Mated To The Lycan King

Chapter 65 

I watched as Dexter pulled on his chains. His skin burned as he pulled. I could tell that he was attempting to shift. It took him all of ten seconds to realize that his Lycan side was being suppressed. 

“Not such a great feeling. Feeling lost, helpless while your lycan has disappeared from you all together and you are now no better than a human. You can thank Miranda for that.” I grinned. 

I watched as he turned to look at Miranda and she grinned at him. Her hand flicked and he hollered out in pain. 

“Stop, please, stop.” He begged. I clicked my tongue and let out a laugh. “Really, already begging? How weak are you, Dexter?” “Avalynn, stop. All I wanted was you.” He told me. 

“Me? That’s it? So what was everything else? You murdered the king. You slaughtered an entire pack, with the exception of three brothers. You blew up our communications tower. You enlisted the help of Rogue wolves, the help of a rogue alpha wolf from my pack, you murdered my family, my adoptive mother and I assume father. You murdered your own father and younger brother, you attempted to murder Brent and failed. You attempted to murder Miranda! You murdered her entire family, with the exception of Cassie, and you would have murdered her if you had been able to. I do not feel any sympathy for you. You deserve everything you are about to receive.” I growled and shifted to Charlotte, allowing her shared control of our situation. 

“Avalynn, please.” 

Charolette growled and took our hand/paw and slashed him across the face. Blood oozed instantly from the wound as he screamed. 

Miranda walked over and tilted her head. “Should we gag him or listen to him struggle? Hmm, what to do?” She snapped a finger and cracking was heard in his right arm. I saw that it was broken. He struggled against the chains, continuing to beg us. 

We never stopped. I started with his fingers next and broke every single one of them. The cracking sounds were soothing. When the pain was too much he ended up passing out on us. 

I shifted back again, “Well, Miranda, I believe we should call it a day?” 

She nodded her head and I turned to the warrior guards. “Please take him back to his quarters. Inject him with the serum Miranda has made.” 

“Yes, it will jump start his healing process but still will leave his wolf suppressed.” She handed it to the guard and he bowed to us both. We both left the chamber and walked to the elevator. I swiped our access card and walked through the double doors to the elevator. We stood there in silence until the doors closed 

and I sighed. “Miranda, I am afraid I am going to lose myself in this mess.” 

“Same.” She also sighed. “Even though he deserves it, I just don’t know if I am built for this torture process. I want to get even, it just doesn’t feel right. Maybe we should just overwatch and allow someone else to do it for us?” 

“I can’t do that. I declared it in front of everyone. Will they see us as weak?” I looked over at her. 

we have promised. How will our people take us seriously?” I

guess that comes with the territory of wearing the crown.” I shrugged and looked up at the light that displayed the floor we were

elevator dinged as it stopped

need to get cleaned up. Thank you for

you soon. I have someone coming later with books on royals in the south. They may be here as early as tomorrow morning. Would you be interested in going over it tomorrow sometime?” Miranda pushed herself off the wall of the elevator, stepping out of

inside, and locking it behind me. I leaned against the door and jumped when

startle you.” He walked over to me. “It

little messy when I slashed his face. Blood kind of went everywhere.” I shrugged and walked past him to

“Can I ask you something?” I turned around to look at him. Man, did he look

it would. Charlotte loved

them. The best part, though, is if it is too much for your human form, allow your lycan full control over your entire being. Retreat back into your mind and shield your human side from such destruction. That is what I do sometimes, and what I used to do when first starting out.” He smiled down at me. “But you need to shower. I

hot shower, washing everything away from my

suffer the way he deserves to

you sure? I feel so weak.” / sighed.

weak. This is not a weakness, don’t think that you are reserving your human side for

of command.” I felt annoyed at myself. “I will come in due

towel and dried my hair. I hated dripping wet hair. It was the worst. I walked out of the bathroom in only a towel and looked at Everest. He was wearing a smile and I instantly felt better. He pat

with Miranda” i protested.

occupied.” He smiled at me. “Ohh? Well, what do you

you.” He told me and

I mean, are you ready?” I felt nervous and butterflies fluttered inside

and flipped us so he was now on top of me. His head dipped down and pulled the lowel that was wrapped around me with his teeth. He tugged it until it pulled free and he moved it aside

down and captured my mouth with his. His lips, when touching mine, sent sparks of electricity through my entire body. Instantly, from his touch, I felt myself already dripping for him. His tongue pressed against my lips and I opened my mouth, my own tongue greeting him. Our tongues

a hand moved along my side and up to my breast. He cupped it gently and moved the pad of his thumb over my now hard n****e. My head pressed back into the pillow on the bed and let a soft moan pass through my lips. He took his tongue down my neck and closed his mouth around where I wore his mark. I couldn’t contain

mouth. His free hand slipped between my legs and pressed against my clit. My hips bucked upwards to him in want. He rubbed slowly with

fingers working together, I was reaching my climax. I heard a rumbling growl from him and his deeplusterious voice “c’m for me, Avalynn. Now.” It was all I needed to tip myself over the edge.

of my face as our tongues explored the other’s mouth. I pulled back and slid off the bed, dropping down to my knees. His hard member was stiff and at full attention, throbbing in my face. I took him in my hand as I licked him from the base of his c’k to the head, my tongue swirling around the tip. His hands went to my hair, gathering a bunch