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A Lunar Affair (Lady Bloody Ava & Vinaein)

Lady Bloody Ava

Lady Bloody Ava

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"What do you think? Should I go with the beige napkins or the pastel pink napkins?" A high-pitched voice asks as emerald eyes look out into the distance. "Ava...." The a was drawn out and it caught her attention instantly out of annoyance. Ava's sister little was a stunning difference from her twin. Blonde straight locks, a thin frame, and legs for days. The girl was known for clingy dresses, high heels, and, and bright colors. Ava, on the other hand, had a more curvaceous build to her and curly auburn locks and emerald eyes. Lily had roped her sister into helping her plan her commitment ceremony to no other than Alpha Caleb. Alpha Caleb had been Ava's boyfriend over 4 years less, a little less than a year ago.

Caleb, Ava, Lily, and Celeb's friend Ralph, who is not the Beta, used to hang out a lot when they were growing up. Caleb and Ava would run off to get some alone time to make out and would occasionally call her sister a Barbie as they trained together and shared laughs while hanging out. It was heart-wrenching when Caleb came over to their house to pick her up and he saw Lily for the millionth time and they both were stuck with a bond. Caleb bounded up the stairs and Lily threw herself at them and they disappeared into Lily's room where it all happened. This all took place as Ava was still holding open the front door. Ava ran as fast as her legs could carry her, she had changed and was bounding through the woods until the middle of the night. Paws ran until they were bloodied until she found herself naked and crying by a tree beneath the full moon. Ava got dressed just in time for Ralph to find her.

Ava knew that Ralph and Lily were not truly and item and have the on and off fling, and Ava often wanted to punch Ralph in the face with his stupid grin and snide comments, but at this moment he sat in silence and provided a shoulder for her to cry on without uttering a word. Ava knew it was no one's fault. Caleb never said anything and only spoke to her as a neutral person from there. Caleb was the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack and Lily was going to be the Luna. Everyone would agree that the last person qualified to be the Luna was Lily. Lily always depended on Ava and Caleb would mind link with Ava to help her. It had been a year later and she managed to get mostly over it.


"The beige napkins are fine," Ava finally uttered not really caring but trying to be good support.

Ava are you with Lily right now?

It was Caleb. He was out with other members on patrol investigating something at a neighboring border.

Yes. She is planning the commitment ceremony. Why? Often Caleb would ask her to assist Lily with something, as she would often overdo things or panic under pressure.

The King of the Northern Kingdom is coming in a few hours. The Red Nights are attacking werewolves in the other packs in the region and they will be using our packhouse as a central location to find out who is behind the attacks. in the forests. Please help Lily get ready to host.

A glazed look consumed her eyes as the connection remained and a sigh sounded in her mind before she continued.

I will make sure she is ready.

After that, the connection cut off. Lily was staring at her sister, knowing she had just connected with Caleb. "What's going in?"

Caleb says that the Northern King is coming today. He will be here before Caleb gets back so we need to get ready."

Before Ava could even continue, Lily behinds to panic and stand up from the table. They catch the eye of various others in the main hall before going back to what they were doing.

"Calm down, let us go back home and get you dressed. We will tell Lydia about the food and room arrangements and she will take care of this. Remember you are going to be the new Luna and these are doing to be your duties from now on."

"But what am I going to wear? I have to do my hair and my make up..."

Lydia was a little old lady the managed to house with expertise. On the way out of the packhouse, they tell her to arrange a room for the Lycan King in the Alpha wing and extra rooms for the accompanying Lycans in the Beta Wing.

Lily was going to wear a skin-tight glittery sleeveless egress with slits up to the waist, but Ava got her to put on a more modest teal knee-length dress with half sleeves. Caleb knew what Lily would have chose to where which is probably why he asked Ava to guide her. Ava slipped on a green floral sundress with flats and lightly did her make up in no time.

"Ava you really should flat iron your hair the King is coming," Lily suggested as she tried on her third pair of earrings.

"I want to, but I do not think we have time," she truly did as she saw her curly mane in the nearby mirror while assisting with Lily's high ponytail. "They won't be looking at me anyway."

