe that sorry can bring everything back when you hurt her?"

As a result of what he claimed, I examined his cheek, which was now free of wounds.

Because I assume it is my fault for the uproar now, I've snatched Logan's hand away.

And amid the weird sensation I had just felt, the wolf within me went silent. When I touched Logan, he did not become furious, and I saw a second shift in its face.

I cannot remain in this place; if I do, much worse calamities will follow.

"That's enough." That concludes my remarks.

And I couldn't control my emotions as he escorted me out of the bathroom after releasing Mary.

I'm not sure what awaits me during my stay here.

He yanked my hand away from me, as I had no idea where we were heading. I simply nodded and lowered my head, counting the steps we had traveled. However, as we proceeded, the carpet remained in my line of sight.

I raised my head to look at him as he came to a halt.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I noticed he was waiting for me, his eyes filled with affection. Despite his kind and comforting eyes, I have no idea what lies underneath them.

I examined the area in front of us and spotted a wide door that I believe led to his bedroom. He did not talk, but he unlocked the door and guided me inside smoothly.

As soon as the door shut, he snatched me up with a kiss, like a ravenous lion. He propped me up against the back of the door and raised one of my legs to his waist. His arm was securely wrapped around my hips, as if he was about to announce that I was his.

I did not return his embraces and let him be the only one who stirred. However, no matter how hard I tried to resist opening my lips, I couldn't help groaning as he squeezed my nipple.

'Ngh...'

That was why his tongue invaded my mouth.

"Do not oppose me." He placed one of my hands on his shoulder.

Due to my pride, I believed that holding him was simply asking for support. Even though I was still clothed, I could feel his heated body trying to manipulate me and turn me into a slave.

When the two of us became tense, a knock from behind me brought us to a halt. Like a reaction, I pushed him hard while still adjusting my wet clothing. It felt as if someone had thrown cold water on me, and all I wanted to do was throw myself someplace.

It was an act of treachery on Archer's part.

"Pardon me for burdening you, my Lord, but I wanted to notify you that the three dukes have arrived. They're keen on seeing you," I overheard a woman's voice outside.

On the other hand, Logan tousled his hair, as if repulsed. He never took his attention away from me. His eyes clouded. I stepped out of his way and gave him room.

"Gaia, advise them that they must wait for me. Moreover, don't forget to mention that the following time, they should send a prior notice if they intend to visit Buckingham Palace! Do not take me at their whim!" His voice grew frightening. It exudes authority.

"D-Definitely, Your Majesty."

"You can leave."

When he declared his approval. I heard the woman he called Gaia took rapid steps, as if frightened.

He is not lying when he claims everyone admires him since he is the Lycan king.

As I turned my back on him, I observed his eyes were fixed on me. I had lost track of what was going to happen to me next. I'm concerned as to what the Shadow pack was thinking in the absence of news that the Lycan king had not yet perished.

“I shall have my leave now. Keep an eye out for the person who will arrive and give you the garments."

Despite the fact that I was not facing him, I simply nodded. Where is he going to dress? Will he return to the bathroom to find Mary?

When the surroundings grew silent, I assumed he had exited and I had just missed him due to the depth of my thoughts.

When I was about to confront something, I felt a hand on my face; the next thing I felt was a kiss on my neck and the loud sound that indicated a kiss mark was being left.

"As I have emphasized, you are mine. I can hear your unhappiness in your heart. I can't mark you with my fang without your permission.”

I was taken aback by what had occurred.

“But that marking can tell that you are the only one to me. You belong to my bed. To my arms. And next to the Lycan king. Avoid hiding that mark."

Logan Point of view

I've heard the laughing men assemble whenever there is a conflict amongst the rogues. The assaulting opponents have been reduced to several packs during the last few years.

However, the Shadow pack was the only pack that stayed unarmed to me by force. I'm not sure why they refused to join my leadership since I was formerly acquainted with their Alphas.

One who was there was Archer Poer. At the time, he was one of my closest pals. However, the realm of battle is distinct due to the presence of werewolves and rogues. Others believe it's a straightforward exchange of scars, but what they don't realize is that the rogue has already sold their souls for the power they want.

I assumed at the time that Archer would be the Shadow pack's Alpha king, and we agreed that if that occurred, he would join my alliance, since I had no choice but to defend all the packs.

Nevertheless, the other wolves had a different perception of my true motivation; they believed I desired power and hence committed all of these acts.

I was just one of those who experienced the tyranny of a high rank back then, so I have my resolve about the matter.

If I have control of those abusive wolves, no one will hurt.

