CAPTIVE BY THE RUTHLESS LYCAN KING

Chapter 6: What are you doing here?

Ashley's Point of View

He lost his mind completely. He was crazy!

How could he offer himself as a tool for my vengeance on his family? He seemed to be making fun of me because I am a woman. He believed that without his assistance, I would be unable to provide justice for my mother. Perhaps he was correct all along.

I don’t have the power to do justice, but being a woman wasn’t my weakness. I believe that the weakness could potentially be a strength. It depends on my intended usage. It is up to me to decide whether I want to be smart or stupid.

As he bowed his head, I wrapped my hands around his nape. He smiled wickedly and laughed. He seemed to enjoy the way I was attempting to show him affection. He gave me a serious look before proceeding with what he had been planning all along.

"Would you like to be my woman? I am waiting for your response." I pushed him away, causing him to growl at me. My eyes widened as I fell, and he made no attempt to catch me. Damn it.

“It’s your fault. You like to push me away, and that is the result of what you did,” he added, making me snarl at him. My legs were shaking like jelly, and I was about to stand up when he grabbed my hair. I moaned as I felt my scalp sting.

"I refuse to believe that there is someone who dislikes me. After all the times you have turned me down, how about you start giving me blowjobs so I can finally be happy?” His mouth formed a thin line, and his eyes narrowed in a threatening manner.

“Your Majesty, what are you talking about?” I pretended I was completely clueless about what he was talking about. I was inexperienced with adult tasks, but I knew how to perform them. I still remember Kara spitting some ideas in my freakin’ ears because she kept having s*x with a man that she was trying to hide. She was trying to keep their relationship a secret.

I looked down on the floor as my tears formed once again because of my friend, Kara. She was the only one who knew about my identity, and she promised that she wouldn’t expose it because our friendship was more important to her.

She was the one who convinced me to give Alpha Brandon a chance. She was the one who reassured me that settling down with someone, especially if they were my fated mate, was perfectly fine. I agreed with her because my mother was not fated to marry my father. She was the one who was madly in love with him until my father fell for her.

However, I don’t believe he was in love with her. He was a monster with no heart. He was incapable of loving someone. His ambitions were more important to him than his family. The time I spent with him has faded from my memory, and I always recall him being angry with me.

When my father was around us, he was always in beast mode. When it came to Minerva, he treated her with kindness, and he would do anything for her. Maybe he wouldn’t hesitate and would quickly kill a thousand werewolves if Minerva asked him to.

Their relationship became all-consuming for him. I didn’t see my mother happy that Minerva had been in our lives since the moment she arrived. She appeared distressed and worried. Minerva was her greatest foe; she possessed such deceptive beauty that every man in our pack was smitten with her.

“b***h, don’t pretend you are innocent. The smell of your lust tells me you know how to do those things already.”

“It is because I was thinking of Alpha Brandon. I'm too excited to let him f**k me. I am too excited to let him screw me over. It is all your fault that my fantasies of being f****d by him came crashing down.”

"”What exactly did you say? Is your life not that important to you? Damn it!” He shoved me, and I shrieked in fear as he climbed on top of me. When he cupped my breasts again and played with my n*****s, I swallowed hard. Because of my reaction, he smirked and laughed, making me blush too quickly.

I struggled for as long as I could, but he would not let me move away from him. Bryan continued to push me until I was completely supine in his carriage. He cupped one of my breasts and pinched my n****e. He persisted until I began to sweat profusely and my core temperature began to rise.

It was unbearably hot. It was like a dormant volcano inside of me was about to blow. He rubbed my chest with his calloused hands, and I wanted more. When he spread my legs apart, I coughed, and he quickly adjusted his position.

My eyes widened as I became aware of a strange, hard thing protruding from my entrance. He licked his lips and began rubbing his member against mine. I groaned, trying to hide the pleasure I felt from him.

He closed his eyes and continued to rub it until I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. I couldn’t help but move my hips to meet his every rub; the sensation was both excruciating and intoxicating.

“s**t. It feels so good to rub my d**k on your p***y. I would like to come inside you.” He was short of breath, and his forehead began to sweat. When I felt his d**k touching my genitalia, he growled, and I repeatedly wailed.

“Oh!”I started wailing so loudly that he had to put his hand over my mouth to silence me before he could continue. I don't want to be a hypocrite, but it was so good that I forgot how repulsed I was by him.

“s**t!”He continued cursing until my body quivered aggressively. I let out a loud squeal of pleasure as he whimpered after cumming on my lower abdomen. Both of us were panting, and the sight of his white juices brought me back to reality.

After that, there was complete silence between us. I was relieved that he didn’t make me talk to him because I felt like I had cheated on Alpha Brandon even though he was no longer alive. I dozed off while staring out the window.

When we arrived at our destination, Bryan woke me up. Because Bryan was the one who took charge of the Black Moon Pack, it gave off an unusual vibe. As he rode away in his carriage, he gave off a harsh and distant vibe. The pack members grouped together like obedient children, and they kept saying words I couldn’t understand.

I waited for the guards to come and get me because I did not want the other members of the pack to think I wasn’t a slave. As Bryan approached the back, I saw the man I despised the most. He was smiling at Bryan while Minerva was dressed in her red, revealing gown. She was grinning at her son, who appeared serious as he walked in their direction.

Seeing my father happy while I was suffering made my blood boil with resentment. I despised him so much that I wished I could kill or torture him with my hands. He didn’t deserve to be happy. If he truly cared about Minerva, I would let him stay with her while I tormented her.

“I am delighted to hear that you have returned, Your Majesty! I discovered that you destroyed a large number of packs. You are a fantastic and undefeated Lycan King,” Minerva said. She greeted her son very loudly, drawing attention from the other members of the pack.

Bryan took her hand and kissed it without saying a word. Minerva smiled softly at Bryan as she closed her eyes. It was obvious to me that she was acting. Ever since she joined our pack, I have been able to predict her behavior. She resembled a wolf that wore sheep's clothing.

“My son! I am relieved that you have returned! You have earned the utmost respect of your fellow Lycans for your success in wiping out so many packs. Your mom prepared a huge feast in your honor!” My dad was talking to Bryan when he grabbed Minerva's hand and planted a kiss on her palm. I closed my eyes, furious at what I had witnessed.

I took a deep breath and attempted to relax. I returned to the Black Moon Pack because it was fated that I would get what I wanted by any means necessary. In a desperate situation, I would do anything. It would be fantastic if I died after successfully destroying them.

A guard rushed up to me and opened the other door. I stepped out of the carriage, and I didn’t have a chance to hear how Minerva would act like a good mother to Bryan. The guard gave me a frown and dragged me away. He assigned me to a group of slaves, who were taken aback when they discovered I was still alive.

“Come inside. We will cut your freaking throat if you do anything stupid!”

Children began to panic in fear, and some women attempted to calm them down. I had no idea what I was going to do, so I followed where they were going. I looked around to see where we were going so I would not get lost. I felt relieved that the paths remained the same.

“Stop shouting!”

“Be quiet.”

I was about to follow them when they entered the servants' room, but someone grabbed me and dragged me to the dark corner. My pupils dilated as my heart began to race. Even though I couldn’t see who it was, I could hear him gasping.

“What are you doing here? You’re still alive.”