"That's a good point," at this Ava resisted rolling her eyes as her sister before they headed back to the packhouse. Now it was a waiting game and Lily was nervously chatting Ava's ear away about inviting the King to their Commitment ceremony and how it would make her friend Rachel jealous to hear that she had mated with the most handsome guy in the pack and an Alpha, no less. Often time Ava would wonder if her sister was capable of thing about who she was talking to, but there was no time to linger as several large black luxury suv's were seen pulling up in front of the packhouse and Lily squealed and had a micro panic attack before calling herself down and waiting at the door, while Ava stood in the background at the base of the stair. Lily, as the host, was to greet the King and escort him to his room. Surely that was easy enough for her to do. Right?
 
The King of the Lycans was approaching.

There had been notice sent tot he Silver Moon Pack of werewolves. Considered less than the more noble and regal Lycans, the King had expressed the opinion they were siblings nonetheless.

And so did King Lucian Romulus arrive, blue coat wrapped tight about him in the wind as thoughts of the great futures unknown filled his mind. He had arrived in his convoy, sitting back in the car to face out the window, the call including him for hours so that his mind had drifted away, leaving him to hear only of the gentle drone of voices without making sense of their words, his hand now resting upon the carved hilt of the ceremonial dagger he held at his side as if he might carve away the ill feelings that threatened to overwhelm him. King Lucian of the Lycans, First of His Name, of the House of Romulus stared upon the scenery all about them. The great Alpha had promised to inspect the territory of their allies, whispering the customary prayer to Fenrir to watch them.

Lucian often had no tongue for prayers. Not to any god, even if it was expected, not even the great Fenrir.In his way, the way he pushed on as his own Alpha, the only prayers could be to one's own conviction, one's own courage, one's own ambition. One lived and died by their skill and conviction, not the whims of distant, ephemeral deities, he thought. The wolves and their packs were all and his predecessor had always cautioned him that any decision of a king would hold the fates of countless Lycan and werewolf men and women in their hands...one had to trust in themselves before others could trust in them.

Lucian was still a young man, young to inherit the leadership of the great pack. His body was muscled and firm from his years of training and combat. His face was smoothly shaven, eyes the vivid blue and hair a dark black, worn short in contrast to his father's preference for wearing it long. They were nearly there, he thought. He had been informed of the local leaders and whom he was to meet.

He was putting on a smile, bright and beaming for the people who rushed to catch sight of the Northern King. He felt more like he was on a procession, leading a parade, than he did taking on the responsibilities of so many people. His gaze was measured, his eyes taking in the faces of the many people alongside them as he rolled the window down, the car coming to a stop.

The king emerged, standing tall and proud, waiting to greet the others as he came. "I am very happy to be here. My thanks to the werewolves for hosting our people."

He had been told the escort's name was Lily, the Northern King introducing himself was all due formality...waiting to see the hospitality.
 
Lily was on her cellphone and texting away, no doubt out of anxiety. Other members of the pact were in the grand hall, eating and conversing while others were training in the east hall, and the next round of patrols went out.

Caleb was out assisting the Blue Moon pack with an issue so Ava figured he might not make it back in time.

Has the Lycan King arrived? Is Lily ready?

A glance over at Lily frantically tying away could be seen. Honestly, it could be worse. Ava would have asked Caleb to as his mate himself, how she was doing, but things were a little tense the last few weeks.

She is fine and I think that they are pulling up now. Any update on your end?

There was a brief pause as three massive SUVs pulled up and tall and powerful-looking people slowly emerged. Lycans were always taller and renowned for their natural beauty.

We have been ordered back. We could be there soon.

In the haste of helping Lily calm down Ava spilled coffee on her sundress and ignored it getting Lily to remain in the dress that she had. A refect in a nearby window had her thinking that she was looking worse for wear. Her auburn curly mane framed her face. She had opted for flats for comfortability, and there was the coffee spill. All she said to herself was that no one would really be paying attention to her because Lily was the new Luna and hostess.

For this reason, she stood at the base of the stairs while her sister dawned the whitest smile and waved and greeted the tall Lycans that walked in. Somewhere in this crowd was probably the King's Beta. The most handsome Lycan she had ever laid eyes on was framed in the doorway and her sister's blue eyes looked up. It was a rare thing to see her sister tongue-tied. Quite often they couldn't get her to shut up, but it took a few minutes for Lily to outstretch her hand in a greeting.