Still, I believe Archer will continue to lead. Rather than that, he just gave it to his cousin Hugo Estes. I'm not sure why he did it, but someone informed me it was because he had already met his mate and needed to decide if he would choose between the leadership or the beta mate.

I have not heard from him since. Until…

The biggest battle took place against the rogues, who were already joined with the witches. Not just the witch, but also Nerus. The most heinous God in the werewolf realm.

Archer was one among those who fought in that fight, which we won, and the war was never resumed. Likewise, it is uncommon now to encounter a rogue that is filled with rage.

Following that war, these three dukes placed their whole faith in me, entrusting me with their kingdom and pack. However, one piece of news that I learned was Archer's murder.

I intended to express my sympathies to the shadow pack, but they refused. They accused me of wanting to include them into my iron regulation. They stated that they did not wish to fall prey to a hungry lycan.

I tried to find Archer’s mate to offer my condolences, but unfortunately no one found her. The remainder of my order was never delivered or those wolves never came back anymore. I endeavored to track down her myself but it appeared hard to find the person who sought to hide herself.

In the end, I totally dismissed that.

What intrigues me the most is why a member of the shadow pack is here now.

When I first saw her lurking in the forest, I was drawn to the neck of a woman whose face I had never seen before. For the first time in the number of women I met, I was attracted to the nape of a woman.

However, when I noticed the shadow pack's insignia on her back, I couldn't believe someone would dare to enter my land—- what surprising is, it's a woman. I wasn't expecting our first encounter to be that tense from the start.

I acted on the influence she injected into me in order to successfully trap her within my domain. I want to lock her in my room regardless of her plan in my life.

When they saw me, the three dukes rose to their feet. They welcomed me with a grin despite the fact that I was wearing a poker face due to the inconvenience they had given me. Without them, I would have been able to complete my goal with that woman.

I'm not sure what her name is yet. We do unimaginable things but I have not yet heard her utter her name?

"Isn't it a perfect day for a contest to see who can catch the most wild creatures, Your majesty?" As he peeked outside, Apollo Fabia hid his hand behind his back. He is the Hunter pack's royal Alpha located at the Tuneca palace.

"You have not changed, Apollo; you have remained irresponsible from then till now. Why don't you join me and we'll see if there is a way for Nerus to return. And just in case, let's find a means to stop it,' urged Philo Rufus, the duke alpha of the Hevadal palace's Mystic pack.

"Aren't you sick of carrying only books? Even if I just observe you, I feel as if I want to jump into the sea and avoid experiencing what you're doing. "Apollo didn't withdraw.

I'm not sure how these two became leaders despite their infantile natures. I raised my eyes to the man who had just crossed his legs as he watched the two argue. There is still one of them remaining.

It’s Augustus Ibis the Alpha of Lone pack. I still do not trust him to this day. And I'm sure he feels the same way about me. His personality continues to perplex me.

He materialized in front of me, declaring that he wished for my partnership despite the fact that the Kingdom of Tarragon is one of the largest and most powerful territories in the kingdom. It’s an empire that has the royal guards Alpha. As a result, his request for protection from me is superfluous.

"If that is all you came here for, I regret I came down here," I replied coldly to them, which caused them to pause in their doing.

The two straightened up and returned to the seat that Augustus had done earlier. They give in to their quarrel and then I sit in front of them.

"What do you need here?" None of my own questions, since my mind was preoccupied with the woman's whereabouts. I want to immediately return to my room. How ironic that, because of her, the room I didn't have much time to remain in back then now makes me want to lock myself in with her.

"It's not you, smiling while staring into space."

I couldn't help but look at Augustus in response to the deep voice speaking in front of me. I feigned a cough in order to keep my other expressions, which appeared as if they had just witnessed, hidden. I put my back and head on the coach and closed my eyes.

"We learned that you had imprisoned a woman, something you had not done previously. Being so near to her piqued our interest," Augustus continued to speak as the two just nodded as though in accord.

"Doesn't it seem as though everything happened overnight and the news reached you rapidly?" I smiled at them, but there was no sense there but annoyance.

"Is there something wrong with my question?" He returned my glance. Even though he is only a duke, he refers to himself as my equal, which makes me even angrier.

"You think too highly of yourself, Augustus, simply because you had the experience of standing next to the lycan king," I demonstrated at the moment that I was truly upset. Perhaps out of terror, the two became silent.

"That is why we are here. After all, we are witnessing your leadership abilities; perhaps we can also immerse ourselves in that goddess."

"Augustus!"

“Hey! We have previously discussed this!"

The two guys spoke gently to him, increasing my ears' hunger as they conversed. The two are already pressing into one another, and there does not appear to be any plan for them to stop.

