The Lycan Series
Bullied By The Lycan King Chapter 46

Axel's POV

"My King," she gasped, seeming shocked by my question. "You haven't asked for me or Thalia for a while now... I thought I would come to you myself," she said, daring to close the distance between us. Before I could stop myself, I grabbed her fingers roughly and twisted them away with such force, it sent her tumbling forward.

"I decide when I want you and not the other way around!" I growled and walked away from her.

I was angry not just with the fact that she thought it was fine to come to throw herself at me but also for the fact that Jasper had made me realize sleeping with them was useless. It resulted in nothing. None of them could get pregnant. I was only draining myself when I was with them. I got zero pleasure and only more irritation.

"Axel!"

A very familiar voice sliced through my chaotic subconscious and as I turned to see who it was, my heart froze.

"Holy fucking shit! Axel!?" She screamed and for the first time in years, I felt a part of my heart come alive.

"Aunt Emily!" I replied and she closed up the distance between us as she wrapped me in a tight hug.

It was almost surreal to believe what was happening. I had spent years, months even thinking about how I would react when I found even the smallest members of my family and here I was in my aunt's arms unable to believe it. After searching for so many years, I thought I had lost them all deep.down in my heart but I refused to accept it.

I made Nathan search the entire wasteland, just to fulfill the pressure eating away at my subconscious but now that my aunt Emily was here, there was finally true hope again.

It meant I could find the others too.

"Look at you? You are so grown!" She cried out as she finally broke away from the hug and roamed her eyes over me.

"And he is the Lycan King now. Just like his father," a gruff voice said beside her and I didn't need to check to know who he was.

"For someone who never actually liked my father, I am surprised to hear the pride in your voice," I said and I turned to face her mate, Montgomery.

"Ah, and he acts just like his father too!" He retorted and my eyes darkened in irritation.

"That's enough Monty don't try and act fucking cocky now!" Aunt Emily hissed at him before returning her attention to me. "Oh Axel, you don't know how f*****g happy I am to see you. Is there somewhere we can talk?" She asked, looking around us. "Of course. Please, come with me," I said and we were about to leave when Montgomery's voice interrupted us.

"If you both don't mind, I am not in the mood to ruin your little family reunion. Fortunately for you, I am too tired from the journey. Can you ask one of your maids over there to show me to my room?" He asked, pointing at Savannah who was still struggling to get to her feet.

"She is not a maid," I growled and then motioned to one of the guards around the area to come closer.

"Yes, my king," the guard said with a bow.

Then I pointed at the irritating man before me. "Please get the slaves to move the bags and the man to their room, in my wing," I instructed.

The guard bowed before me and I heard Montgomery scoff. I was going to give him a befitting reply but Aunt Emily stopped me.

"Let him be, he still thinks he is a fucking child," she chuckled as she looked at him and I could see the connection they shared danced in her eyes.

"What exactly did you find in that man again?" I hissed and her laughter grew louder.

"Let it go, Axel, come on, tell me what has been happening. I feel like I have been living in a f*****g stone all along," she exclaimed as we walked to my study.

By the time we got there, I had finished putting her up to speed on all the administrative issues and winnings we had accomplished over the years.

"That is very smart, Axel. All those fucking alphas and leaders need to be constantly put to check," she said as she settled into her chair.

A small smile crept on my face as I listened to her. She hadn't even changed a tiny bit. She still looked like she was twenty with her piercings and bleached hair. Even her cursing hadn't stopped at either.

"Enough about work, tell me about your sex life. I heard you are having issues with getting an heir just like Talon. Have you considered getting a breeder?" She asked and for the first time since she got home, she said a sentence that didn't have a curse in it. "They tell me that what I need isn't a breeder but a Lycan female," I explained to her in a low voice.

Her beautiful face contorted into a frown. "Where the f**k are you going to find one of those? A breeder is much easier. That was how Talon got you and your siblings. It should work for you too."

"But aunt, you know things aren't like those days anymore. Humans can't be trusted," I hissed, hoping to get her to change the topic but she was persistent.

"Oh, but I hear there is a special little human girl in your chambers as we speak," she pointed out and then flashed me her white teeth.

My eyes narrowed as I knew exactly who could have given her all of this information. I parted my lips to growl at her but she raised my hands before I could say a word.

"Don't fucking think of blaming poor old Greg. I am here mostly because I wanted to see you and because Hilda has to go take care of some errand and Greg said you needed a trustworthy person to run the mansion affairs," she said. "I am only doing my f*****g job, godson. So who is the girl?"

I groaned in frustration as I finally understood what Greg had done here. The man knew he couldn't get me to change my mind so he waited till my aunt was found and fate gave him the perfect reason to bring her here.

"She is the human princess and before you say it. She is not my fucking mate-"

"Yet you made her the first f*****g Lycan Mistress in centuries," she interjected, wiggling her brows at me.

"I wasn't thinking about the title. I just-" I stopped as I realized she was not going to stop until I gave her the truth or something close to the truth.

"Aunt Emily, the truth is, I got drunk one night and I raped her-"

Her loud dramatic gasp made me pause as I stared at her.

"You fucking raped her and then made her your fucking mistress?!" She cried out, lowering her head like it was the gravest crime to be committed in the realm.

"I am the King, aunt. I can do whatever I want-"

"Hell no!" She hissed, interrupting me once again. "No nephew of mine would do such things. Your father might be brutal but he never raped Avalyn! He was gentle to her and you will be gentle to this sweet little girl!"

I felt rage filled with frustration flooded my mind and all I wanted to do was scream out loud. But I took a deep breath and calmed myself before replying to her.

"First, Violet is nothing like my mother. Secondly, she is not a sweet little girl. She is fucking stubborn and she never listens to anyone-not even me! So do not compare her to my mother," I said breathing through my nose.

I expected her to scream strings of curses at me but she pulled her hands together in front of her and her eyes twinkled with excitement as she looked at me.

"Waoh, Greg was fucking right..." She whispered and a frown perched on my face as I glared at her.

"Right, about what?"

She slapped her hand on my table and got up. "You haven't accepted it, so you will only deny it. Forget it. But here is what you can do, I want to see this amazingly stubborn girl. Can you take me to her?"

My heart dropped to my stomach and I slapped a hand to my face. "Aunt, she isn't my mate. You shouldn't be meeting her or anything like that!"

"Ah, don't worry your fucking head about that love. I am not giving her a family ring passed down from generation to generation. I just want to see what she looks like..." She chuckled again.

She got to the door and paused.

"Greg says she is pretty but I don't trust that old me... Do you think this Violet -that is impossibly stubborn -do you think she is pretty?"

If I had to answer that, I would probably lack the words to describe her. Violet was beyond beautiful but I would chew my tongue first before I said that out loud.

"My room is down the hallway to your right. Go see for yourself," I growled instead.