My Lycan Demigod

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HANSEL…

“It must be your first time meeting an official minister.” the man muttered while helping me pick up the scrolls that had scattered all over the floor. “But you look so familiar. Where had we met before?”

That one question made my soul leave my body. He recognised me? I didn't expect that when I was dressed femininely.

I looked up to him, with a wide smile across my lips, “My Lord, it's my pleasure meeting you, but this is the first time we met…” I said to him, my chest pounding louder in my ears.

He nodded, still his gaze lingered all over me as though he didn't believe what I had just said. I prayed to the gods to take over because this was going to be my end if he truly happened to recall who I was.

“If you say so, then so be it.” His lips curled into a dirty smile.

My fingers tangled on the scrolls, sweat concealing them.

I bowed to him, my heart already in my throat. Then I turned backward only to see the King's gaze on us, more like he was trying to fish out something.

To not add more salt to my wound, I quickly bowed to the king and made my way out of the hall. My legs moved faster than I thought back to the Prince's quarters, and I served the scrolls on his desk.

“Why keep it here when I have an office?” he growled at me, his face contorted. “And who the heck did you meet? Who owns that stinky scent?”

One thing I will never believe was that this man was a mortal like me. Did he just perceive another scent? No doubt, it belonged to that man.

I took a deep swallow and lowered my face, “My prince, it could be the minister that I stumbled upon on my way back.”

He would read my mind, and I hoped he wouldn't fish out something else.

“Take them to my office,” he commanded, and I didn't waste time obeying him.

When he came over, he had me read all the petitions to his hearing, and then I gave suggestions to them as he insisted. Truly, it was fun doing all those with him because he pulled behind his cruel nature and even smiled at me sometimes, even though they didn't last long.

…

Three days later,

I was returning from the kitchen where I had gone to tell them the change in the king's diet. He had switched to eating raw and bloody meats recently, and I also noticed that he hadn't blood hunted for two nights.

As I was about to enter his chamber, I heard his growl, one that made me freeze…

“How did it get out? What then is your job?”

I knew so well he was yelling at Lord Aldric, but this was actually the first time I had noticed that. They behave like brothers, even though the courtesy is there. Whatever could make him lose control this way must have been something so deep and serious.

“If the truth comes to light, I'd be dethroned…and once I am, what will happen to my siblings? Why should I lose my crown?”

I squinted. ‘Did something happen? Was a secret leaked?’

It can't be his blood hunting, right?

Then came Lord Aldric’s voice, “Its the minister of affairs, and he seemed to have known a lot. In his words, he'd been visiting that brothel because he found it odd that such a brothel was the only one making tons of money in the clan, so I guess he must have gotten the secrets from someone…”

“And that person must be the manager because he's the only one who knows that I own it.” The prince cut him short.

The manager leaked that he owned it? Minister of affairs?

I just didn't know why, but I was restless upon hearing that it was a minister who discovered it and reported him to his father, so I headed to his office to search through the list of ministers and see who had that role.

To my greatest shock, it happened to be the man I had met there too, the one I had seen in the throne room as a minister.

Holy gods! That man was all to no good. What if he knew right from the brothel that I was the prince's eunuch?

I clenched my palms at my side, staring at the wall, which bore the drawing of a lycan.

“What is he going to do? I guess he opened that brothel for his own good, and why do I feel like his family doesn't understand what he's passing through?” I kept soliloquising, my heart thumping in fear.

He hadn't been discovered until I went there. Am I such bad luck? If he ever finds out that I was in that brothel that night, he won't take it lightly with me.

And since then, I haven't gotten the chance to go search for another place yet.

Until darkness covered the sky, I was restless. I also noticed the prince was pacing from one corner of the room to the other.

He had never looked happy, but I thought tonight was the worst.

In some cases, he was covered with furs, and with time, they vanished. His eyes would turn red, sometimes golden yellow, and then they would return to their normal color. His fangs and claws once snapped out, but he forced them in.

He was just losing it. His mind wasn't at rest.

If the brothel is shut down, how was he going to sate his s****l cravings? If he is dethroned, wouldn't that be a shameful thing? How will he protect his siblings, because I was sure his magic powers would also drop, and he would be left with little or no magic power?

The thought of him didn't let me focus. I also didn't know what use I could be to him.

He panted, gasped in desperation, unable to sit.

I didn't want to leave even though it was time for me to. I couldn't stand leaving him that way.

For the first time, I was concerned about someone. His mood disrupted mine. It was as though we shared our feelings. The sadder he gets, it gets on my body.

At the time, I couldn't stand by. At least, I had heard the male workers in the merchant's manor say how going intimate with a woman calms their nerves when in such a bad mood, some added that just having their còck sucked also did a thing.

With that knowledge and keeping behind the fear that was about to grow in me, I approached him.

He looked me dead in the face, and I was sure he was seeing a prey at that point, “What are you still doing here? How long have you been here?”

Does it mean he hadn't been seeing me?

I didn't answer, I just got to my knees before him.

“Stand and leave. The day is over,” he said again, his voice husky.

I looked up to him, “Allow me, please…”

He said nothing else, just staring at me as I loosened his robe to give me the chance to find his inner pants. As I found it, I also loosened it, getting hold of his thick shaft.

In a go, I thrust the flesh into my mouth, throbbing my head to and fro.

He stiffened, not touching me, but just looking.

I put him in the mood with my lips, his hardness enlarged in my lips, but I didn't care. While I sucked him, I also massaged with my right palm. The pace was easier for me as he wasn't the one f*****g my mouth.

At a time, just when I thought he wasn't like the other males, he released a domineering growl, his aura made me shudder, but I refused to submit.

I wasn't set to widen my legs for him, all I wanted was to put his mind at ease.

In utmost pleasure, I sucked him like his còck was the greatest meal, my lips throbbing to and fro while he grunted in satisfaction.

He climaxed after a long journey to the peak, and his semen went down my throat.

When I stood, I only said to him, “Why not lie down?”

He stared at me as if shocked by what I just did, but he still obeyed me, and that was what I needed. He undressed and lay on his bed, and I covered him with the duvet.

I knew he wouldn't sleep just that easily, so I sat on the side of the bed, massaging his hair…and in time, he dozed off.

I swallowed my saliva, too tired to stand.

…

As I opened my eyes, I met a man staring at my face like he was going to eat me up. I jolted, my heart skipped a beat. “My prince!!” I mentioned and bowed to him as many times as I could.

What was this about? How did I spend my night here?

I expected him to scold me, or maybe order that I be punished, but he only demanded, “Can you just go take your bath and return here? Or, you could use my bathroom.”

My heart began crawling back to my chest. Why was he being so kind lately? Was he preparing something for me—one that would hurt me?

I still bowed to him, forcing up a smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't realise when I slept off. I'll go to my chamber and be real quick.”

He nodded and sat up while I made my way out of his chamber.

I didn't just know what was wrong with me. How tired was I that I slept off there? What if someone came in?

‘No! Someone can't come in like that. His powers won't make it possible.’ I comforted myself, reaching my door.

From afar, I sighted someone sitting in the corridor, and when I reached, she stood, smiles plastered all over her face, “Osha? How come?”

“Chief,” she bowed to me. “Father sent me over.”