The Lycan’s Surrogate

Raw Truth

Magnus perspective

“Where on earth is he, and what are you doing here?” Selene’s words echo in my ears. I can hear the anger seething in her voice. I can see her, once again, instilling fear into Amara’s trembling heart.

I desperately long for her to abandon such behavior, yet I am utterly powerless to prevent her from unleashing her volatile reactions.

I heard Amara’s deep, exasperated sigh reverberating through the room. “Ma’am—”

“Reveal to me the unfiltered, raw truth.” Selene’s voice dripped with madness as she spoke.

I yearn for her to cease all contact with Amara—with a swift motion, I retrieve my phone from the depths of my pocket. Amara’s mouth is tightly sealed as if trapped by an invisible force preventing her from uttering a single word. She’s so feeble it almost compelled me to burst into laughter.

I eagerly texted Selene, “Let’s rendezvous at my office, where the air hums with anticipation and the walls whisper secrets.” In a swift motion, I powered down my phone, but the unmistakable sound of her phone's notification pierced the air.

Selene’s laughter echoes through the room, filling the air with a melodic symphony of joy. “I can sense that you’re engaged in another activity. I still harbor doubts about placing my trust in you, young one. So, you better prioritize your well-being and carefully look after yourself.” As Selena strutted out of the room, her footsteps reverberated through the air, gradually fading into the distance.

I emerged from the bathroom, my face flushed with embarrassment, desperately trying to maintain an air of nonchalance.

As I prepared to exit, Amara’s voice broke the silence, barely audible as she whispered, “That’s all?”

I swiftly pivoted my body, fixing my gaze upon her. “What on earth are you blabbering about?” I asked her, a mischievous chuckle escaping my lips.

“She’s sending shivers down my spine,” she whispered.

“Being around that woman puts my life in grave danger. Magnus gently manipulates her. I’m doing this to survive, but it feels like I’m tiptoeing on the edge of a treacherous abyss now—”

“I warned you; she’s completely under my spell. You know that, and it will forever be etched in your mind.” I rudely cut her off mid-sentence.

As I looked into her eyes, I could sense the fear that Selene had instilled in her. It was so palpable that I felt an irresistible urge to erupt into uncontrollable laughter.

Selene is an absolute embodiment of folly, surpassing even the most powerful women I have ever encountered. But she’s like a trusty tool in my hands, always ready to be molded to my desires. But I must warn you; she possesses a genuinely menacing aura.

“Amara, I’m sorry to say, but this predicament does not fall under my jurisdiction.” with unwavering confidence, I proclaimed that my words had rendered her utterly speechless.

“I know,” she said, her voice filled with certainty and understanding. “Is your heart consumed by a fiery passion for her?”

“Yes,” I exclaimed. “So I’m completely powerless to shield you from her, Amara. You must execute your tasks with utmost precision and excellence. I will go to great lengths to ensure your safety, but now, I cannot take any action that would cause harm to her.”

“So you have to work cleverly,” I exclaimed, my voice filled with excitement and determination.

Every word I uttered was laced with sincerity, but deep down, my indifference toward Selene was palpable. The mere mention of love for her now fills me with an overwhelming urge to retract every sentiment I expressed.

Amara captivated me. Her. I am irresistibly drawn to her.

Amara’s throat tightened as she swallowed hard. Wow, she agreed quickly; it was as if she had been waiting for this moment her whole life. I give a subtle, affirming nod, my head bobbing in agreement as I stride away from her presence.

I’m standing at the edge of a vast emotional landscape, unsure of which path to take. The colors of my emotions swirl around me, blending in a chaotic dance. I am lost in a sea of uncertainty, unable to grasp the fleeting sensations that flit through my mind. Weight, I feel no remorse whatsoever. I yearned for a hearty laugh, a release of joy that would shake my entire being.

I dashed to my office, heart pounding, and there she was: Selene, perched in my chair, her fingers dancing around the pen as if it were a weapon, ready to strike.

“Why on earth would you choose such an unintelligent girl?” she boldly steps towards me, her eyes locking onto mine as a mischievous smile spreads across her face.

“Selene, I swear on everything I hold dear, I never f****d that girl.” I eagerly whispered the secret into her ear, my words hanging in the air with anticipation and vulnerability.

“What’s that noise in her room? Didn’t you text to distract me—”

“Cease your nonsensical chatter! Just because you believe I hit every girl I know in this realm, I already f****d her, but no. She has a fresh face in town.” I abruptly interrupted her, slicing through her words.

“Really?” she softly whispered, her voice barely audible, as she gracefully rose to her feet—with a deliberate movement, she settled herself onto my desk, her presence commanding attention. Her delicate fingers firmly grasped my chin, causing a tingling sensation to surge. As her legs brushed against mine, a wave of anticipation washed over me, compelling me to close my eyes and surrender to the moment.

She yanked my face towards hers, our noses almost touching. “I held our future child close to my heart,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“If you ever have the chance to engage in an activity with her. I’ll make her, and you regret it,” she seethed, forcefully shoving my face away. I dramatically rolled my eyes, shifting them in the opposite direction.

I gaze again at her face, and it’s as if her eyes are shooting daggers at me, a death glare that could pierce through steel.

“No matter how many women I f****d, Selene, you will always remain the one who captivates my heart and ultimately becomes my chosen mate,” I whispered, feeling the warmth of our breath mingling as our faces pressed together so close that I could see every detail.

Her laughter fills the room, a melodic sound that dances through the air and brings a smile to everyone's face. “Really?”

“Did you have s*x with her?” she asks again, her voice filled with curiosity and intensity.

I gripped her waist tightly, my frustration bubbling up inside me.

“I refuse to do it, and I will never, ever consider it. You’re the woman whose magnetic pull always leads me back home, no matter where I may wander.”