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."

I sensed the astonishment in his eyes because of what I said. But no matter what charm I had, I didn't instantly obtain what I wanted since his countenance rapidly got serious and I was now laying down as he was towering over me.

He totally removed his tattered robe.

“I don’t beg. I don’t seek forgiveness. I’m the Lycan king. ” He stated forcefully before claiming my lips. "I kneel before you not because I want to offer you pleasure but because I want to see your troubled face."

"Ugh ..!" My eyes widened as I gasped because he quickly inserted his manhood without even notifying me. He is penetrating within me.

I assumed it would be simple to go into him, I was incorrect. It appears more tough than I have to accomplish. But why...

When I see his sorrowful face, why do my hearts appear troubled? Why?

"Do not see yourself as special, Elle. You've been in my room to help me warm up my cold body. How dare you attempt to rule a Lycan king?" I could feel his words searing my flesh with each thrust of his.

"Why don't you just humbly ask me to give you so much pleasure?" I clearly heard his taunt.

As I glanced down at him, I wondered. What is he thinking? I fixed my eyes on him without altering my face. I feared what he may do to me.

“W-what—”

I didn't complete what I was going to say when he grabbed something on the table's side and brought out a little bottle containing something I didn't recognize.

"Gulp down it."

"Wha-what is that?"

He still wouldn't leave as he lay on top of me and opened the bottle. I shut my lips since I had no idea what he was about to serve me.

But even with my mouth closed, he still tried to open it with a lick on my cheek and side lip. His hand is firm so even if I struggle, it just happens useless.

He had already put the hot liquid in my mouth. The heat draw down my throat, so I can tell it’s a wine. But because of the aftertaste, my suspicion of it also changed immediately.

I looked at Logan as the heat slowly wrapped around my body. He left my body and I remained lying down. I couldn’t move my body because of what was going on inside of it.

There is something tingling inside.

"W-what did you do my body ... Haahh .."

“Nothing. I just want you to crawl. To beg.”

He has moved away from me. He got off his bed and moved to the corner where the chair was like a mini throne. I watched him walk like God. He didn't have any cover so I could see how his weapon wiggled as if he was holding it back.

I'm going crazy because I want to put it in my mouth but he's making fun of me.

Why? I shouldn’t have thought or felt it.

I was already sitting while looking at him. He, in turn, has sitting well. I looked at his face down to his penis.

“Like I told you, nothing will happen if you just stare at it. If you want it, you can crawl but I won't give it to you if you just walk coming here.”

How many times have I swallowed because of what he was saying?

“What’s the matter? You want it, right?”

When I watched how his little liquid tip came out, my feet just moved on purpose.

I positioned myself like a dog and slowly crawled towards him. I saw his victorious smile. How did this happen? He must be the one begging me to give him what he wants, so why?

I can already feel the whole heat creeping into the hand, face and other part of me. I'm only sure of one thing, my pussy is surely leaking so much load.

Even though I am not yet touching my body, orgasm is already happening.

"I don't think the drug given to Gaia is effective," he whispered to himself. "You must wipe it with your mouth, alright?"

I was so close to him, I was like a hungry lion that wanted to eat just after I grabbed his cock. I was sweating profusely from my forehead, to my neck. I'm catching my breath as well.

"Give it to me, please," I looked at him before putting it in my mouth.

"Clean the backside of my dick too."

My tongue moved slowly but I was surprised when he suddenly pushed my head.

"What I don't want the most is someone making me wait." He shoved his cock down to my throat.

“Hmn! Agh ..!” I push his foot but he doesn’t give up. “Oohh ..” I keep growling as he removed his cock and his cum explodes on my face.

His semen went to my face and mouth while my eyes were already crying.

He suddenly lifted my body and sat me on his lap. He grope my chest and squeezed them. He pinched my nipple and stretched them as if you thought they would be tore.

“Plea .. no. Stop. It feels weird.”

“That is not the plea I expected. I want you to beg me to touch your body.” He licked my nape and slightly bit it. “... And how can I stop when your nipples are so erect?”

It was as if my nipples were about to be crushed by the pressure of his pinching.

"Ah .. Yeah." I was no longer deterred. I am starting to enjoy it.

"You slut ... You're feeling good when you should servicing me," he kept talking.

"You dare to ask me plead when it's you who needs to be in bed, huh Elle?" He stood up and I was now sitting on the throne chair. "Then Elle, allow me to take care of you."

Logan Point of view

I have no intention of getting angry with her. But when I heard the words from her mouth, the memory of the days when I begged royals to spare my mother and me came back to me.

When my mother died because of the tyranny of the royals, I promised myself that I would never beg anyone again because they would do that to me.