"Hello, I am Luna Lily, Alpha Caleb's mate. He is out, but I would be more than happy to see you to your room in the Alpha wing." Lily continued to talk about how it was an honor to host him, but Ava.... Ava was stunned and rooted at the base of the stairs. For some reason, her senses were engulfed in a scent that she could drown herself in. A heat confused her entire being and emerald eyes could not stop looking at the Adonis of a man standing ten feet away from her.

At this point, her sister's voice was muffled noise and Ava's hand gripped onto the banister as her knees had a weak feeling to them. Never in her entire life has she felt like this and it made absolutely NO SENSE. She could not look away from the King and imagined herself being pinned under him. Where did such thoughts come from?! Was he.... looking at her?
 
So it was that the Lycan King of he North had arrived. Standing tall and proud, he was every inch the true King he was named. Strong, every inch of him rippling with strength as he put his feet upon the ground. He gazed about them, taking in the scenery. His eyes were a bright blue, intense in color, that could easily shift to gold when he was agitated or excited. And here he was, before the werewolf peoples.

Some might had said they were gracing the werewolves with their presence just being there, but Lucian was not made of such arrogance. He was known and renowned for his own personal virtue as king, strength and occasional ruthlessness. Not for nothing did his people love him and follow him for admiration. He was here now for reasons of diplomacy, showing no hint of prejudice against the werewolf people.

His handsome, smooth face was looking between the others, before he smelled-

Coffee. Burning liquid spilled upon a woman. He turned sharply to the source, seeing the woman with curly red hair, blinking rapidly at the rather startling breach of protocol and trying not to laugh for the sheer absurdity of it. He took in the scent, seeing the woman through the window and...

The scent of her was overpowering. He stiffened, feeling her in his very mind, while he attempted to remain resolute and calm. He looked to the others there, the first woman catching his attention anew with outstretched hand. He reached out, gently fitting her hand in his. "Luna Lily, it is an honor. I am king Lucian."

Well, she likely already knew that, but formalities... He was already lost in the scent about them, nose twitching as he tried to focus, his gaze back to the woman, the source of it, locking him to her...

"It is good to meet you. do you have a name?" He asked as politely as he could, trying to keep his mind on the clean side. And failing.
 
Lily was just as floored at the handsome-looking King that introduced himself. "We have a pack meeting to welcome you for dinner and Alpha Caleb, my mate..." Lily so proudly added, ".. should be..." Lily cut herself off a bit as she watch his full attention veer off and look at the direction in which he was staring.

Ava was shocked to find that this ridiculously good-looking Royal, was indeed looking at her, but he asked for her name. Even worse, she was frozen in that state of shock for a minute. Fingers wanted to find out just how hard his body looked. Her mind wanted to conjure the image of him pinning her against the wall with considerable ease into reality. It was a heavy desire that she was willing to make come true right now.

"Ava... her name is Ava. Would you like Ava to show to your room in the Alpha Wing?" Lily spoke with a cautious tone of voice, not entirely sure what was taking place between the two. It hit the emerald-eyed woman like a ton of bricks and nearly knocked the wind out of her when she figured it out. Surely he could not be her mate. His scent was intoxicating like no other's had been before and the desire to wrap her arms around him was hard to fight off. Caleb had a similar look to his face when he walked into their house to pick up Ava before he bounded up the stairs and found Lily and took her right there on the girl's bed.

She was startled out of her thoughts when the door opened once more and Caleb walked in. Caleb was a handsome and strong Alpha with a great personality. His Beta Ralph had that annoying smirk about his face as he walked in behind Caleb and spotted Ava in what was probably a compromising position.

"We are back, thank you for coming, King Lucian. I trust Lily gave you a warm welcome and has shown you to your room?" Lily elbowed Caleb and not so subtle gestured to what held the King's attention first and foremost. At this sight, Caleb's brows furrowed. "Ava will show you to your room, King Lucian."

