Chapter 42

a/n: for those here for the kinky sex. I already wrote it too, but this idea needs to be resolved a little more before he whips out the toilet paper tube XD
Tyson
Samira did well with the women. And when Tia’s spirit collected her, I allowed it. My mate is safe. Tia is bound to behave, so she cannot lead her to anywhere dangerous.
Then there’s the she wolves. That *she* handles it stops the issue before it starts. There is no room for challenge, since she’s already defeated any attempts to be too familiar with me.
Not that I’d allow that anyway.
There is a phenomenon that happens with young she wolves, especially those under a hundred. They can become trouble, and their wolves press them to find a strong male if they don’t find their mate. They still want that *in addition* to who they find as a filler, but usually what Samira did is enough.
Most just need to be reminded their place, since they usually go after the Alpha in situations like it.
I sat up.
I was damn near sulfurous. The suit, sheets, pillows, and pillow cases went down the laundry shoot…. And I took a Much needed shower.
That’s why I don’t like to drink. It makes me fucking stink like a demon.
Ugh.
Servants from the laundry likely told Ulissa and Mae that I was ready for the room to be cleaned, and I was decent, in black sweatpants and a dark green t-shirt.
They knocked timidly.
“Come in.” I said firmly. They saw my stern face and red eyes…. And that was all her wolf needed.
They silently cleaned an linked each other the whole time. It was mostly that I was terrifying, and that Mae enacted her own plan. She lied, telling Ulissa that I knew, and that was why my eyes glowed…
It was a lie because she didn’t *actually* know if I did. I do, but the reality of it is that I have been slowly, and steadily pushed without respite.
The red eyes are from general, unresolved frustration. They cleaned the shower. They complained of my stench, then looked to see if I was paying attention to them.
I wasn’t. I was looking at my phone.
5,000 Kilos of recovered unicorns…. Wix’lek found, killed, and freed an entire cartel’s worth of unicorn children… 400 filthy and emaciated foals were recovered… Wix personally delivered 40 heads and left hands to Allister’s castle.
Blood for Blood was satisfied, however, none of us were done yet.
Wix did that to prove that he wasn’t fucking around. He even brought his full blooded cousin alive to behead in Allister’s throne room, since he’s much closer.
With four kingdoms working together, we will crush this. Nanatori already has a lead on the other cartel responsible… We can’t bring them back, but at least they can be put to rest.
It isn’t like any mortal drug out there… They snort the bodies of a child. It’s why it irks me so much. It’s why it angers me that the Lord of Purity and Mercy didn’t think to make his people a little less… addictive.
“Wow… it’s already 5:30.” Said Ulissa finishing up in the bathroom.
“Shh! We’re almost done. Don’t anger him more.” Mumbled Mae. Her plan worked, albeit a little cruel.
“The whole room’s red.” Said Ulissa. Our eyes briefly met, and I got up, and left out.
/Have the bed readied before I return./ I linked casually. Both responded quickly, and submissively.
Samira was gone too long with Tia.
I saw that too, but I know she holds no ill intentions. There’s nothing for the former Sixth Luna to gain by angering the nephew of her killer… One who still visits here for Clementine’s meals when Harmony works late.
That or mom.
He’s harassed me too when I use the grill… I like the sizzles…. .
I sensed she was asleep, and from the distance of the mate pull, I could guess she was past the King’s Council Room, so she’s likely at the Queen’s. I took probably the quickest shower I’d ever had and threw on just some black sweats, and the closest tshirt, a dark green one.
I followed the red thread down the stairs, heading right to the Queen’s Quarters, just like I figured. Before I got there however, there was a bit of a crowd. Mr. Julian was facing me when I went through the door, however Shakira stood in front of him and Jang, who held my mate.
Her and her personal unit of she shifters were *the* fiercest in the castle. They… they have a tendency to bite first, ask questions later.
“What is all this?” I asked with growing anger… Why was she covered in tears? “Did you do this?” I hissed.
“He didn’t!” Said Mr. Julian. “I keep repeating it… The Queen was here and showed her how to use the fountain.” He pointed.
Her scent wasn’t in here…but I trust Julian.
I wouldn’t overreact. For him to scent somewhat mended, Grandmother *was* here, but so few people trust him, that when they caught word of her down here, or scented those tears, they assumed the worst.
