The Lycan Series
Bullied By The Lycan King Chapter 27

Axel's POV

My heart was suddenly uneasy as my wolf started moving restlessly within me. I was suddenly unable to watch as Violet's legs left the floor.

When she made it to the other side without tripping. My wolf let out a growl of relief and my anger returned.

She shouldn't have passed the test.

"Enough!" I roared as I jumped to my feet.

The widow turned to me with her fingers back to touching themselves. "Is something wrong, my great King?"

My eyes narrowed as I glared at her. "Did you really think that silly trick you played was going to work on me?"

"My great King, I-"

"Guards!" I roared and ten heavy men marched down to the center of the room. "Take the widow to the cell and everyone else leave this room at once!"

The sound of the guards hitting their chests filled the room as they acknowledged my orders. Then they held the window by the arms and dragged her out of the throne room.

The sound of moving feet followed next as everyone else started leaving the room as fast as they could before my wrath descended on them.

"Not you, Violet!" I hissed.

I have had enough of her presence tormenting me. I was going to end it today.

She froze in the position she was in, facing the door.

Greg was the last person to leave the room and I refused to look at him. He would only try to preach to me and this was not the time for that. This was the time for action.

It was Axel. Son of the great King Talon. A simple human girl couldn't continue to t*****e me in this manner.

As the door closed behind Greg, I closed up the distance between us and stood right in Infront of her.

"Why did you kill Hera?" I growled.

Her head twitched but she never looked up at my angered face.

"I asked you a fucking question, Violet? Do you think this is a joke? Do you think you are f*****g little girl and I will forgive everything you do because once upon a time you gave me a blanket in the cold? Why did you f*****g kill Hera?" Her hands fisted by her sides and her chest heaved in a fast motion.

Her stubbornness was pushing me to the edge and for some unexplainable reasons, I was holding back.

"Don't make me hurt you, Violet... Why did you fucking do it?" I yelled my hands almost reaching her neck but snapped her head up and my hands hung in the air at the fire burning in her blue eyes.

It seemed like an impossible fit for a human with bright blue eyes like hers to be burning with such fire that made her eyes turn a strange shade of blue that was almost becoming purple.

"I don't have an answer for you Axel! I didn't kill anyone and if you don't want to believe me then please go ahead and kill me because I am sick and tired of this drama!" She yelled. Emotions twirled in chaos within me as I glared at her. "How dare you, Violet!"

Rather than shrink away as I expected her to, she stood with her shoulders high and her eyes piercing into my soul.

"Kill me, Axel. Do it!"

I wanted to squeeze the life out of her. I wanted to kiss her so badly. I wanted to shut that mouth by any means necessary. I wanted to hold her and feel her warm little body in my arms. "Argh!" I growled out in frustration.

My torture wasn't ending. She was only making it worse.

"I know a punishment worse than death, Violet!" I grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out of the throne room.

"Hilda!" I roared as I dragged Violet along with me through the corridors of the mansion.

My head was filled with rage yet my eyes saw nothing but the beauty she possessed. F**k!

"Yes, my king," Hilda appeared with her head lowered.

I practically threw Violet toward her and being skillful enough, Hilda caught her before she slipped to the hard ground. "Keep her in the mansion. She is now a slave here! Since she loves the palace so much, she is stuck here forever!" I growled.

"Yes, my King," Hilda replied with her hands still holding onto Violet.

My mind was corrupted. I didn't want to look at her and get another batch of wrongly placed thoughts.

With my hands still fisted, I walked away from them. I went straight to my bedroom and locked myself up.

"Fuck!" I hissed and wiped a hand over my face to try and calm my nerves. But nothing was working.

I moved my eyes around the room and they landed on the wine bottle beside my bed.

I darted toward it like it was a magnet that pulled me towards it and I uncorked it with one harsh pull.

Without a glass, I started drinking from the bottle. I slammed it to my lips and gulped down as much as I could, ignoring the burning sensation in my throat.

I sat on my bed and glared at the floor.

The alcohol didn't work. Violet was still in my mind.

Those burning eyes. Those lips. That body.

F**k!

I threw the empty bottle in my hands across the floor and got up.

I was just sex-starved. Once I got my c**k f****d tired, all these stupid thoughts about Violet would leave my head.

I walked out of the room and made my way to the concubine's quarters. The smell of the different flowers they had used to adorn their rooms was usually a good way for me to relax but for some reason, it only increased the burning in my loins. I charged into Savannah's room and found her bed empty.

"Savannah!" I roared, my anger changing projectiles.

I heard sounds from the bathroom and I kicked the door open.

She let out a yelp at the force but as her eyes settled on me, she smiled.

"My King..." She trailed. "I was just coming to the room when I heard the door open."

Her hair was wet and there was a towel tied around her body.

My eyes darkened and I closed up the distance between us in a second. I pulled the towel off her body and grabbed her face, merging our lips in a feverish kiss.

Her hands wrapped around my neck and I grabbed her ass and pushed her up my body. With her naked body clutched over mine, I moved us to the sink. I placed her on it and worked on my belt.

My cock was already painfully erect from the thoughts of Violet but I would rather pass out than go for her.

I pumped myself a few times too. let the juice lubricate my shaft properly before my hand slipped. her waist and I pulled her closer, so I could penetrate.

"Hmm," Savannah mumbled, already anticipating the fullest my c**k brought to her.

With one final pump, I pushed myself deep inside her. Her free cunt opened up, giving me the passage I desperately wanted.

Wanting to erase Violet's burning eyes from my mind, I raised Savannah's face. "Look at me," I growled in a husky voice and she stared into my face as I moved inside her with sharp and fast thrust. "Ah!" She cried out, throwing her head back but I held her neck and kept her face in place, then I focused on my c**k.

I drew her ass closer and I pumped hard inside her, wishing the torment and t*****e in my heart would go away.

I dropped her to the ground and flipped her so that her ass was now to my cock. I placed my hand on her c**t and let the juice move over to her a*****e and then I pushed myself inside her. "Aah!" She cried out at the first impact but this was Savannah, her entire body was wide open already.

With a few pumps, the lubrication refused and I had to spit into my c**k l, so it could move freely into her a*****e.

I grabbed her a*s and moved faster, closing my eyes to the tingles that spread through me.

Her back started pushing into me, whining and enjoying the way I was hitting her.

"Oh, my King!" She cried out as her orgasm shook her body but I wasn't even near done.

I grabbed her jiggling breasts and squeezed on her nipples as I worked my c**k deeper inside her.

My brutal movements broke the tap at the sink and the sound filled her bathroom, mixing with that of our labored breathing.

Soon the sound of her cries was becoming muffled as my brain suddenly went back to thinking of the one person I wanted to forget.

Maybe it was the alcohol but I found myself comparing the tiny kiss Violet had given me all those years ago and the effect it had gotten on me.

How would it feel if she was the one I f****d in this manner?