Ava know that Lily was probably having her do it because she was too nervous. The arousal was a flash between her legs, but she turned on her foot and began ascending the stairs. His presence was clear as day. On the third floor, there were two guards that moved aside, granting access to the Alpha Wing where she walked down a red-carpeted hall and to a room on the right. The door was opened and Ava stepped aside to grant him entry first. "It is not much but if you need anything else, please do not hesitate to ask." Deliberately she stayed outside of the door. If she got in, she probably could not be held accountable for her actions. The Lycan King seemed very calm. It made her question her own sanity because a mating bond was not one-sided. An unknown heat engulfed her entire being and her clothes were becoming increasingly uncomfortable.
 
The King folded his arms behind his back in an elegant gesture, his piercing blue eyes resting on Lily as he awaited her to finish her sentence. He did not see her mate yet, but he heard her words. "I will be honored to attend a Pack meeting, Luna Lily," he said in his deep and pleasant voice. He was attempting to reign himself in again, having looked too close at the woman nearby. He took a deep breath, pushing his iron control to the surface.

But his gaze was unmistakably drawn to the woman named Ava. He held his tongue when he saw her, having asked for her name. The woman with the auburn hair and the beautiful demeanor. The very scent of her almost stiffened him below, made him wish to pull her to him and ravish her like an animal, as he imagined the soft brush of her lips to his. "Ava," he said, relishing the very taste of her name.

"It is kind of you to have set me up a room as fine as that," he said. "I would very much appreciate Ava's...assistance." He finished it delicately, his hands folded behind his back while he kept his gaze locked to Ava, blue eyes to emerald. He had never taken in the scent of a woman like this before, his heart quickening within his chest. Control, he told himself as he watched her. It would not do to dishonor a host so by pushing the boundaries of decency and good taste. When the man named Caleb entered, he was almost relieved for it.

The Alpha of the werewolves had arrived however, bringing a soft growl in acknowledgment from the King of the North. Hi voice was low and rich, his manner pleasant as he greeted the two leaders. "Lily was about to do so. Along with her sister. Ava," he added. "Your hospitality has been most appreciated." He gestured to his entourage.

"I trust my followers will be seen to as well." He turned suddenly at the woman named Ava as they led him to his room.

"It is very pleasant to meet you...Ava, was it? What is your position in the pack?" He kept his voice casual, eyes roaming against her face. "If you would care to talk."
 
The manner in which he said her name made her knees weak. What was this?! Ava was the girl who everyone was sure would be the Luna. Not only were her and Caleb a perfect item, she trainde with the other werewolves and always signed up to be in the rotation for patrol. She fought trained and fought wth the others and was very smart. Ava never thought herself the prettiest and was pretty laid back, but always put others before herself. In the back of her mind, she stuck a reminder to burn Lily's favorite dress for volunteering her to walk the Lycan King to his room.

Lily's phone vibrated loudly and it was clearly one of her friends trying to get an update and Lily as clearly itching to brag about the situation. "I will leave Ava to assist you from here. I need to check the preparations for tonight's feast. You have a few hours, so please... relax." In has she bowed and bolted down the stairs with her phone in tow and leaving Ava with the imposing and dangerously delicious male before her. "It is an honor, to meet you as well and yes, my name is Ava."

From head to toe she the heat was elevated and all she could smell and crave was this man that she did not even know! A soft hand presented itself palm up. Maybe it was a risk, but it was a risk that she was willing to take. "I am Lily's sister. I train and do patrol with the others." Evidence of her arousal could be felt soaking through her panties, but the aroma was something that could not be hidden. Even those green pools betrayed her desire. The Lunar Monther must have had one hell of a sense of humor to pair up her boyfriend with her sister and her with... the Lycan King?

"Would you like some company?"
 
Lucian was no stranger to women. In fact, he'd known his share of them. Never had he failed to indulge himself, but this was business. Politics, in fact. He was hardly about to disrespect a host and jeopardize matters of state. Even though her scent filled him, made him positively weak in the knees as well. He was breathing in and out, trying to rid himself of the mad thoughts that encircled his mind. He simply kept the polite smile on his face the whole while, his breath leaving him in a low and soft rumble, his hand flexing at his side again and again as he tried to think of things to distract himself.

He was nothing but gracious smiles at Lily, inclining his head. There was something to her scent, something below the surface, but he could not necessarily place it. He did not suppose it mattered, though. He was here as a pleasant guest and more than happy with with the arrangement. There were wars to fight and he needed the alliances, even now. He could not afford any behavior that might be seen as insulting to the werewolves.

