The Lycan King's Little Goddess

7

“Damn it! What the hell!" I growled to myself as I opened my eyes wide.

I didn't know what to say or do. I just stood there, clenching my fists as I forced my wolf to change.

However, all my efforts were in vain; my wolf seemed to have disappeared completely. Damn it, I quickly shook my head and, with a sudden movement, King Bicker stopped licking me and growled right on my skin.

I seized the moment and crawled forward to sit up and cover my breasts and crotch with my hands.

“Alpha, I... I don't know what happened... I'm sorry... It won't happen again,” I said, afraid that this lycan would kill me.

As much as my she-wolf wanted to mate with this great lycan, I was nervous about his power. I was an omega, and a lycan could easily kill me even while f*****g me.

On the other hand, as soon as I said those words, King Bicker took a step back, standing on his hind legs. His golden, dangerous eyes were fixed on my body, while black mist seemed to pour out of his pores.

“Get out of this damn mansion now!”

My whole body trembled at the sound of his loud roar. I nodded fearfully, but my legs simply couldn't move. I just stood there, staring at him.

He was a lycan three times my size, his veins protruding dangerously as his animal chest moved up and down roughly. It was obvious that there was no other lycan like him. However, he saw me as a cursed beast struggling to control his instincts.

"Get out of here once and for all!" His loud roar echoed through every tree in the forest.

I didn't even hesitate for a second and, shaking my head, I ran towards one of the willow trees where I had hidden some clothes. With trembling hands, I put on the clothes and ran as far away from King Bicker as I could.

“s**t! Why did you have to change?” I shouted harshly at my she-wolf.

“I don't know... his scent... his power... I couldn't control it,” she moaned, still lost in that man.

***

Bicker

Damn it! What was wrong with me?

With a loud roar, I dug my claws into the trunk of one of the willow trees as anger coursed through me.

“What the hell do you think you're doing?” I growled at my lycan.

“What else could I do? That she-wolf gave off a delicious scent of chocolate and vanilla. I had to taste her,” murmured my lycan, still lost in the scent of that little she-wolf.

In fact, ever since I rescued that she-wolf, her scent had been wafting through the mansion like perfume. I couldn't go a damn day without going to the cleaning area and sniffing her from afar.

“Damn it, do you realize that she-wolf was giving off a scent of excitement because of what you were doing? She wanted to mate with us!” I growled furiously again.

However, at my words, my Lycan began to laugh out loud. “And you? Didn't you want to f**k her? You want her as much as I do!” he insinuated mockingly.

I wanted to respond to his stupid actions, but my words were cut off when my Lycan spoke again. "You know that she has something special. I want her. I need her! I have to have her!"

When I heard him say that, my eyes widened. For years, my lycan had despised my encounters with countless female lycans and alpha wolves. He even refused to go out, as he had reserved himself for our mate.

But now he wanted to f**k a weak omega?

In a few seconds, I opened my lips to respond, but Stoner's voice came through the mental link. “My king, we couldn't find anything.”

I quickly shook off all my thoughts and saw him approaching.

In fact, an hour ago I was in the mansion, about to review a couple of papers, when suddenly a bright light came out of the forest.

With my eyes filled with surprise, I jumped off the balcony and landed on my lycan paws. I ran into the forest in search of the light, but all I found was that omega she-wolf.

“Are you sure? I can smell legendary power nearby.”

“I'm sure. We've checked the entire territory up to the border,” Stoner replied.

At his response, I had no choice but to nod. “Good. I want you to investigate tomorrow. And order the maids not to leave the damn mansion after six in the evening!”

Stoner looked at me with a confused expression as he nodded.

That she-wolf had disobeyed me, but now if she broke an order again, I would have no mercy in punishing her.

“Damn, I'd love to punish her!” my Lycan announced with a purr.

I ignored his dirty words and began to run through the forest to release all the excitement that she-wolf had caused me.

***

Onyx

After that strange and exciting encounter with the king, I ran as fast as I could. However, I couldn't help but feel that my legs were exhausted.

My whole body was weak and my chest was burning. Breathing heavily, I stopped and tried to catch my breath, but just as I looked up, I almost fell flat on my face.

What the hell? I scanned the entire area with my mouth open. Damn, I was so scared of King Bicker that I had even run in the opposite direction of the mansion.

With a look of intrigue on my face, I noticed that I was in a kind of desolate area, with only old buildings and a black fog spreading from the dark forest.

For a moment, I felt that something was wrong and turned on my heels to go back the way I came, but just as I took a step, I heard voices coming from one of the abandoned buildings.

With a look of intrigue, I couldn't resist my curiosity and sneaked up to the pillar of the building, peeking my face through one of the large cracks.

Just a couple of meters away, I could see Martha with a hood over her head and a strange jar in her hand. “I got it,” she said.

“Are you sure no one followed you here?” asked the man dressed in black who was standing right in front of her, with his back to me.

“Yes, no one followed me,” she said with a cynical smile.

“Good. We have to move up the plan. King Bicker is a cunning man and he's starting to get suspicious,” said the man in a somewhat nervous tone.

“I know. I've prepared everything. The rest of the witch's potion is in my room. Besides, tomorrow I'll make sure to be that damn new slave,” Martha hinted with her lips curled into a smile.

From the way they were talking, a wave of fear ran through my body. Since I had arrived in this kingdom, no other slave had entered, which meant they were referring to me?

But why would that woman want to get rid of me? Was it revenge because King Bicker had dismissed her to save me?