When I wasn’t a Lycan king yet, the rank of Alpha doesn't matter as long as they're not royal. They will still remain lower to the dukes, kings monarchs. It doesn't matter if those royal blood are alpha, beta or omega. You're superior, if you have wealth.

And those actions happened because of my father did...

The Lycan King ...

He throw my mother after he got her pregnant just because my mother was not royal. He exiled us, he said we didn’t fit into his palace.

I strive harder to get into this position. I killed many rogues, I took the lives of royals who were abusive to the power they enjoyed.

And in the end, I killed the Lycan king who enforced the difference of a royal to just normal werewolves. Because of him the management of the packs in their groups became rotten.

“Hey Elle, you made my chair dirty. Look how you made a mess,” I brushed my three fingers in her hole while her legs are wide open.

I can already see her saliva dripping down the side of her lip as her eyes are already drowsy. My anger subsided but I wanted to see her twisted face.

I have a weird feeling every time I see that she doesn’t know what she’s going to do whenever I’m already playing with her body.

"Please, Logan stop." She was already staring at my hand as she restrained my wrist with her trembling hand.

“I drugged you a little. However, the way you get too wet, I can tell you are very excited.”

I have already inserted my three fingers but I have not yet fully inserted them.

"N-no ..."

"You are saying no but your hips are already moving just because I haven't fully inserted my fingers." FUCK. I feel like cumming just inserting these to her soft cunt.

“What will you do, Elle if I do this?” I pushed my three fingers inside her and accelerated my fingering on her. “Isn't it amazing? Does it feel hot? Look my fingers are diving deep in your hole.”

“Hmp. Ah ..! More. I want more, Logan."

"You are really hopeless, Elle."

I removed my fingers because I could see that she was fainting. The whole room was already filled with her growls. The next thing I will do will definitely make her forget. I'll make her forget who is moaning now while in my embrace.

"Elle, I want to teach you a lesson." I put my crotch on her face. I saw how her eyes twinkled.

“Yes ... Hmn. Teach this tight little pussy a lesson.” If she was still sane, I'm sure she wouldn't say it, but it looks like the drugs have completely consumed her brain.

“Of course. Your vulva is drooling like a baby." I already ram her hole with a single strike and I notice that all the electricity has already flowed into her.

“There! Logan.” She moves her hips again.

“Look how horny you are. It slid in easily, you accepted me all the way to your base.” I started moving. "You're so tight." I accelerated my movement while sucking her nipple.

When I removed my mouth to her peak chest, I pulled her two arms so that I could reach her weak spot and the end of her womb.

"Ugh .. S-slow down .. You're too rough .." Her voice and the sound of the chair were the only noise in my room.

“Everytime I pulled it back, your pussy gets tightened and don’t want to let go. I can also feel you twitching inside.” When I bang her, her breast wiggle.

I stopped and hear someone knock on the door.

“Oh. The one I was expecting has come.” I looked back at Elle and gave her a smile. There was no denying the surprise in her eyes. I did not give her an answer.

"Come in!" I answer the knock with my baritone voice.

The door opened while a teenager Alpha man entered with the equipment I had asked and his painting material.

"I'm sorry if I arrived too early," he bowed and averted his eyes.

“No, you just came at the right time. I just finished preparing her. Did you bring what I asked you?” I held out my hand to him while Elle seemed to wake up from her deep sleep.

"Yeah, here."

I lifted Elle as I wrapped her legs around my hips and didn’t remove my cock inside her.

“You can sit there and watch us. I want you to paint every detail I do to her.” I said coldly to the man while Elle buried her face in my neck.

“C’mon, Elle. Let's get started. Let's show him your sexy erotic expression.” I leaned her on the headboard while placing the nipple clamp I asked for from the man.

I put a collar around her neck and pulled it so that she could sink her face into my penis.

"Suck me, Elle while you're looking at the man drawing what we're doing right now." I have already released the next item I requested.

It's a shape of my own dick. Since she’s in doggy style, I won’t have a hard time getting it into her.

"Let's try this hole."

"N-no that's— not my ass Logan." Her tears are already dripping even though I haven't put them on yet.

“Oh. This hole is virgin, is that it?” I no longer waited for her to answer and I inserted it in her ass.

She whimpered.

"Wh-why did you put that in my a-ass ..." Her tears were non stop but I had even more boner.

“Stop crying now. Use your mouth.” I moved my body so that she could move as well.

“I’m just making sure that I will be the only one using these holes. That's why.” I wiped the tears from her eyes and pulled her hair hard to shove my cock even deeper.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you how this hole works."