"What do you want to impart?" I was no longer defiant in my response to that query.

"We wondered whether you could also share that woman with us, like you previously did with your concubines," he observed, his gaze fixed on whatever was behind me.

When I turned, I saw her.

Elle Point of view

"Miss, His Majesty's requested robe dress has arrived," said the lady who had called Logan earlier. I became abruptly conscious of my face and looks as a result of her.

I rearranged my clothing and checked for messes since I was nervous once they discovered what had occurred with me and their Lycan king. I inhaled deeply before opening the door.

As I maintained my poker face, the servant's smile flashed at me. I observed the woman's casual examination of my physique and concealed myself behind the closed door. She looked at me swiftly, regretful.

"My name is Gaia, miss. Please tell me if you need anything." As she gave me the crimson robe, she bowed.

I accepted it from her and then gave her a nod. She maintained a lowered head and body despite the fact that I had already received the garments she was offering me. I didn't pause for long and hurriedly closed the door.

I scanned my eyes once more at Logan's chamber and noted that almost the whole of his room and wall were painted with him seated on the throne and wearing a crown. Also, the wall is white. I dropped my attention to the cumbersome garments that had been bestowed upon me. This is the first time I've been able to bear the weight of a robe. The ones we wore were just inexpensive dress robes that only cost bronze.

Perhaps this cost platinum.

I'm still not comfortable staying here, regardless of how large his room is.

As soon as I was clothed, I opened the door. I'm hoping no one spots a guard on me. And I was unable to sprint due to the weight of these garments.

When I opened the door, I just poked my head out to see if there was anybody observing me. I'm not sure whether he just forgot to leave the guard or if he was certain that I would never be able to escape this palace.

I made my way downstairs. I grasp the bottom of the robe and pull it up to avoid tripping. I'm afraid I'll tread on it and I'll roll down the stairs. The whole area was silent, and not a single servant was visible.

When I reached the stairwell's final rung, I concealed my fragrance once again so that no one could detect me. Logan, I'm sure, can't smell me. However, as I advance, I hear people conversing.

"What do you want to impart?" It’s Logan.

I wasn't paying attention to what they were saying, but I noted the tremendous tension in their aura. Is this how it really is when the royal Alphas congregate? Their presence is intolerable. Add to it the Lycan king, who seems to be unaffected by the intimidation.

"We wondered whether you could also share that woman with us, like you previously did with your concubines," a man who was also in a prideful stance spoke next.

I had no idea what they were talking about, but I gasped when the guy Logan was speaking with shot me in the eye.

And I now saw that they've all shifted their focus to me. I scowled as Logan sprang from his seat with a horrified expression.

"How long have you been there?" He stood alongside me in the flash of an eye, supporting my elbow as I attempted to remove my lift from the robe's hem.

"I have just arrived," I removed his hand.

I saw his face shift away from commanding. He turned to the three guys, who I believe were the three dukes Gaia had mentioned before. They didn't look away until I felt a possessive arm lock around my waist.

"What a blunder. Don't put yourself on a pedestal in front of me. I'm simply handing you my garbage, but the lady in front of you right now is a jewel that will never be discarded. Know the space where your foot is now stepping."

What he said astonished me. I'm not sure what he's saying, but I believe I'm getting an idea. I pushed Logan slightly, knowing full well that I would never allow myself to be considered his property.

Suddenly, the two dukes sprang to their feet, their features young.

"Forgive us, my Lord, for our insolence."

They knelt on one knee, one hand on their stomachs, their heads bent.

One person I noticed was just grinning and not engaging in the behavior of the other two. Logan, on the other hand, moved away with me and left his arm behind my waist. We strolled, and I was unable to unwind. This is the first time my wolf has requested that I refrain from interfering with them. This indicates to me that my level is lower than theirs.

However, before we could mount the stairs, Logan's interlocutor spoke again.

"How much longer, Logan, can you keep that woman at your side?"

"You seem to have more wisdom than I, Augustus. Why don't you make an attempt to share at least some of that knowledge with me?" Logan has yet to confront the Augustus he calls. On the other side, I became utterly deafeningly stupid. I'm averse to opening my mouth.

Logan did not allow the man to continue speaking, and we proceeded. I remained silent until we reached his chamber. He released my hand, which added to my bewilderment at what he was doing.

I took a quick look at his face and sensed his anxiousness. He squinted his eyes. He wouldn't even let me a smidgeon of a peep.

"Rest; I will dispatch a servant to get you something to eat."

He would have departed...

However, my hand automatically moved and pulled his hand back.

Both of us were taken aback by what I did. And as soon as I realized what had occurred, I took my hand away from his and avoided my look.

