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CroninI watch as all the Alpha’s of the Alliance arrive. They are quick to answer my call as they should be. The news of tonight’s events will have spread like wildfire through all the pack’s. My mood darkens further when the unmistakable stretch limousine of the Lycan King, flanked each side by riders on motorbikes and tailed by four black SUV’s, pulls through the gate. The last SUV parks off to the side of the gate and I see two Lycans get out of the car. Even in their human form they cannot hide what they are. The way they move gives them away. I didn’t expect the King himself to attend tonight’s meeting, maybe that dreadful Alpha Lucius who is the local authority for him. How did he get here so quickly when he lives hours away from here? My mind flicks back to the club and her warm tight pussy. I need to see Nerissa again and soon. I could kill Alpha Cline myself. To bring this kind of heat and pressure down on me and all the Alpha’s of the Alliance is unheard of
Cronin‘Please, High Alpha, don’t let them kill him!’ Her voice screams into my head as I descend away from the growls and snarls that ring through the entrance hall above me. ‘I will try my best Sapphire.’ I will, but I don’t know what I can do to help. He is the one that I answer to I do not have the strength to challenge his decisions. The way my Alpha’s have to respect and obey me is the same for me to the King. Do they not realise this. He is in charge, he is the one calling the shots.Below ground in the darkness and privacy the earth provides, I have made a huge arena. The main area is two storeys tall and a wide-open space that is easily as long and wide as a football pitch. At one end is a Bar for happier occasions, like birthdays, when huge celebrations fill the place with laughter and music. It the very middle is a large circular pit that sinks three metres further into the ground. The pit is where grudges and bad blood can be fought out fairly, between the two opposing par
Cline The cold iron hits my wrists and a jolt of pain radiates up each of my arms. I grit my teeth together so I don’t make a noise. I won’t give the Lycan King the satisfaction. The clink of the chains tinkle in my ears as my wrists are wrenched sharply away from my body. My arms are slowly winched higher and higher in time to the squeak of the handle being turned. The chains drag along the ground to the two huge, solid posts that are situated in the very middle of the stage. My shirt rips from a nail head that protrudes from the wooden floor. The ringing in my head makes it hard to concentrate on what is happening around me. I can sense the other Alpha’s holding their breath. None of them were brave enough to take a stand like I did, and now I know why. I don’t feel brave at all, instead I am the shell of the man I was this morning. I am destroyed. My arms start to rise from the floor as the winch pulls me up towards the posts. The last time these posts were used fo
Cline ‘Twenty your Majesty?’ Lord twat face responds incredulously and I could laugh if not for the seriousness of my situation. ‘Yes Lucius unless you disagree with your King? You have already murdered his wife and two daughters. If he survives this then that is a pain he will need to live with for the rest of his life, however long that may be.’ I hear him huff and sit down heavily on a chair. Of course he wouldn’t miss this. All the years of underhanded tactics to outdo each other in business has come down to this. Death. Too much death for something as simple as money and pride. I would rather be poor and a coward but still have my family by my side. ‘Solomon, you will deliver the punishment.’ The King declares and I hear him take his seat. No one stands to defend me. Not a single man or woman amongst my kin will call out this barbaric King on the death sentence he just handed me. I am the only one who is stupid enough to go against the Lycan’s and this punishment
DameonHuge lumps of his pink flesh fall in ragged lumps heavily to the floor. ‘Eighteen’ Another crack of the whip shatters the silence in the enormous room. Little speckles of his warm red blood spray the ten or so meters and land on my hands. I have to watch the punishment. If I were to turn away now then it would be a sign of weakness. I look at Lucius out of the corner of my eyes and his smile sends a shiver down my spine. His eyes glaze over from satisfaction at the awful sight in front of him. Maybe I should have sentenced the foolish wolf to death. It would have been kinder than putting him through this drawn-out execution. ‘Nineteen.’ He doesn’t move between lashes now. I’m pretty sure he lost consciousness around number fourteen. I’m astonished he didn’t even scream out in pain, not even once. It’s not often you meet a werewolf with such a high pain threshold. Even a Lycan would have succumbed to the agony at some point. ‘Twenty.’ The last blow lands and fina
Dameon ‘My King.’ He starts when the silence becomes unbearable for him and his nerves break. I silence him with my senses and he falls into a painfilled silence. ‘How dare you slaughter the entire family of that Alpha. I gave you no such permission.’ I keep my voice even and monotonal, emotions never serve well in situation like this. ‘I would have dealt out the punishment I deem fit as your King. Are you foolish enough to forget where the majority of our wealth comes from? How they out number us easily ten to one.’ My voice grows in volume and anger. I signal soundlessly to my driver, Tariq, to leave. Lucius fidgets uncomfortable in his seat from the weight of my anger as it pushes down on him. ‘I… My… I’m sorry.’ His words start and stop under the strain of my aura as it surrounds him and almost suffocates him. I didn’t become King through luck, I was born to be King. I am the strongest of all the Lycans and obviously I need to reaffirm my leadership and strength mo
Lucius‘Where is that little fucking tramp.’ My voice echoes up and down my huge entrance hall and down the corridors that lead off from this main room. ‘She is down in the basement with the slave girl.’ Miriam answers me quietly with her head bowed. Poor excuse for a Lycan as far as I’m concerned. The Goddess really did have it in for me, mating me to such a weak and pathetic creature. Her father’s money was the only reason I didn’t out right reject her instantly at the mating ceremony all those years ago. Her money and title could have bagged her anyone one she wanted as a chosen mate, but she was drawn to me through the bond and I have made the most of it ever since. She knows I play with the lower Lycans as often as I please, and those girls fall to their knees to please me with their mouths and hands. My slave girl is a human and I fuck her as often as I want, normally with Miriam at the same time. My cock starts to rise at the thought of having both of them in my bed. ‘Make sure
Lucius ‘Stand in position.’ My grunt send them running to the end of the bed. I make a point of walking over slowly to them and drop the variety of implements onto the bed. Lexi visibly shakes from my proximity and Miriam looks right through me. ‘You.’ I point at Lexi. ‘Turn and bed over the end of the bed.’ A small sob leaves her thick dark brown lips as she turns and bends over the end of the bed, exactly like I have taught her. The top half of her body lays on the bed up to her hips and her ass is in the air, with her feet firmly on the floor. Total submission will be mine today. ‘You, lay on the bed with your legs either side of Lexi and bring Bertha with you.’ I smile when her façade cracks and fear washes over her face for a moment, just like I wanted. She moves quickly and position herself just like I told her to. I take the paddle from the pile and walk behind Lexi. Miriam is on her back, her fat pink pussy close to Lexis head, with Bertha by he