"It is a pleasure to meet you as well, Ava." His voice was gentle now, his eyes refusing to leave her. "It is a pleasure," he said. "I am Lucian. Call me Luc. I'm the Northern King but that hardly needs to matter altogether much at the moment." He tried to ignore the scent and the heat coming off her...

"I would love your company. There's much I have to learn here....what is the typical day here like?" He smiled at her warmly. "And what do you enjoy doing here?"
 
Ava smiled lightly before she walked into his room before the Lycan King and looked around the room. Having been friends with their Alpha, she was well acquainted with the rooms in the Alpha Wing. There was a rustic King sized wooden bed that looked hand-carved. Light spilled through a small double-door balcony that overlooked the forest on the backside of the village. It had its own bathroom with a standing shower and a spacious tub. There was a sitting area by a hearth that seemed to make the room cozier. There was no marble or granite, but it was a comfortable lovely suite.

"What do we do here?" This question made her laugh. "What normal people do. We train, take care of one another, and work. Nothing truly out of the norm." unlike Lily, Ava was no princess. A soft hand caressed at the soft surface of the bed as she took in the sight of the pattern on the bed, avoiding looking at him at all cost. The desire was there and it was burning. To fight the urge was described as ripping off one's own limb. It was said that the Lunar Mother paired two for a reason, but on the day of her birthday, Caleb came over and brought flowers just for her. The man sniffed out her sister and became ravenous and scooped her up and barely made it to the bedroom before taking her.

The Lycan king was too calm while she felt as though she had molten lava flowing through her veins. Such a simple dress was not skin tight like her sister's but she couldn't have felt more restricted in them. This was painful and even breathing was a task that she found herself having to try and remember to do! "I should go." This was a Lycan King and she could not explain the situation, but he clearly had not mated to her and she needed some self-soothing relief, immediately. Nothing seemed as important as this and it made absolutely NO SENSE! AVa was a logical woman and always kept her composure.
 
The Northern King offered his best smile to Ava. Charming, even roguish, with shining eyes and a graceful, strong build. He stood tall and proud, every inch the noble king he presented as. He was appreciating the effort the werewolves had gone to for him here, each inch of the place having been immaculately cleaned for his arrival. He liked the rustic charm of the place to boot, a beautiful sort of arrangement that fit his wild instincts just fine. "You should not have gone to such trouble of hospitality for me. I would have been more than fine with far less."

He looked directly at Ava, seeking his answers within her eyes. Though she and Lily were related, they seemed very dissimilar in both aspect, personality ad even in looks. "Normal people. Does that apply to us?" now he was teasing, ever so gently, refusing to lift his eyes from her. The scent of her, so close was overpowering. The urge to set upon her and tear her clothes away was filling his head. Only with the greatest of self control did he manage to keep his voice level. He was here on a diplomatic mission, he reminded himself, with her still a high ranking member of the werewolf clans...

He wondered as to her story as well. Her sister was the Lupa, mated to the Alpha here. He tried to remain calm and relaxed as he felt molten desire flow through his veins. "...Will I see you again?" He asked in response to her depature. "I would love to talk more coming up..."
 
Ava wanted to tell this giant man that she had little to no hand in the preparation of the room. Their packhouse keeper Judith has been taking care of the place since she was in her teens. A hand reached out and touches his chiseled cheek and electricity seemed to run through her winter body, leading her to bite her lower lip at the sudden desire that she was feeling for this stranger. Begrudgingly she pulled her hand away. Never has she thought of herself as a swooner, but this man was making her look like an absolute liar. "I will be at the dinner, in honor of your arrival and assistance with the recent attacks." The werewolf female could feel her face flaming red as she clumsily pulled at her dress and reminded herself of the coffee stain.

The urge to escape this situation was overwhelming. Emerald eyes glance towards the door as her stomach does a flip. "Enjoy your stay." With that said she walks off, but the second she is around the corner and reaches the stairs, petite feet dash her out of the front door of the packhouse and one block down the cobblestone road to the house that her and her sister lived in. Since Lily was not yet the official Luna until the commitment ceremony, Lily stayed at the house where they grew up. It was an absolute mess. Each girl had their own room upstairs and Ava went to her own where her bed was not made and clothes were strewn about.