My heart began to race. Why did I do such a thing?

All I know is that whenever I see his troubled face, someone tells me I need to embrace him, and I'm not in the spirit to see his face in that state. When I saw that he had done so, my heart ached.

"Do you need anything else from me?" He is now directly gazing at my face.

I didn't respond and instead fiddled with my finger while biting my lip. My heart refuses to quiet down. I wanted to tell him to just stay here, but I was at a bit of a loss.

I was just thinking that I would tell him to stay, my heart was already filled with shame.

"Ah, uhm."

My mind, please think! Think! Think! Think!

"I'm not accustomed to being alone in a room when the sun begins to set."

I want to be eaten by the floor because of what I said. And who would think that darkness is possible even while the sun is still directly above! I am still feeling the searing fire!

“Oh. Apologies about that. I draped the windows with linen to block out the sun and light. Wait a minute; I'll just summon a servant capable of removing the cloth —- "

"No!" I pressed my eyes shut as I screamed denial.

My brain has been sucked dry. I drew his dragon robe, which was likewise crimson at the neck, and kissed him.

Whatever anxiety my heart is experiencing at the moment, I have to let it go. I must recall Archer. Everything he fought for would be squandered when I was abducted just because this man claimed to be my mate.

I'm going to steal his heart until he believes I've made peace with him. I will murder him there after he has become used to my presence.

When I broke out from the kiss, I saw his eyes were masculine. I also guided his enormous palm towards my chest. Even with it on, the warmth of his hand pervades.

"Are you just planning to leave like this?" I peered at his crimson eyes with my drowsy eyelids. I placed my hand on his bulging manhood.

We both examined that section. He raised his eyes as I seemed to be swallowing booze and stared hard at it.

He abruptly seized my waist and tore my dress robe in half.

“Wha-why did you tore it?” My spirit has resurrected. "That is rather costly!"

"Do not be concerned. I am willing to purchase as much as you want."

As he grabbed my buttocks, I clutched to his chest and my face collided with his solid torso.

"Tell me your name," he murmured, his lips already on the base of my neck.

"My name is E-Elle."

"What is it, Elle?" He gripped my buttocks even more tightly.

"It's Elle Harris!"

As he put his finger into my private cut, I hastily told him. My body is arched, yet with his height, the two of us are not level.

"You are so zealous." I averted my face from him, despite the fact that I planned to tease him.

"Who is it that made me like this?" He bitten the area on my neck where he had previously left a kiss mark.

"You're still at fault for me." I feigned to scowl at him.

"And what is that?"

"You bit me unexpectedly without my consent!" I squinted my eyes as I raised them to his.

“Hmm. Then I am to be disciplined, am I not?" He kissed my brow. "What kind of punishment do you have in mind for me, my majesty?"

I shoved him onto his bed, where he sat. He just grinned at me as I knelt in front of him. I felt his erection despite the fact that he was still dressed in his robe.

"You're already cumming just me cuddling you," I taunt him since his robe is already damp with his wetness. "How would your servants advise you if they see the Lycan king peeing on his robe?"

I continued toying it with my fingers until I got up to fully remove my robe. He was only observing me.

When I was done, I opened his robe to reveal his cock, who was immediately giddy with excitement.

"So you're Ok with this punishment?" I'm massaging his penis in the center of my round breasts right now.

I became aware of the redness in his neck. I crept closer to his body as he lay on the bed. He also crawled backwards to give us more room.

My breast is now crushed against his chest, and I've rubbed my ass all over his dick. I kissed him as well, and both of us were overcome by the sense of the two of us.

"Do nothing today; this is your penalty."

I dropped my body again to level his soldier, who had been oozing fluids as a result of the tormenting I was giving to his body.

That is right. You're going to miss my body. You are greedy to the point that you believe you cannot afford not to touch me.

"You're so huge, yet you're inserting it without thinking how tight I am." I lifted and slid my hand, my gaze fixed on his meat.

He just keeps my head still as the stroke of my hand accelerates.

"The viscosity of my hand has increased because of the amount of liquid you release."

"Stop right now. You're tinkering with it unduly. I will cum without inserting it if you continue. I want to go all the way to the bottom of your womb. Allow me to touch you." He was just about to raise his hand when I stopped him.

"Okay."

I stepped on both of his hands, legs open and prevented him from moving them, while I was now seated on his legs, directly hitting my pussy where his cock was standing.

I displayed my claws and also tore his robe.

“Yeah. I will put it in, worry not.” I'm removing my underwear.

He is peering into my hole. I can feel my stickiness leaking out.

“But I want you to plead. I want to see how the great Lycan king begged for my body."