Haunted by the Mysterious Alpha

CHAPTER 4

Warning! This chapter contains mature content, readers' discretion is advised.

Calix’s POV.

I walked into the room to the sight of two skimpily dressed ladies sprawled on the bed; a brunette and blonde. “Hello alpha,” the blonde said.

“You’re welcome, my lord,” the brunette said. I closed the door behind me just as they seductively climbed down from the bed and walked to me.

“Hello, ladies!” I said.

“I’m Sara and this here is Fienna,” the blonde said pointing to the brunette.

“Nice to make your acquaintances. Well, my name is-”

“Alpha Calix, the Alpha of all alphas,” the brunette said.

“Your reputation precedes you, my lord,” the blonde added. Smiling, the ladies turned to each other and kissed, at first languidly and then increasing the tempo setting the mood for tonight.

“Come, Alpha Calix. We would like to entertain you specially tonight.” I allowed them lead me to a couch opposite the bed. “Please, sit!”

And I do. The ladies retired in the bed, locking gazes with me they turned and kissed each other before undressing in a slow strip tease. I adjusted in the chair.

Glancing around the room, my gaze settled on a bottle of wine on a side-stool near the couch. I reached for it, uncorking it, I drank directly from the bottle.

The ladies before me have now undressed each other and resumed kissing and fondling, in every way possible to arouse a shifter.

They crawled to me, a smile tugging the corner of their lips. My gaze darkened as they fumbled with my belt and brought out my co,ck. I gulped a mouthful of my drink as they gasped and exchanged glances, and the blonde measured me against her arm.

“This is without doubt the biggest c**k I have seen all my life!” she rasped. A smirk stained my lips.

“Are you sure you can handle it?” I asked.

“Of course, I can’t wait for you to f*ck me with it!” she said. Now we’re talking dirty. I offered her a drink from my bottle, and to her friend too.

“Now less talking and more actions, shall we?” I suggested and they nodded in agreement. They stroked my entire length, and then the brunette took it into her mouth and gagged.

“Allow me,” Sara said. She struggled too as her accomplice, but took a considerable length of me and gagged too. They locked gazes with me and slurped me up hungrily, almost selfishly but pausing to share whatever they have gathered in a kiss.

A low growl tore my lips as they returned attention to my c**k, the tension in my head building and building. I snatched my c**k from their mouths and stared into their lust-filled eyes.

“How about you ladies go back to the bed and wait for me, huh?” I said. A sinister smile tugged their lips. I gulped my drink as they crawled back to the bed and climbed, they kissed and fondled each other just as I returned the bottle on the table. My gaze fixated on the ladies sprawled in-front of me, I undressed and joined them.

Their hands feasted on my chest, a moan escaping theirs lips as they straightened and threw themselves into my arms. We kissed, first the brunette and then the blonde, I went back to the brunette and traced kisses to her neck. She threw her head back and moaned, but it was Fienna’s mouth on my c**k, as she lowered to her fours and took it in her mouth and sucked. I groaned, our moans filled the room as I turned to the one in my arms and nipped her n*****s in a way I was sure gave her pain and then pleasure. A few slaps to Fienna’s parted cheeks, I slipped a finger inside and f****d her. She moaned and sucked me harder, I slipped a second finger and increased the tempo. Sara and I kissed languidly, and I slipped a finger inside her p***y and f****d her too.

My primal mode unlocked, their juices coated my fingers and their moans flooded the room. I can’t count how many times they shattered and shattered under my fingers and their juices draped on the mattress. A smile tugged my lips as they simultaneously cried my name, they turned around and both slurped hungrily their juices from my fingers. “Your turn, alpha. We want to taste your c*m too,” they declared.

Walking back to the bottle on the table, I gulped a mouthful and when I returned, it was to an infinity match.

** ** ** ** **

A groan escaped my lips as the morning sun landed on my face pouring through the open windows. I swiveled on the bed and my gaze settled on the two naked women sprawled on the bed with me, exhausted after last night’s marathon. A sinister smile played on my lips and I jerked out of bed.