“I see his heart. Move aside Shakira.” I said calmly. Any, and I mean the *smallest* inflection of being pissed would sick them on that Omega…
“Of course, sir.” She bowed and they parted way.
“Jang. Give me Samira.” I was handed my tear-stained mate…. This had to be a small fortune, and Jang’s a former addict. I could hear him chanting his mantras in his thoughts for temperance, control, and change to be better.
His wolf… I had not seen them. He hides within him, but is not taken… Or possibly imprisoned… If Xaxas caged his wolf’s soul like that… I think even if Jang died right now, that he’d see or feel his wolf…
That was a harsh punishment… One many would have gone mad over years ago.
“Why would you not release her majesty?!” Hissed Shakira. The other hyenas growled.
“Mast- I… I mean your highness, I.” He couldn’t explain.
“Remove your clothes.” I said simply. “Shakira, you may take your leave. I will deal with Jang, though you will be rather dissatisfied.” I said seeing him do as he was told.
“You misunderstand your highness. I don’t care what happens to the cur, only that *you* are served.” She bowed, and they left in formation.
He shook in fear, fresh from the horrid sight of so much death. He also thought I was going to punish him for resisting his urge to attack my mate…. That I would be angered that he wouldn’t let her go because if he did, he’d have licked the tears off her face and his jacket…
And then, his heart would have stopped.
I incinerated the temptation for him. I burned his suit so hot, that there was no smoke. He couldn’t watch. The flames literally triggered him, and he kneeled there with his eyes closed.
I didn’t know what to do to help him…
“Is Martha still here?” I asked no one in particular, but I knew others heard. She was his therapist. She was also one of Lupe and Brutus’s kin… But I didn’t see her hardly at all. She kept to herself and as far as I knew, she could be trusted…. Kind of.
There’s never 100% trust with anything or anyone that House touches….
“She’s in the 14th Council’s Quarters.” Said an Omega.
“Fetch her for me.” I said casually. “I need to attend to my mate. You did good Jang.. Oh, and someone get him some clothes.”
…. Jang had my attention, but it wasn’t the bad kind for once… I’m tempted to gain permission to lift his curse, and somehow fix his situation…. He serves the crown despite his wrong, and the harsh punishment.
That he endures at all… That he resisted however long he stood there like that.
Now that I walked back with Samira, I saw.
I would argue that Asanguis did earn a total of 15 points. 5 for the one he gloated about, and 10 for the overkill….
I laid her in bed, and covered her up. I linked Shakira and Jabari to watch my floor while I did something to give myself a *real* break…
In grandfather’s old stash, was a fat desk of imported cigars. He taught me this habit, and for it I thank him. The Tobacco calms the mind, and the fire I can puff while smoking won’t make me look like a jackass.
I took it outside, in the gardens. Nobody found Martha, so she must have changed her mind. I won’t need to summon the court until I either catch my brother, or have our scheduled quarter-annual meeting.
I increased the meetings, since I want to be as active as possible. I wanted our people to know that they have competent leadership that *actually* cares.
My grandparents did too, but they were stretched then mentally. The Soul Mender has mended since the beginning without end…. To see the lives and feel the pain of those she heals takes a tiring toll… Grandfather was the only active living Charred for a *while*…. He even wound up taking a nap, becoming more of a legend that known royal figure.
The original Crown Prince, Kaiden’s father didn’t serve. He, the last living of all the King’s children moved all the way down to Jentucky, and disappeared…. Then was poisoned.
Then my grandfather, Kaiden was also a bum. He inherited Crown Prince before the age of 20, but he told me that he wanted to preserve his father’s legacy.
Grandpa Kaiden also *hated* being Crowned Prince.
To be fair, I hate being King…. I don’t want to be less though… I know I am too dominant to be anything less…. I wouldn’t kneel to whoever sits on this throne. It is who I am.
Then my phone buzzed… it was Xaxas.
We have a mandatory meeting soon… More happens all over it seems….
There was also a live feed from Golden Financial….
The Dragon King Saiyatok was Challenged by his first son, Aureus, my sister’s mate….
I watched while having a second cigar. I even ordered some beef jerky and diet Koke.
I could feel myself relax…. Ironic that as much as I truly hate blood sport… seeing it calmed me.