Lycan King’s Nemesis

**GWEN**

Kora was coming out of the bathroom when I entered the room. She grazed me with a smile which I compensated with a nod. “You can go now, I will take it from here,” I told her, strolling in.

She looked up hesitantly, the smile gradually dropping off her face. Then she bobbed once and moved from the direction of the wardrobe she was situated, to my pathway.

I pulled the curtains open and was on the verge of sitting on the sofa by the window when I heard her say, “Your Highness, is there something I did wrong?” My hands suspended, my head twisting to her.

“I beg your pardon.”

Her fingers were entwined together in front of her and they were twitching as she spike without meeting my eyes. “I feel like something about me bothers you. It’s as if you are merely tolerating my presence not because you want me here. I thought you had forgiven me from before.”

I exhaled and sat down, crossing my right leg over my left as I leaned forward, my big still fixed on her. “I don’t have any issues with you, Kora. You are overthinking things.”

Her black hair scattered as she shuddered her head in disagreement. “Please, if there is something you hold against me, I would prefer you scold me or punish me rather than this. I try to please you but I can’t help but feel that you don’t like me.”

“Okay, Kora since you want me to tell you what you did wrong. Why do I feel like you are hiding things from me? You think I don’t like you? Why? I barely even know you. But you, you have every reason to hate me.” I gestured with my hands. “You don’t inform me when there are meetings in the palace or basic information supposed to be passed to me making me look like a morose when someone else relays them to me. So, yes, I doubt your loyalty to me.”

“Your Highness!” She fell to her knees, her head down. “Goddess knows I will never do anything that will bring hurt to you knowing fully well the King would have my head.”

“Then why am I the last person to know about doings in this palace when I have you, huh?” I arched my brow.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“Because I felt like you were not interested and you didn’t ask me.”

“Because I do not know much takes place here. Have you forgotten? I am a werewolf and things are different with you guys around here.”

“Then, forgive my nonchalance, your highness. Henceforth I will provide you with up-to-date information about whatever goes on around here.”

“Will you, Kora? I want to know if you will genuinely be loyal to me.”

“I swear by my dead mother, your highness.”

I blinked. Her mother was dead? “Your mother is dead?” I voiced my concern.

“Y-yes, Your Highness. That was why the King accepted me to work here. She used to be a maid in the palace.”

My heart reached out to her. “I’m so sorry, Kora. It was insensitive of me to make you say that”

“No, Your Highness. It was a long time ago, by the by, you didn’t make me say it.”

“Stand up, Kora. There is no need for you to knee.”

She stood and dusted her knees. “Thank you, your highness.”

“Atr you friends with Merit?”

I see her countenance shift, looking uncomfortable with the question. “Yes, Your Highness. She is the head of the Dektans which_”

“It’s fine, Kora. You don’t need to explain. Let me know when she lived in the palace.”

“Yes, Your Highness.” She bowed and veered around to leave.

I was about to stop her and ask about the upcoming ball, then I paused, my hands lowering down to my lap. There will be no need for that. Let me observe her new loyalty and see how it played out.

As the door swung open, Ashton strolled in, resulting in Kora moving back with her head bowed. Once he was inside, she didn’t waste time scurrying off.

“Ate you okay?” He asked me, approaching slowly.

“Yes.” I glanced down at my hands, recollection my initial anger at him.

“Your countenance doesn’t say that.”

I stood abruptly, making my way to the wardrobe. “What do you want?”

“Whoa!” He uttered amid a chuckle. “I don’t recall pissing off. What have I done this time?”

With my hands on the door of the wardrobe, I pushed it closed a bit to peer at him. “Did you get back with me because you knew your mother was coming?”

“What!”

“Answer me, Ashton. It was all a ploy, wasn’t it?”

“I still don’t get you, little wolf. Why will you think that.”

“Because it’s the truth. You hate me, I know that. All of a sudden you are all sweet with me. Why? Do you think I will not find out?”

“Find out. Find out what?” He took a step in my direction and I banged the door, jabbing a finger his way.

“Don’t come close. Stay there.”

“Gwen, you need to stop. I don’t know what has you riled up or what my mother said to you, but you need to stop. We were making progress.”

“Until your cover blew! Tada.” I added cheekily, crossing my hands over my chest. “So, if I were you, I would crawl back to wherever I came from because I’m not allowing you to sleep here.”

“C’mon, little wolf, that’s not possible.” He appeared beside me, taking my shoulders in his hands. “You are mad at me, fine I get it. But, we can’t sleep separately. Mom will know.”

“And so? How is that supposed to bother me, Ashton?”

“I swear, you are wrong on this one, Gwen. I never got back to you because mother was coming. I am not that desperate.”

“Then why did you not kick her out like you promised me?”

“I did. I told her but she was adamant about staying. I know I messed up with her, Gwen. It’s all my fault she doesn’t take me seriously anymore and I am glad Mom helped me on this one. I swear, I never thought about that.”

I sighed, my eyes flicking close to take a deep breath. “Fine, Ashton. Maybe I was overthinking things.” I admitted, pulling away to grab my robe and stride to the bathroom.

“Can I come?” He asked. “You look tense. You probably need a strong massage.”

“What I need is to think away from you, Ashton,” I said, slamming the bathroom door.

Two minutes later, the asshole was seated behind me on the tub, massaging oil into my shoulder blades. It felt so good and relaxing. I shut my eyes and laid back in him to unwind.

“You like?” He whispered.

“I love it, Ash.”

“I’m glad.”

His hands played in circles down my blades towards my cleavage and backwards. In that motion. I could feel the tension building between my legs. So much for thinking away from him.

“You could always talk to me, little wolf.” He husked in my right ear, sending goosebumps riding my entire arms. The water beneath us was hot, yet it felt like I was drowned in chilled water.

“I’m trying to be positive with us,” he went on. This time when his finger slid down my front, instinctively, I pushed my chest up, craving him to go lower. My nipples were as hard as a rock and needed to be sucked.

“I-I-yeah… I mean, I will… fuck, Ash. I will try.” My right hand, resting on his outstretched lap began touring. It traced faint lines on his hairy lap, steadily climbing up. I felt him twitch, a groan crumbling down his chest.

“What did Mother say to you?”

He packed my breasts and fondled, moulding and letting go, to repeat the motion. But he didn’t touch my nipple area.

“Nothing much… please, lower,” I begged shamelessly. I needed it. I was becoming very wet and at any moment I might burst.

“I’m the one in charge, little wolf. Don’t order me.”

“Yes… Im sorry… Oh, yeah.” He flicked his thumbs over my nipples and I shot up, giving up on my constraint. I want him so badly. And right now. I flipped about to straddle him, and before he would protest, my hand found his hard cock and grasped it, repaying his wickedness.

“Fuck, I’m not through_” I kissed him, shutting him up. My hip ground on him, and when I couldn’t take it any more, I lifted up slightly and slipped down his massive length.

“Yeah, just like that.” I started moving, going up and coming down. He took my waist, his ocean blues connected with mine as he commenced assisting my movement.

The bathroom was foaming with our moans and the temperature felt at the highest. I was on the verge of reaching the brink. I clutched a handful of his hair and tugged tightly as he hit a spot and I came undone with him.

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