Lycan King’s Nemesis

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I was overdoing it, I knew that. Yet, I couldn’t stop. I was hurting her very badly and knew despite all the brave front she was putting up, deep inside Gwen was breaking apart. That knowledge wasn’t lost on me.

Call me a bad person, an insensitive arrogant asshole. I am all that and more. It’s hasn’t been easy on me either as Fang has abandoned me without giving a fuck about how I am faring without him. He has even fully withdrawn and hasn’t spoken to me nor given me his signature kicks of displeasure each time I made our mate hurt.

It all started since the other day when I fucked Merit.

Today, I and Williams resolved to switch our leisure period to go for recruitment for the upcoming games.

“So, the Queen has been doing an amazing job with Abby,” Williams spewed raggedly as we galloped into the metropolis on horseback. His skin looked too white right now from to much exposure to the scorching sun. And red freckles were starting to make a debut around his aquiline nose.

I slowed down my trot to fall beside him, squinting my eyes from the sun. “Have you been there?” I asked interestedly.

“Of course,” he looked ahead. “By now, I’m certain the place is ready for the games. They did a terrific job there, you need to see it.”

“Mm-uh, that’s… good. I trust Abby was behind it, she is fond of the games, after all.” I said even if I knew Gwen must have put in more effort. My sister wasn’t one for too much stress. Unless she had a motivation.

I yanked on the girdle of my gallop to increase the pace. We have to make a significant mark by today.

“Abby, yeah…” The hooves of his horse pounded after mine. “But Gwen, she took it too personal.”

I scoffed and wished right now I had come alone. I knew where this was going.

“Are you two still at bow and arrows?” He asked. I rolled my eyes. He couldn’t even surprise me.

“I am too civilized for that, mate,” I replied nonchalantly. “Gwen is still a child. She might be my mate, however, it doesn’t excuse that I am almost a decade older than her.” I glanced briefly at him, hissing at the heat. “Don’t you think it’s an insult to beef with her?”

Williams was smirking. I hate when he does that. Makes me sound like an idiot. More like he was making mock of what I said. “Whatever you say, mate. Whatever…”

“Wil_” He fled before I will finish calling his name, the wind slapping his hair about and giving it a tanned hue. He thinks he can irritate me and escape… well, I will prove to him who is the best horseman here.

We carried out what took us to the city that by the time we were returning home that evening, I was in a gaily mood. There had been a massive turn-up for recruitment.

The palace stable hands had gone ahead of us to talk to the pack members, which helped hasten the process by the time we got there. All we had to do was round up from them and have the names of the new recruits as well as assigned the date the training was supposed to commence and the location it would be held.

The palace training ground, of course.

After, I decided to enliven the rest of the show by declaring a mini-party for the boys, and you know what they say about boys and parties…

“I have to say this, mate, I didn’t really like the manner you handled the Tyler issue yesterday… Was really uncalled for.” Williams stated on our home.

I grimaced, my teeth gritting. These days I don’t know my friend anymore. What is he saying? Was I supposed to pamper the bastard for trying to steal… whatever.

“I did what I had to do, bud, and I don’t regret it.” I jumped down from my horse and handed the reins to a stable boy who ran forward as we entered the stable grounds. “Don’t forget you lodged the complaint of their misbehaviour. I merely handled it the way a true king should.”Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

“By kicking him out?” His gait matched mine.

“He is lucky I didn’t break his neck for such an audacious feat.”

He opened his mouth to say something as we were entering the palace, but ceased when the roar of a car speeding down the driveway stopped us in our tracks.

It was the border patrol car. Something was definitely wrong.

Vuga, the second in command to Tyler, in charge of the patrollers, hopped down from the car and reached us in two giant strides. “Evening to you, your majesty, Beta.” He bowed his head. He sounded agitated.

“What is the problem?” I asked as calmly as possible.

“There had been another attack on the Eastern border this afternoon.”

My nerves ticked, my legs moving in the direction of his car behind Williams who was already on the move. “Who were those at the border and how did this happen?”

“They put the men to sleep and came in before we got linked and intercepted them.” He entered and powered the engine. “They had a new weapon. This one is three times more powerful than the last one.”

I bunched my fingers in rage. The humans. These are our creature’s greatest enigma. They hunt us for experiments and see us as objects to be used to amass trophies for their heartless heroism towards the eradication of the supernatural.

I have been hankering for war against them for as long as I can remember. My mother kept saying that won’t be necessary, albeit, my mother is no longer here and I must say, the humans are earning my attention once more.

And this time, I won’t show mercy when I bring war to them. If they as much as touch a hair on any member of my Kingdom’s head, I won’t be that rational. I don’t care eliminating them from the surface of this earh if it would give me the peace they have refused to yield to me.

“Any severe damage?” It was Williams that asked.

He hesitated hence he stammered out, “they took the wife of Ezra,” he divulged. “They left a condition if we want to see her back alive.”

“What was their condition?”

“That the King is to come to them alone for negotiation of the terms of her release.”

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