Lycan King's Nemesis

Gwen??

"Pervert!" I screamed, grasping my robe on the bed to swiftly wrap around me. I glared at Ashton who was still standing by the door quietly, his face seemingly clouded with an intense emotion I couldn't decipher. For the first time.

I knew why he was here, and I was ready for him.

As fast as-as if it didn't happen, his expression normalized and he fully came into the room in giant strides and lurked in from of me. His eyes narrowed, his mouth shifting in a snarl as he calmly demanded, "you call me a pervert for seeing what rightfully belongs to me?"

I eyed him and crossed my arms over my chest. "I don't belong to you, Ashton. At least not yet." I shifted back, hitting the table behind me.

He was looking at me intently, his glossy eyes penetrating my being as if he was seeing through the thick woollen robe around my body into my soul. Then his Adam apple moved and the sound of his gnashing teeth reached me. "I see you are growing wild, little wolf."

"Ashton, I don't want any trouble with you," I mumbled, his strong aura amplified in the room. It reminded me of the day he used his pheromone on me. I don't want to go through that pain again, so I looked away. "I just want to dress and go for my evening stroll."

"You are going to stand there," he jabbed his hand at my face. "... and you are going to explain to me what you did to my valet and what gave you the temerity to carry out such an order without my permission." "You started it!" I flared. "You were the one who caused it by placing him in danger. Why would you want to leave our matrimonial chamber, Ash_"

"Stop!" His hands lifted above his ears as his face squeezed deathly to demonstrate his displeasure. "You had no right, Gwendolyn. You had absolutely no right to order the death of one of my kind. Is that why you are here? To finish what_" he faltered and staggered back, eerie silence flooding the room.

"Finish what?" I asked tentatively, somehow feeling that he was about to say something very personal to him before he regained himself.

He shook his head. "You are going to pay for what you did." He was nodding repeatedly to send home his point. "I am going to make sure of it."

"Then get ready to watch every one of your servants die if you order them to do anything idiotic, Ashton." I dared him, despite being terrified. I have to learn to stand up to him if I am going to survive his cold attitude. "And make no mistake, Ashton. If you continue to break your oat to me, or don't agree for the bloodmoon ritual between us to seal our bond, then you are giving me the permission to take another lover when you_"

He grabbed my arm and twisted me around in a hurtful vicelike grip as he slammed me against his rocky chest, and his mouth hovered over my right ear. "Don't forget who you belong to, Gwendolyn. And don't forget how much I can make you suffer if you dare go against me even for a second."

I gasped, my eyes wide in apprehension yet becoming still at the low sound of his voice, his strong scent and his powerful aura. It was like a euphoric cloud over my head, nulling all my senses and replacing them with a heated need. I felt his chest rumble with low chuckle, obviously in mockery. He knew what he was doing to me. He had a new weapon to wield over me. Of course, he would rejoice. "I see you are suddenly dumb, little wolf," he husked, teasing my face with the tip of his forefinger. He traced it to my mouth and with his thumb pushed my lower lip downward until his finger was grazing my lower teeth.

My chest was heaving steadily, the sound from it possibly heard from outside by anyone standing close.

"You are going to be submissive to me, little wolf, "he hedged hoarsely, still toying with me. "You know why?" My eyes fluttered, purring lightly at his feathery lip massage. "Because you are my property. I make the rules while you have no choice but to respond. You have no power here and will never. Here, my order, my voice, my ordinance shall be the last. Do you comprehend?"

His hand started travelling lower my neck, lower, lower, and stopped at my pulse, rubbing lightly as if in a threat to snap it, if I wavered in agreement.

"Do you understand?"

"Ye-yes," I croaked, choking on my saliva from excess longing. My legs quivered as heat pooled between my legs, begging for him to go lower to the very spot I yearn for him the most. Lud, how can I be able to challenge him when I can't even withstand a common touch.

"Good." He abruptly pushed me off, and strolled to the window and with one struck, yanked it close.

I touched my face in shame, regaining back my composure fast. I turned to face him and saw him moving towards the closet, it brought back the main bone of our present contention. I panicked. "You can't leave, Ashton." I deadpanned. He continued throwing his clothes on the bed like I didn't say anything.

"If not..." I thought of what to use to threaten him with. "If not I will tell your mother." I declared, biting down on my lip as my eyes pinned on his back to show how serious I am.

The sound of the clothe hangers clattered against each other as he forcefully dropped the clothing he was holding on top of the others on the bed, and walked in my direction once more.

I moved, straight to the door, meaning to flee in case he meant to do anything absurd. However, before I arrived there, he was standing in front of me with a condescending smirk as he took me in.

I paused in shock, still yet to get used to his Lycan speed. I stepped back.

He swung the door open. "You can have it your way," and grumbled. "as if this will stop me."

"It shall, Ashton!" I shouted after him. "You must_"

The door smacked and he was gone as he came. I stood there in my robe seething in vexation, wanting so much to bring out my anger on something right now.

"Argh!" I screamed loudly and flung the robe off me, heading to the wardrobe to change into a dress I can spar with. I've lasted too long without training. Perhaps, that's why I am angsty. If I get busy, I won't have the time to be nosing around my mate or getting more irritated with everything going on around me.

As I walked to the door, hoping to find the maid and inquire about the training ground, it snapped open and Abigail loomed in front of it, a wide smile spread across her face as she saw me.

"Surprise!"

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