CAPTIVE BY THE RUTHLESS LYCAN KING

Chapter 10: Intimate Dance for the Lycan King

Ashley's Point of View

“Is this some kind of joke?” I heard Minerva exclaim, and she shoved the man I believed to be Julio. He matured into a vigorous man. He glared at Bryan, as if he was trying to tell him how much he despised him. What I could not figure out was where Julio got his resentment towards Bryan.

I was still able to recall that they were too close together. Due to their similarities, I initially believed they were twins, but I later learned that Julio was one year older than Bryan. They were raised together as they share the same father.

The only thing I knew about them was that they were Lycans; I had no idea where they came from. This was the main reason why they were accepted so quickly into our pack. My father would gladly welcome them into the pack as long as they carried Lycan blood in their veins.

However, if it was one of the normal werewolves or maybe a rogue, I was sure that they might stop breathing when they entered our pack. My father was the one who discriminated against every species.

Even if those servants were fortunate enough to work within the pack, I was confident that they had been treated unfairly. They could be brutally assaulted to death, or bullied for the rest of their lives. I felt bad for them, but as I told Bryan, I was one of them.

Bryan scowled and directed the guards to his mother, Minerva, who was out of control. He let out a chuckle before drawing me in closer to him. I did my best to conceal my emotions, and I was certain that Minerva would be affected because I resembled my mother.

“You… How dare you do this to me? Are you trying to embarrass me at this banquet that I prepared for you?” Minerva screamed and shoved Julio once more. Her canines were visible, and I watched Hannah, the woman, rush towards Minerva.

Hannah appeared to have a close relationship with Minerva. She was attempting to prevent Minerva from attacking Bryan, which caused her to be pushed too hard. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she slumped on the floor.

“I have no idea what you are talking about. I have already got her virginity, so it does not matter anyway. You will have to take her as my concubine because you have no other option. As the Lycan King, you have no authority over me, but as my mother, you have my respect. And that is why I am telling you," Bryan growled and dragged me over to the empty table. He had a smug expression on his face, and I knew he did not like defying his mother.

“You are lying.” I gritted my teeth and whispered, trying not to let the others hear what I was saying. I tried to pull my hand away from him, but he held it tightly.

“Stop struggling with my grip, or I will cut your freaking hand off. You should be grateful that I chose a normal werewolf like you. We can use each other if you want, as long as you are able to give me what I want.” His anger had caused him to clench his jaw. As I heard him threaten to cut my hand, I thought I had accidentally swallowed my tongue. s**t! How dare he try to threaten me, he was so heartless!

“I can cut your hand if you think that I can’t do it. Did you forget about the guard I beheaded right in front of you? Stupid!” He continued, and this time I did not object when he pulled me back and sat me down next to him.

My cheeks burned when the pack members started talking about us. They appeared surprised, but I pretended to be perplexed, especially when my evil father cast a glance in my direction. I pretended to be affected and immediately bowed my head, which made Bryan hold my head and let me see him.

“Let us begin the banquet. I want to enjoy what I have accomplished today!” Bryan shouted and raised his hand. He chose to disregard his mother's feelings. He chuckled and summoned one of the servants to bring me some wine.

I pretended not to be skeptical as I watched the servant, who was too far away from us, pour the wine. After Bryan's announcement that I would be the Lycan King's concubine, I knew that I was in grave danger. Hannah's teeth were clenched, but she managed a smile when another woman approached. Considering how they were sneakily glancing my way, I think they might be discussing me.

When a group of women approached the servant, Bryan seemed unconcerned, especially since his attention was drawn to the women dancing in front of him.

When the woman in the center danced intimately, the audience began to cheer and raise their wine glasses. She continued to sway her hips slowly while fixing her gaze on Bryan. She was attempting to entice him, causing me to cross my arms and shake my head.

That dance was familiar to me because my mother used to perform it with her friends. I could still remember how she taught me because that was part of our kind's seducing nature.

“She is great.” Bryan made a comment and looked at me. I nodded because I agreed with him that the woman was talented at dancing. A look of displeasure spread across his face, but he said nothing more. What did he think I would tell him? Was he expecting me to lie? What is wrong with him?

