The Lycan Series
Bullied By The Lycan King Chapter 45

Axel's POV

"Jasper will need to test Violet's blood to see if she has more chances than Thalia and Savannah. Their recent tests were useless. They can't..."

Greg was speaking. I could hear the light sounds as they flowed into the air, blending with the natural sounds that already habited the room, yet I couldn't understand any of it. My thoughts were on Violet.

I told her not to leave. She would definitely still be on my bed with my T-shirt covering her beautiful little body.

Just the thought of it made my c**k twitch in my pants. I couldn't wait to complete this meeting with Greg so I could return to her but before then, I would have to deal with Sam. He had dared place those f*****g fingers of his on her... He wasn't even scared! The fool! I would teach him a lesson. I would teach all of them a lesson they shall tell their children. No one touches Violet. No one except me.

"Axel!" Greg spat and I snapped out of my thoughts and turned to look at him.

"Huh?" I asked and his eyes narrowed. I knew he was about to give me a lecture on how important it was for a king to always stay focused during catch-up meetings like this but I wasn't in the mood. To prove to him that I had at least gotten an idea of what he always babbled about, I quickly added.

"Yes, the northern kingdom can handle their problems," I said with a satisfactory grin on my face.

Greg's brow rose and he shook his head lightly.

"You weren't listening. I spoke of the eastern pack. The one governed by Fergus. Hilda is supposed to go to inspect what truly happened there," Greg said and I hated the disappointment in his tone as he spoke.

"Yeah, that... I heard that," I agreed. I would rather lose an eye than admit to being wrong, especially to Greg.

He nodded with a smug look and got off the chair.

"She will leave by morning tomorrow and Jasper is still expecting Violet's sample," he said as he began to walk out of the study.

My brows frowned at the last statement. I knew why he wanted Jasper to test Violet but something within me didn't like the idea. "No. He won't be testing her," I growled and Greg stopped.

I glared at his back, waiting to hear him argue this out with me but he didn't. Slowly he turned around and looked into my face.

"That is your decision, my King..." He made a turn once more but stopped halfway. "Since Hilda will be going tomorrow, I have a perfect candidate to take over the affairs for a few days pending the time Hilda will return."

I had never been one to like mysteries. The way he said it. The way it sounded. The way he moved his brows as he spoke -I didn't like it at all.

"Who is this replacement?" I growled but he smirked and turned around.

"You should really pay more attention to these meetings. She will be here by noon," he sang, before walking out the door.

"Fuck you, Greg!"

The old man knew exactly how to get under my skin and no matter how much I tried to push him away, he succeeded. I was the fucking King, yet he still found ways to punish me.

He knew that I was going to spend the rest of the day thinking about this mysterious person and I hated the idea of making him win one more time, so I got out of the chair and decided to use my anger over better things. Things like Sam, the audacious human.

A cruel grin sat on my lips as I moved out of my office and marched to the slave quarters where I knew his sorry existence would have been.

The guards at the entrance were shocked to see me and they quickly tried to line up so they could greet me but I waved them off.

I had other things on my mind to worry about and not them.

I continued my journey and as I got to the slave quarters, the few slaves that were still lurking around almost passed out in shock as they saw me and my cruel grin only grew larger.

In the past, whenever I left my station and came all the way to theirs then they knew it had to be something terrible and somebody was going to die.

I went straight to Sam's puny little office and I kicked the door open, what I found shocked me.

There was a half-naked woman on top of him, riding his cock and he had his head thrown back as he grabbed her waist for balance.

"Oh, God!" She cried out, jumping off him as soon as the door banged open.

I stood there glaring at them while they shook like lone plants in the desert.

It was interesting how I was coming to t*****e him over Violet and somehow, I found him with another woman. A very familiar woman.

I cocked my head to the side and looked at her closely. Of course, it was the slave Violet had chosen as her maid. And if I remembered correctly, they were together yesterday.

"Hmm, isn't this an interesting twist," I finally said as I walked into the room, my intimidating frame covering every space till they could barely breathe.

Sam suddenly fell to the ground with his hands joined together.

"My King..." He stuttered and I raised my brows to him, "Please it's all my fault... Please punish me and let Sky go. Please, my King, I beg of you." He cried but my grin only grew bigger.

"Sky..." I breathed and then decided I didn't like the name. I could have punished her as well but Violet was probably going to cry and whine over her. So I waved my hand in her direction, "You may leave. I didn't come here for you anyway," I growled. She spurred to her feet and ran out the door like a little pup whose tail was set on fire.

It was very amusing to watch and I couldn't help but let out a dark chuckle.

"Now you," I said, making myself comfortable on the chair I was in. "I came here to warn you about Violet but it seems you have another lover... Or were you vying to f**k both of them?" The very idea that he could have even imagined it, sent my wolf on a rampage. It growled in my head and my eyes turned red as I waited for Sam's reply which would determine my decision.

Sam immediately fell flat on the floor and his sobbing filled the room. "No, my king! I could never think of something like that... I consider Violet-"

"Princess Violet, you prick!" I growled as he dared say her name like she was some common slave.

"The princess... My King!" I could see his body trembling with fear and I hated to think that was remorse or could it be ordinary fear?

Slowly I got off the chair and moved to where he was sprawled on the floor begging for his life. My boots stepped on his fingers and I slowly added my weight above him. "Argh!" He cried out and I applied even more weight over the fingers.

"Shshsh," I whispered, "if you let out one more sound then you will leave here without a tongue rather than a few broken fingers," I said and he swallowed his screams at once.

The smile on my face increased, "Good boy... Now listen attentively, I am soaring your life so you can live to tell the story to other fools like you... Under no circumstances should you come ten feet close to Violet. You must not even breathe the same air she does..." My voice had taken on a darker flame as I growled at him.

I bounced on the fingers beneath me, enjoying the satisfactory pop of bones.

"I hope this gentle reminder advises you to stay away from her... Are we clear?" I growled and Sam whimpered in response. The poor fool could barely make a sound without crying.

Satisfied that I had gotten what I came for, I moved away from him and marched out of the slave quarters feeling the tingles of satisfaction swimming through me.

As I got to the mansion, I took the direction of my chambers but I couldn't move as my eyes locked with Savannah standing right in front of me.

"My King..." She purred, closing the distance between us in swift and calculated movements that supposed to be sexy.

She wore a very provocative dress that left a good portion of her body exposed. It was an off-the-shoulder dress that could be called off the chest because her nipples were the only thing protected by the flimsy material. It didn't stop there, it also had a very long slit that passed above her bikini line and I knew with certainty she wasn't wearing any underwear beneath the dress.

Usually, my wolf would growl in excitement and I would be tempted to have her right there in the corridor but for some reason, it disgusted me today.

"What do you want, Savannah?" I growled, my eyes turning red with a new wave of anger.