Chasing Back My Lycan Queen

Chapter 2: That One Intimate Night

Conrad’s Point of View

Looking at Willow's figure, I couldn't help but question why the moon goddess gave her to me. I am a Lycan prince, I will soon rule my kingdom, and it is an absolute offense on my side knowing she paired me with a wolf-less, weak, and pathetic girl like her! I fought countless battles and have never been defeated, and bonding with Willow Lockhart would be the most embarrassing thing that happened to me!

I hated her at first glance, and upon discovering she was just a mere weak human, my anger and hatred were justified. Only I can tell how much I detest that race. Such a pain in the ass and a good-for-nothing one!

Crystal Leav Pack is the top pack under our kingdom among the fifty under us. They are the strongest, not to mention that Garret Lockhart and my father are best friends, attended the royal academy, and definitely grew up together.

I had no choice but to come as a sign of respect and honor. Indeed, Garret Lockhart deserves the seat, knowing he proved himself to many.

"What's wrong?" Morgana inquired, holding my hand tight, who was definitely beside me.

Seeing Willow walking away from the venue, I took my hands off her and drank the last glass of alcohol I held. "We're acting too much, don't you think?"

Morgana chuckled. "Oh, Conrad. The moment you took me in this fake relationship agreement, you knew I won't let you go unless I made you fall, right?" she grinned with mischief on her lips.

I scowled, took a deep breath, and then clenched my jaw. "Move."

The short conversation I had with Morgana was definitely annoying. I don't like that girl, but my parents are eagerly pairing me up with that girl, knowing I haven't found my mate. My father is getting weak, and soon enough, he will pass me the position, but I just need a strong Luna beside me before that happens.

Unfortunately, Morgana is a strong candidate.

"What's wrong, your highness?" Jordan, who happens to be my best bud, asserted.

I was biting my lower lip as I began to massage my temple. "I think I have been drugged."

Jordan's eyebrows arched. "How did that happen, your highness?"

I just took two or three glasses of liquor, and it wasn't that strong enough, knowing I have a high tolerance when it comes to it. Knowing Morgana was by my side the whole time and was the person who had given me the first drink, I just bit my lower lip annoyingly.

She was really persistent in getting me! It's not that I wanted that woman… but a part of me longed for my mate and was horrified to expose what I genuinely felt.

"Can you still walk, your highness? It's better if you take a rest here in the packhouse. There are some guestrooms that Lockhart provided for the royal family alone."

I clenched my jaw and then spoke. "I'll take one."

I barely take another step, no matter how close I am to my assigned room. Something deep within my body continues to increase, probably my hormones. It makes me crave something more… and that is a woman's body.

The classic dark ambiance greeted me as soon as I entered the guest room. "Take a woman I could use to relieve myself, Jordan."

"Your Highness-"

"Just take anyone, damn it!"

Jordan disappeared ahead of me in no time. I stood straight, doing everything I could to keep myself awake. My eyes are blurry, and I must release whatever is bugging me. Perhaps Morgana is more desperate than Willow, don't you think? Morgana has the guts to drugging me, while Willow can't do further but gush whenever I am.

Biting my lower lip, I kept myself awake by washing my face multiple times until I heard the door creaking. My body itched hurriedly, urging me to come outside and take the woman's clothes off.

Nonetheless, seeing her lying down on the bed with no signs of what she looked like, I did not hesitate not to move and cover her body with my massive physique.

It is better not to see her nor reveal myself. It could also lead her to come after me, which I wouldn't want. Every soft whimper she makes turns me on. Her neck was heaven, and her smell was addicting, like a warm Jupiter vanilla with a touch of cotton candy. The moment that I savored her mouth, I could taste the strong alcohol she drank.

Fuck. The urge is driving me crazy!

My hands came in contact with the softest skin I'd ever touched, and just by striding my nose to her shoulder blades, I knew I'd enjoy this night. I traced my hand and got the buttons of her sheer dress, she moved, and it became easy as I tore it off.

"You taste like fine wine…" I muttered addictively.

Upon hearing me speak, she made a soft gush. She was drunk, and taking advantage of a drunk girl made me seized. However, how she clung her arms around my waist indicated that she liked it and wanted more.

I was thrilled, and my mind was hazy, ramming into her. The moment my lips squeaked her valleys, she squinched, caressing my hair whilst making small moans.

God knows how much I want to stop it. Destroying someone else's life just to ease me is not something I should do, but I no longer have a choice. I can't restrain myself any longer. She tasted like cotton candy, and her aroma kept lingering in my nose.

"You are so damn tight and wet…" I muttered as I put myself inside her warm hole.

"A-Awww…"

Making her gasp like that warmed my heart. It was an indication of the pain she was bearing, and the moment she began to bleed made me insane. She was a f*****g virgin!

"I'll take it easy, don't worry…" I mumbled whilst caressing her hair, stroking my crouch deep inside her back and forth in the gentlest way I could perpetrate.

My guilt burned me up. I must compensate her tomorrow. Her innocence isn't just something someone like me could take away, regardless of my title.

I took the woman Jordan had gotten in any possible way. I locked her in my arms and was amazed at her submission. She was a good girl; it drives me insane knowing she's muttering moans and telling me to keep going, to push more. I was overcome by my critical thoughts that I didn't realize how long it had been since Jordan knocked.

As expected, the drug did not subside entirely in my body after I took her. f**k I ache for her!

"Are you awake, your highness? I've gotten you spare clothes. It's nearly dawn, and we should leave."

As soon as I heard Jordan's voice outside the door, I took her one last time, which made her awake. It will be the gift I will give before we part ways. A part of me wanted to wake her up to discuss further compensation, but I didn't wanna get attached. I can't get enough of this woman today, and my mind was planning on getting in touch with her after this day, but no, it will expose my identity and could be controversial. I wouldn't, and I shouldn't. A highly respected man shouldn't indulge himself in a hot issue. It will taint my image.

Instead of talking to her, I should tell Jordan to get back here later in the morning and speak with the lady. But before I left, I ordered a bunch of clothes for the woman. Her size was small, like how her body completely fits my callous palms. Upon my departure, I did not notify anyone, not even the royal guards but just Jordan himself.

What happened that night did not leave my mind as days went by. Each night I was in my chamber, she kept appearing in my nightmares as we did a bunch of positions we hadn't done. Indeed, she was addictive. It seemed like the natural drug was the lady, not the one Morgana mixed with my drinks.

"Who is that lady?" Now, I couldn't stop asking Jordan about her.

His forehead creased. "Who?"

"The one at the Crystal Leaf Pack."

Jordan sat on the couch with me and then shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "I don't know."

"You don't know?" I repeated, sounding offended and ridiculous, knowing he did not even scan a background check about that lady.

Jordan smirked at me. "Oh, don't tell me you're down bad to that woman, your highness?"

I gritted my teeth and then clenched my teeth. "How could you not know?! f**k!"

Instead of giving me a more respectful answer as I was seeking, Jordan stretched his arms and crossed his legs, smirking at me before leaning closer. "With all due respect, your highness. You wanted a random woman; all I did was get you one."