Prisoner Of Lycan King

"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."