My Lycan Demigod

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PRINCE LEANDRO…

The only thing left for me to do was to repeat the same thing I did over two millennials ago. I was only waiting for them to jabber as usual before I hit them all unexpectedly, but she walked in, looking so much like her.

I didn't want to think of what could have triggered her to dress feminine, nor did I care to ask Aldric, until she spilled it, claiming that she owned the pleasure house, one I had invented myself.

No one had ever taken my side until now. No one had ever taken a risk for me until now.

She did it, but saw it as something normal. But why did she? Wasn't she scared of being punished? How did she even come to know that I had a pleasure house?

I thought I had heard it all, not until she claimed her name was Jeyne.

Fuck! She just mentioned that name, but that awakened something in me.

She couldn't even bring up a surname or the name of her family…

But why that name of all others? I didn't like that idea, because dressed femininely, she was a complete replica of my deceased mate…But I was sure no one could see through it, because they must have forgotten what Jeyne looked like.

Even though I left first, I still pondered over her matter and the fact that I appeared before others and didn't feel an intense pain in my lower abdomen. One would think I didn't want the world to see me after two millennia that I stayed in the dark lava, but they didn't know the sort of pain that always overwhelmed me each time people saw me.

It was just my family and Aldric that were able to see me and I was okay, then with humans.

At night when I go blood hunting, I just appear invisible to people.

She gripped the sides of her dress, fidgeting before me, short of words.

I didn't even know when and how I chuckled. It was one thing I'd lost how to do.

“My Prince…”

“Listen…” I closed the distance between us, my arms folded. “You'll blood hunt with me tonight.”

Her lips dropped open. She had that shock all over her face. “My Prince? Blood hunting?”

I got hold of her and we teleported back into my room.

She breathed like she was running a marathon, looking pale already.

“You can wear this until tonight, because it would be useful,” I said to her and licked her lips. The truth was that she looked so pretty dressed that way, and the most interesting part was that she looked like my mate.

When Aldric showed up, he explained how he had formed a disguise mask with his powers and had one of the guards put it on.

“And what do you think he would be thinking now? Did I even ask any of you for help?”

“You could have gotten into big trouble if we didn't help, that's why…I mean, you need to start paying me.” Was she Hansel or Jeyne?

No, Hansel.

With due respect to my deceased mate.

And why was she acting like she was meant to care?

“I wiped his memories.” Aldric took a seat. “If we didn't do a thing, I knew what followed.”

“It's always fun shedding blood. I could have filled my Kyrennie today." I rested my back and turned to the female eunuch before me. “Stop staring. I am not a human.”

She shook her head, “I didn't say you were, but you lack emotions. How could killing be fun to someone?” She bit her lip and widened her eyes like she had just recalled who I was to her. Then she went to her knees, “My prince, it's not what I meant. You are so kind, if not, I should be dead by now.”

Jeyne?! Why was this troubling me?

She could even put on makeup, then what was that supposed to mean for someone who's been living as a man?

All the time, she keeps making me feel like she's something else.

“You could be a nine-tailed fox, you know?” I asked her and she scowled. “What's that look? If you aren't, then what are you?”

Her throat bobbled and she forced up a smile, “A nine-tailed fox…” she sounded like she was going to cry, and for some reason I didn't know, it hurt me.

I pouted, gazing at her pitiful face. When did I begin feeling this way for someone? I was a sadist, right?

…

Night came so fast and I teleported us to the balcony of the minister of affairs’ manor. I turned to her, since she looked baffled.

“You go in there and make him feel like you've accepted him to marry you, then make him follow you. Feel free to tell him that you came with Aldric, so it would sound convincing.” But then that didn't make sense. I could just teleport into his chamber and do what I want. Why was I even hesitating?

I grabbed Hansel but she flinched.

“What? Let's just go in..”

She shook her head. “There could be people there.”

“Then I freeze them.”

Before she could speak again, we were already standing behind the old man. He wasn't even older than me. I saw the world before him.

“My Lord…” Hansel walked forward.

The man stood, frightened. “How did you….

“Lord Aldric brought me.” She cut him short. “It's about the marriage stuff. You know, I told him the truth and he thought it would be great.”

“Is that so?” he looked so elated that he was going to marry my eunuch? How does he think that way?

The Minister of Affairs was already married to his mate and had five mistresses.

“Then, I should go meet him.” he laughed and turned to meet me face to face. His jaw dropped, and I relished that fear that began growing in him. “Your highness?!” he screamed and turned to Hansel. “You brought him?”

She nodded firmly and raised her shoulders high. I wasn't expecting her to speak, but she threw a bomb I didn't expect…

“How do you just show up to take me away from my master? Do you know what it means to be a female eunuch? You must think you're hotter and charming than he is. Can you claim me and make me moan so loud like the world is mine?”

Fucking goddess! So she talks like this? I hadn't seen this part of her.

“Well, I'd choose him over you again and again,” she added and my eyes bulged.

Choose me? For what?

Then came the minister's voice, “Guards?”

The surprise turned to anger. “That's so noisy. How will they hear you?”

I commanded him closer with my fingers and he screamed like I had already taken his life.

“It's just blood sucking,” I whispered to him and dug my fangs into his flesh, drinking his blood even though it didn't taste so good. I continued, just to manage, until he took his last breath and all his muscles dropped.

He dropped to my feet and I wiped my lips.

‘That's so sour. Should I sweeten my tongue with Hansel?’ I creased my brows, staring at her.

She noticed my stare and began stepping back.

“Don't, please. Don't come closer.” she shrieked.

Oh! I just sucked her today, so it would be unfair to feed on her again.

‘But he tastes so bad I think I might throw up.’ I shook my head.

When I looked up, Hansel was trying to jump out of the window.

“I can't let you feed on me again, or I'll die like him,” she said before jumping off.

That girl…

I should go hunt more tasty blood until this sour taste disappears.