Chapter 8

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.”