Taming the Rogue King

Li'l Bushman's Bar

Liam

They drove out of the pack land in his Hummer N3. His hybrid guards accompanied them. Liam drove the car with Ira sitting shotgun. Ben had to stay back to take care of the pack while he was away.

One guard sat with Monike in the middle row and the other sat at the back.

Monike did not look happy with the arrangements.

Every time he looked in his rearview mirror, he found her smoky eyes shooting daggers at him. Although she tried to hide it, whenever she looked at Liam, her heart rate increased, which Liam could pick up. It made him nervous to have that effect on her. That was why he had refused her dinner proposal at first.

‘F*ck that. Stop thinking about her. We are out with Ira for the first time! Why don’t you enjoy that?’ His Lycan scoffed.

‘Fair dinkum mate!’ Liam held Ira’s hand and placed it on his thigh as he continued to drive. His denims were ripped at the thighs. Ira’s skin touched his and the delightful sparks of pleasure calmed him.

He desperately needed that for this weird evening.

Monike had dressed up in another red dress, made of satin this time. The dress had spaghetti straps. Thankfully, it did not show an indecent amount of boobs. It was long, and she had paired it with a red satin stole. She had done up her eyes and lips. She looked good enough for the hybrid sitting next to her, who stared unabashedly at her exposed neck, but Liam had eyes only for Ira.

Once at the Li’l Bushman’s, he parked the hummer and asked the hybrids to stay alert.

He offered the crook of his hand to Ira and she happily placed her arm in it while taking her handbag in her free arm. Monike swiftly placed her arm in his other arm.

Taken aback, he glanced at Ira. She hesitated and tried to pull her hand out of Liam's.

I wish I could mind link with her! This is so uncomfortable! He pulled his hand out of both the women's hands.

Instead, rested his palm on Ira's back.

They walked in, and every pair of eyes was on them.

He knew he had a personality that women found magnetic and he knew why the men were looking at them. Some stared at him in jealousy while the others either gawked at Ira or Monike.

He felt like gouging the eyes out of the men who ogled at Ira. But he controlled.

The hostess smiled flirtingly at him. “Liam! Darling, it's been a long time!” She eyed the two women on either side of Liam. “Such pretty young ladies! You know how to find them! Looks like it's going to be a busy night for you!”

Liam glowered at her insinuation. It wasn’t like he frequented their restaurant with girls all the time and he f*cking as hell did not want Ira to think that he did. This evening was weird enough without this bimbo adding to it.

“You sure know how to welcome your guests, Violet! I might need to speak to Oliver about this.” He knew Violet feared only the owner. She needed this job and couldn’t afford to lose an old patron like Liam.

“I am sorry. Please don’t mind. Here… I have assigned Joey to your table. He has recently joined us but is one of our best. Please enjoy your dinner.” She gracefully sauntered away.

Ira sat with her back to the wall, facing the table and Liam sat next to her so he could continue to touch her. Monike glared at them and sat across the table. He couldn’t wait for the evening to be over.

Ira was in her own world, looking at Liam with dazed eyes. The 'puppy dog' look of adoration in her eyes made his heart swell with love. When she turned to look at Monike, the transformation in Monike’s features was remarkable.

The woman smiled and talked to Ira as if they were friends.

‘Women!’ Liam shook his head.

‘I don’t trust her! Remember how she sent those hybrids to kill Ira?’ His Lycan peered at Monike suspiciously.

With his Lycan staring at Monike, he did not notice Joey walk in to take their orders. Ira nudged him in the ribs, and Monike raised her eyebrows at him.

“What’s gotten into you? It’s not like you are seeing me for the first time!” She laughed her high- pitched laugh, and he pushed his Lycan back again.

Ira was watching him curiously. Again, he did not know what she was thinking, so he desperately wished she could mind link with him. ‘f**k the Luna ceremony! I should just mark her ASAP!’

‘Oh yeah! Let’s do it!’ He rolled his eyes at his Lycan’s eagerness and concentrated on the menu card.

After taking their orders Joey left them alone and Monike began…

“Oh! He hasn’t changed at all," she said, looking towards Ira. “Continues to have conversations in his head and stares at people he is interested in.” She gestured towards Liam.

Ira did not have anything to say and just laughed it off.

“I was thinking about work!” Liam scowled at her and changed the topic by asking Ira about her day.

As the food arrived, they got into fewer sh*tty topics. Monike had ordered By Farr's Pinot Noir along with their food. Although Ira politely said no, she insisted and Ira gave in.

Liam couldn't understand why Ira was agreeing so easily. He let it drop, though. If Ira wanted to have fun, she could. It wasn't like he was going to get drunk on just a couple of beers.

While eating and chatting he felt something soft crawl on his leg. He pushed it away and continued to eat. The same soft stuff on his leg again stroked again. It was Monike from across the table! She had gotten her shoes off and was rubbing her leg against his.

It felt filthy, and he swatted the leg off. He knew it! The stupid woman wanted to create a fight between him and Ira.

He frowned and glared at Monike while she smiled. "I think you should stop drinking now. You appear to be high. I don't want to carry two piss drunk women home with me."

At that Ira burst out into a fit of giggles. "I am not high! I am happy! I can see two- two Liams." She held two fingers up and pouted. Even while he was upset with Monike, Ira's cute pout took his breath away.

Monike said nothing. She just smirked and this time her foot went directly to his balls, massaging them, and Liam jerked, shoving her leg away. Their table wobbled and Ira's drink spilt over her clothes.

Before Liam could protest or get angry, Monike took her serviette and started rubbing the wine off Ira's clothes, apologising. "Oh! I am so sorry. I am so clumsy! Do you want to go clean up in the washroom?"

It was all happening too quick, he felt out of control. Even his Lycan was sluggish. He could feel the Lycan's movements, but something was amiss. Was the beer so strong? Couldn't be. He hadn't had more than a pint.

Monike and Ira had finished the entire bottle of Pinot Noir.

Ira excused herself. Giving him a peck on his lips, she whispered in her wine breath. "I will be back soon, baby."

Liam lost track of what he was thinking with her PDA. He saw Ira lift her bag and head towards the washroom, her hips swaying as she tottered away.

*****

The moment Ira was out of sight, Monike had moved next to him. She kept her hand on his lap and cooed, "sweetie! I still want to be with you. What do you see in that plain, Jane? The whole evening, you have been staring at me. Just mark me and end this t*rture. You can keep her as your pet! Do whatever you like with her, I don't give a damn. You know how I love to experiment!"

"MONIKE!" He screamed and shove her aside. "The only reason I agreed to come over was because of Ira. I have no feelings for you. Not even friendly!"

In a quick motion, she hopped on him. Putting one leg over his lap, she straddled him and started grinding her wet p*ssy against him. "You are lying! I will show you how much that hot c*ck wants me. You will make me the Luna and kick her out! I am sexier than her and better than her in every way!"

"You b*tch! Get off me!" He caught hold of her neck and lifted her.

Something pierced the side of his neck. A burning fire started flowing through his jugular, moving towards his heart... His Lycan attempted to strike but was too sluggish in his movements and he felt his Lycan slowly slip into sleep.

Monike smirked and showed him her hand. The needle of an empty syringe gleamed in her manicured hands.

The red of her perfectly painted fingers merged with the red of anger in his head.

But as the darkness took over, a bright smile of a sun kissed face peered at him in his thoughts, 'F*ck! No! Ira!'



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