Shuffling to my clothes, I wore them just as I turned and my gaze settled on a shadow underneath the door. Without being told I knew it was my beta resuming in his duties today. I caught sight of a washbowl in-front of a dressing mirror and walked to it, washed my face and proceeded to the door.

“Good morning, Alpha Calix!” Hans straightened as I appeared at the door. My gaze traveled to the long hallway to the sight of our men already resumed in their positions.

“Good morning, Han.” I shut the door behind me, not without my beta seeing the two women sprawled on the bed. Han quirking his eyebrows at me.

“Really?”

“Trust me, it came as surprise to me as well. Now tell me, what’s the report for today?” We stepped into the hallway and headed down the stairs.

“Tyr is at peace and quiet this morning, the people are still elated following your arrival yesterday and desire that you make your stay a long one. The port is open for business with a lot of traders heading to Cathena.”

“Cathena? What's happening in Cathena?”

“The village is having their annual trade-fair today, traders from far and wide are planning to attend.”

We continued down the stairs. “Is that all?” I asked.

“Yes, that’s all for Tyr.”

“And Nirian?”

“Nirian is safe this morning, however the parliament insists that you should have an army protecting you during your stay in Tyr. They intend to send two naval ships and at least one-tenth of the Nirian army. Here’s the letter they wrote to you.”

Han handed over the letter from the parliament and I scanned through the piece angrily before handing it back to him.

“I told them I don’t need any army protecting me,” I snapped.

“Even the strongest lycan needs the protection of his army.”

I stopped and stared at my beta. “You seem to forget quickly why I don’t want the Nirian army here, Han. My people here are werewolves, a lycan army no matter how small will terrify them and I don’t want that.” I paused and dragged a breath. “Write to the parliament and tell them I am fine and can handle myself. I will request for the military should the need for it arises. But for now, I am fine.”

“Noted. I will do as you have said.”

“Good. Any other update?” I asked and we resumed down the stairs.

“No, except that breakfast has been served.”

We exchanged smiles and soon arrived at the foyer, and my gaze fell on Leia conversing with a servant. “My lady, breakfast is ready.”

“Thank you.”

“This way, My lady.” She tilted her head and our gaze met, without saying a word she turned and followed the handmaid.

The dining hall of Tyr castle is still as I remember with my father's tapestry hanging in the room, I stopped before the woven piece and reminisced the times I shared with him, beautiful moments that left me smiling and tearing a little.

“Good morning.”

I was surprised to hear her suddenly speak to me, I moved away from the tapestry and joined her at the table. Han settled in the chair next to me.

“Good morning Leia. I thought you wouldn’t speak to me.”

“And yet I just did,” she said in a rather small voice, “Perhaps you needed the distraction.” Here she goes trying to remind me how coming here is such a bad idea.

We ate our food in silence and just then a servant approached and whispered something into my ears. Mr. Westley was here and would like to speak with me in the courtyard. It’s with curious steps that I stepped outside to the sight of my father’s friend waiting on the lawns of the castle.

“Good morning, my lord.” Mr. Westley bowed and straightened. “Hope you had a good night rest.”

A thin smile touched my lips. “I did. You should come inside, we were just having breakfast.” I gestured towards the house as I stopped before him. Mr. Westley smiled.

“I will, my lord, but there’s something I thought you should know in private,” he said and the smile on my lips evaporated. My brows creasing, I covered the distance between us.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Last week you wrote to me to keep you updated about the alpha that killed your father.”

“Yes?”

“Well, information getting to me now says he’s headed for Cathena as we speak, something about his daughter failing to shift yesterday at her eighteenth birthday ball.”

My hands clenched into fists as I recalled pictures of that night, a slow fury coursed through my veins. But wait, he has a daughter?

Why do I care? All I want now is to rip his head just as he’d done to my father’s, a head for a head.

Footsteps echoed on the terrace and it was my beta and cousin, I brought back my gaze to my late father's friend.

“How far is Cathena on a horse?”