Number 23

CHAPTER 23

“How dare you?!!!!” the alpha king, Roman’s dad roared fuming with peak rage, ferociously like a wild beast, enough to encapsulate his audience in intense fear and trembling. He stared at the members of the pack who knelt before him, heads down with bloodshot eyes.

“We…we….we…are….sss…,” they spoke between stutters but of course the king wasn’t that indulgent to condone any unnecessary excuses.

“Lock them up and give them an unbearable amount of the strokes. Do not spare them!!” he ordered authoritatively and immediately they were dragged away forcefully with their knees still grazing the rough floor as they pleaded continuously for their king to grace them his benevolence.

They were taken to the dungeon of course because they had to be punished severely for failing to kill Lei as instructed by their Alpha king.

They were hung upside down with thick ropes enough to tame a wild beast and were flogged non-stop for several hours from then on.

Still in the well of peak indignation, the alpha King pranced around his room with both hands placed behind him, one across the other, boiling with an unforgiving spirit towards the members of his pack he tasked with ridding the surface of the earth of his son’s major distraction – Lorelei.

“What troubles my lord’s big heart?” his Luna, Oscar’s mom appeared from no where and asked. He was too indulged in his emotions to notice when his queen walked through the door. “What brings troubles and a perplexed look to your graceful countenance?” She asked again while taking his both hands into hers and caressing them slowly. She succeeded in calling her husband’s attention as he redirected his gaze from empty nothing to her concerned face.

“What is the problem my Lord?” she beckoned both of them to sit on the bed which they did.

“Damien! He’s my problem!” he exclaimed furiously making gestures with both hands.

“I beseech you to please calm your troubled soul down.” From behind him, she placed both hands on his chest and caressed rather seductively. Moving her hands up to his neckline she whispered, “you should not let a man of your caliber be distressed by some nobody.” Taking his robe by the neckline, she gradually derobed him, leaving him with only the clothing he wore inside.

“But…,” “shhhh…,” she hushed as she placed her hand on his manhood and held them a bit hardly, not to the extent of causing the other party pain and discomfort. “You needn’t be troubled my king,” she whispered again into his ears.

In the heat of the moment, the alpha king turned around suddenly to face his queen and pulled the rope that held her robe in place in a bid to undress her. He undressed her rather too swiftly and In no time they were both naked on the bed with the king’s manhood deeply entrusted in her vagina.

“Ahh…,” she moaned with every thrust the king made inside of her. He kept going in and out of her causing the bed to make squeaking sounds as they both were jerking vigorously.

Moments later, after the heaty and spicy moments they shared, they still laid naked on the bed with the duvet over them covering from their chest down to their feet and beyond.

“My Lord,” laying by his side with her breasts against his axilla as the king’s right hand was spread out to accommodate his woman, she called out gently while stroking his hairy chest with her index finger alluringly, “I want you to see reasons with me,” she continued, still in the act. “ Make Oscar the next alpha instead of Roman. It’s obvious he has indeed forsaken his duties and fled to the bosom of a complete nobody while causing you throbbing pain over here. Hear my plea and heart desires my husband,” she cajoled and placed her head on his chest. “Roman is mute my Lord, and he’s already made himself a new household over there. So why not take the opportunity and grant my son favor? He’ll be sure to fulfill his duties towards this great pack,” she prevailed on further.

Placing the arm he originally spread out around her shoulders, he did nothing but heave a deep sigh of distraught. Thoughts about his first Luna which was Roman’s mom, barged in and raced through his perplexed heart. The love he and Roman’s mom shared in the past still lurked around seeing how much he missed her presence and the deep nature of care and affection he showered her when she was alive; they were really in love with each other. With respect to his inability to let go, he just could not bring himself to make any promises to the present Luna who laid by his side, fondling with the strands of hair on his broad chest.

With feelings of sympathy welling up in him for Roman, he had not only harbored but nurtured the thought of making Roman the next alpha of the Crimson Fangs pack by virtue of the mistreatment handed to him on a platter throughout his childhood days. Whenever the feelings for his late wife buried deep in him were jogged, he lashed out on Roman instead to appease his hurting heart. Not like he derived pleasure from inflicting the poor soul with agony, he only needed a means of escape from his perturbation.

The feelings of sympathy he felt in no time switched to feelings of disappointment, thinking his son had completely neglected his duties for he no longer provided him the reports he so longed to get. He had placed so much hope and aspirations on his beloved son, and may also have been testing his capability to handle the pack just as smoothly in his absence, so the feelings of dismay that scourged him was quite comprehensible. Little did he know that his son did not in any way neglect his mission and was still very much in play; Roman kept busy with exploring the whole list of possibilities in search of the best ploy to prevent the impending doom the other packs were scheming, since he had very little power acting as an omega in an entirely new region despite his grandiose status.

“My lord?” she intruded his thoughts politely.

“Mmhh,” he cleared his throat and adjusted himself a bit.

“Is there a problem?” she laid upright to get a better view of his face, her upper body leaning against her left forearm placed on the sheets.

“Not at all,” he patted her placidly and pulled her back into his embrace affectionately.

“Then why won’t you say something, my love?”

To avoid further interrogation, he used both hands to lift her face up, drew her in closer, and shut her up with a passionate kiss. She of course had no other choice but to give the whining up and just live the moment.