Lycan King’s Nemesis

**GWEN**

Since Merit had hampered my effort of going to visit the pack members at the farm yesterday, very early this morning when I woke up-and after taking my time to admire the bowl of hot sauce sprawled across the bed oblivious to everything happening around him and mind you very late in the morning also-I eventually coerced myself into bathing, wearing comfy training gear and heading out.

I had a lot to do today.

I was euphoric.

I stopped by to inform Kora not to go to my chamber-so as not to wake my love- but I didn’t find her. They said she left the place earlier this morning and was meant to return before noon. She didn’t tell me. I didn’t mind though. I informed the head salutary to help me relay to her not to bother going to my chamber.

Then, I literally glided out of the palace. I headed straight for the woods. Immediately I was there, I removed my clothes and placed them inside my bag and then I shifted into my giant wolf and took off with my bag in my mouth, through the woods. For the first time in my life, I experienced true freedom.

I experienced true happiness! The joy of being who I was. I was a werewolf! I was not human! Yeah!

I didn’t mind the piercing thickets in the forest that scrunched under my paws or the impending rain as I saw the cloud turn darker. All I cared about was I was sprinting in every direction of these woods until I had exhausted every iota of energy in me.

It was noon before I arrived at a stream deep in the woods and my wolf throat was dried from running and lolling for so long. So I went to the stream to drink and roll my fur playfully. My wolf was ominous at sight but inside it appeared serene. I only met her but I assume she would be the type that doesn’t act unless she felt triggered. Like yesterday.

I shifted back to my human form, dressed, and made my way to the farm to visit the villagers. Today I wasn’t going to allow anything to ruin this delight that skated through me. I could walk through fire and never feel a burn.

I got to the farm, took a bold gulp and approached the busy farmers. They were deeply engrossed in the day’s toil they didn’t see me. I garnered it was a result of the weather they were trying to meet up and leave on time.

“Hello, Beatrice,” I greeted the head farmer’s wife. She owned a milking farm and was the best in the business. Her husband controlled most of the palatial farm workers.

Awestricken brown eyes found mine, her brunette dulled by the ailing weather. “Your Highness,” She said stiffly, her face contorting to what could be passed as a smile but I knew was forced. “You shouldn’t be out under this weather.” Her eyes skimmed up.

“I am fine. How’s it going down here?” By now the others had seen me and everyone had increased their pace. It was getting colder and it’s not comfortable to be outside by this time. I wouldn’t want the rain to meet them.

“We are trying. Though the weather is not encouraging, my husband intends the farmers to go a long way before the rainy season becomes unbearable.”

I was nodding my head and raised my hand to wave at her husband down the left corner plunging a big hoe into the hard soil.

He smiled sharply and looked back down to continue. It was evident I was not welcomed here, albeit, I won’t give up. “Perhaps, I can do something. I am bored and I have always wanted to learn one or two things about farm work,” I leaned to her side. “Between us, I have hope of owning a little farm at the back of the palace.”

Her eyes hinted at expansion and quickly dimmed. “Your Highness! That’s a job for the low. I can’t possibly let you do that. And about owning a farm, it is a good thing but would the King want that?”

I giggled coquettishly with a mild swipe of my right hand to dismiss her worry. “That was why I said it’s between us. Who knows, I might need your input the most.”

Her eyes that were haughty, dulled, and I saw interest spark in replacement. “It would be my pleasure to help, your highness.”

“Good, so, tell me what to do around here. No one outside us in this place should know!”

And that was how I spent my afternoon with them. However, she didn’t let me do a thing, insisting I merely watch the others as well as fed me dried oats and milk while tutoring me in the basics of farming. It was a day that passed as remarkable that by the time the first drop of rain dipped, I bade my farewell to them and left.

Once I was far from them, I didn’t bother changing and transformed to speed in the direction of the cottage to spread the goodness to my friends. Hopefully today Abby would be willing to see me.

I reached there and lifted my right paw to scratch the door. I did it repeatedly but there was no sound. Did Tyler go out? If that’s the case, Abby wouldn’t open the door, that was for sure. For safety reasons.

I growled. I should have thought about that.

Part of why I came here today was to train too. It’s been a while since I did. I might be losing my technique by now.

I swerved around to leave, giving the surrounding woods a once over. I actually needed to go in so that I could change into the gown in my bag. My training gear shredded when I transformed. And it was beginning to rain. Heavily.

My furs wet, I raised on my back hunches and tried the knob and to my surprise, the door inclined open. What! Why will they leave the door open? Anyone could walk in? Where is Tyler?

I entered and closed the door this time.

I ambled towards the living room, my wolf senses very apt as I took in my surroundings. The house was too quiet for my liking. Yeah, Tyler’s house was often like this, however, I felt there was something odd in the air. Probably my wolf senses.

I made for the staircase, unable to talk in my form.

At the top of the stairs, I made for Abby’s door and found it ajar. I peeped inside, but she was not in there. Where is she? My pulse escalated. What if the tan got against them and Ty went after her? That could be why the door was open.

I turned away and that was when I heard it. My ears caught a faint whimpering sound coming from somewhere. Not far.

Abby!

That was my first thought, my ears perking up. She was in danger. Only that could elicit such a mangled sound from her.

I heightened my hearing sense to ascertain which room she was in, making my way down the hall. And then not only did I get the room, but my nostrils caught mixed scents. Very confusing scents. They were scents I couldn’t discern most as I had not perfected my scenting ability in my wolf form.

“Abby?” I called out in my head, stopping when I got to Tyler’s room. Is he hurting her? Ty would never do that! Ty is not like that. He would do anything to protect Abby. He protected me before!

I used my muzzle to hurl the door in, and found the place empty! Where the heck is the sound coming from?

It was even intensified as I stood there. Meaning it was somewhere around here. I would have to transform so that I could use my human voice. I had to save Abby if she was in trouble in anyway I could.

Making up my mind, I raced down the hall back down the stairs to pick up my discarded bag and made it up into Tyler’s room to change.

As I dropped the bag and was about to shift, right in front of me a door stood, a bit ajar. Curiosity overrode my immediate quest and before I could hold back, I was standing before it, grabbed the knob, and thrust it inside.

“Yeah, baby, you are so sweet, Tyler,” Sultry capricious words purred from Abby whose ass was palmed by Tyler who pummeled into her from behind.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. Tyler and Abby?

How?

When?

The room reeked of their brutal lovemaking, one couldn’t help but wonder how long they’d been at it that they had to leave the door open and hadn’t noticed my presence up to this moment.

I hated to break this up, nonetheless, this was too much for me and as far as I was concerned, they both owed me an explanation.

Tyler had a woman for goddess’ sake!

I went close to a vase by the side of the room, grabbed it with my two front paws, and smashed it into the ground.

Tyler jumped away from Abby, his big cock dangling on my face. He became defensive at once at seeing a wolf right in front of him.

“Fuck! What’s that?” Abby cried, running behind Ty. “Ohmg, It’s a wolf! We have a wolf in the house! How did it get in here? Do something!”

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