“Do you know how to dance like that?” he asked, leaving me speechless for a brief moment. His inquiry astounded me. When I turned away, he smirked and continued, “Don’t answer it. I would like to see you dancing to that song.”

“Who do you think you are to keep ordering me?” I arched my brow, and he gave me an amused smile. He tried to keep his lips from forming a grin, but he failed.

“I’m the Lycan King of this pack. Whatever I want, I must get it. Are you not aware of it?” He gave me a playful smile before his eyes darkened. It was a warning, and I couldn’t believe how quickly his attitude had shifted.

“You may be the Lycan King, but that does not make me want to dance for you.”

“You probably were not a good dancer. You can be honest with me; just don’t humiliate yourself.”

“What? Did you think that I was a liar?”

He nodded and grinned, saying, “Maybe you didn’t dance well. I am confident that you will not be able to harden my d**k. You are even unattractive.”

I clenched my teeth and glared at the servant, who began to tremble when she saw how I was staring at her. I quickly took the wine, causing the servant to almost step back from me. Bryan chuckled, which made me feel even more humiliated.

I was aware that he was attempting to manipulate me, but I wanted him to see that I was not the type of woman who would back down in the end. I still had pride, and I knew there was a significant possibility that I could defeat him. I wanted him to be obsessed with me until he ultimately chose to fight with his mother.

In this game, he was the best piece on which I could take a risk. He was capable of ruining them for me.

I was about to drink the wine when I noticed something was off about the scent. My eyes widened as I remembered smelling that scent while in Kara's room. She stated that the pill stimulated a person's s****l desire. Kara informed me that she was investigating the origin of the pill, so I had no doubt.

I put the wine down and took a step back, not breaking eye contact with Bryan. Whoever ordered that servant to spill that thing in my drink helped me achieve my goal.

The woman who was dancing at that time stopped with her group, and she seemed to dislike what I had done. I raised my hand and aimed my finger at the musicians. They were taken aback, but when I took a slow step forward, they immediately began playing music.

I sat and moved my hips like my mother had taught me. I closed my eyes and recalled how it felt to be with her.

‘Move your hips slowly, honey! That’s it.’

I felt like I was still with her, especially when I moved my hips and my hand landed on my massive breast. I heard the crowd gasping, but they were cheering for me. When I opened my eyes after messing up my hair, Bryan was intently observing me.

He moved around while sitting in his golden chair. I shook my hands and grinned. I swayed my hips again while biting my lower lip. As I turned around, I noticed Julio was also staring at me.

‘Raise your hands, honey! That’s it. You should feel the intimate music.’

I raised my hands once more, then lowered them to my waist. I slowly turned around to see Bryan, who seemed annoyed that I was paying attention to Julio. I slowly walked towards him and danced in front of him. The members of the pack were cheering for their Lycan King, who was licking his lips.

I took the wine, and I drank it in one gulp. I made sure that there would be wine poured on my dress, so Bryan wouldn't end our gaze. I felt Bryan touch my waist and growl. Before the audience roared in delight, he took his expensive napkin and placed it on the middle of my chest.

“I can dance, right?” I asked him, raised my feet, and placed it on his crotch. "You are telling me that even if I dance in front of you, I can’t make your d**k harden? Your Majesty, it appears that you are the one who is lying between us. You are staring at me as if you are about to devour me.”

He growled and gasped for air. He was attempting to save himself, but he failed because his hardened d**k was more visible now. He coughed and motioned for me to sit beside him once more.

When I felt my head spinning and my vision blurring, I clutched my dress and looked up to see Bryan coming closer.

“Hey! Are you okay?” His mouth was moving, but as my body temperature increased, I was unable to make out what he was saying. I started to feel like I had a fever, and my heart was beating so fast that I could hardly keep air in my lungs.

When I grabbed Bryan's clothes, his eyes widened in horror. He carried me in a bridal style, and he seemed outraged.

“It’s hot…” I mumbled, making him pause for a moment.