The door was slammed shut and locked as she threw herself upon her bed. A glance at her phone showed five missed alls from Lily and ten texts. None of them were serious. As always, Lily was panicking about the company and what to do, and where Ava was at. The ebony-haired girl was so pent up that her finger fingers were almost not enough to get her off. When all was said and done she was a panting mess and did not have the will to move.

The annoying sound of vibrating reached her ears and she knew that it had to be Lily.

Is everything okay?

That scared the shit out of her and had her heart racing a thousand miles a minute. What was with the tone in Caleb's voice?

Yes, why?

You left with King Lucas and you look like... like you paired with him, for a moment...

Was he really asking her this?! The guy who jumped her sister's bones in the blink of an eye in the presence of his GIRLFRIEND?! A deep breath was needed and taken before she continued.

No, I don't think so. I think he was just being nice. If you and Lily were anything to go by, the fact that my clothes are still intact tells me no.

There was an awkward silence.

If you need me, we can always talk.

She hoped that he could hear her eyes roll. This is the most he had spoken to her since he mated with Lily. That is where she cut off the connection and sat up on her bed. No doubt Caleb would have to have a meeting with the Lycan King about the attacks and killing of werewolves within the woods surrounding the villages of the Northern Kingdom. "I wonder if I can just... stay here." Ava knew that she had told the King that she would be there and despite Caleb being back, her sister would always seem to need her. There were three hours until the dinner, and a new outfit was necessary thanks to the stain, so she took some time to find a new outfit and try and clear her head.
 
Lucian appreciated the room more than he could have said. At home, his own people were strong and proud, but they were obeisant to their king. The notion of simple assistance had been foreign to him and he was savoring it now, when...her hand stretched forth and pressed against his cheek. A spark was kindled within him, the beginning of a fire that threatened to roar up and engulf him. He looked into her eyes, aware of a tightness below, an arousal that was almost agony. He looked into her eyes, inhaling her scent while he gave her the slightest incline of a nod.

"I will be at the dinner and gladly honor you and yours," he said in a rough voice. He reached to brush his hand against hers, very briefly...

Lycans and werewolves were a passionate people, after all. He could not help but continue to face her, even upon her retreat. He was left...wondering. The arousal in her own eyes had been impossible to ignore and he had wanted to act on it. But it might have dishonored his hosts, dishonored her as well to treat her just like a doxy in their first of meetings.

Sucking in a dark breath, he glanced about them, breathing in and out as he thought of Ava again, sitting upon the bed as he withdrew his phone. His guards were likewise being placed in their own domiciles and lodgings while they would be here. The king took his moment to text his own allies and assure them he was fine.

Before he thought again of...

Her. Where was she now? What was she doing? He could not repress his eyes narrowing, trying to force away the feeling of arousal, of-

Belonging...

He lay back on the bed, hands behind his head. He wondered if the entourage were going to find their own brief lovers while he spoke along with those like Caleb, the alpha here. The Luna seemed rather close to the Beta Ralph, he had noticed...

He had to lie back, perhaps nap, but he found it impossible. Perhaps he would have a walk.

Yes, he thought. That sounded like a good idea...He decided to walk from the room, familiarize himself with the grounds as he began to explore.
 
A nice rich blue spaghetti strapped dress that flowed down to her knees was put on with a huff. She loved to look nice, like most women, but nothing seemed to be right for the occasion. Then again she was not fond of dressing up like a porn star like her blonde twin sister. A heart-shaped neckline offered a peak and the top of her bosoms and petite were adorned with blue wedge heels. Wedges were her favorite style of heel because it was harder to break your neck in them.

Those shoes were slipped into her purse and some flats were slipped on. A breath of fresh air was needed so she walked to the back of the massive packhouse and into the woods. It was only a matter of minutes until she was in a small clearing where she would train with Caleb and the others. It also served as a good place to get away from others. The setting sun still allowed what little light remained to pierce through the canopy of the forest.

Lily's texts had stopped, so no doubt she had her hands full with something. Little did she know that she had her hands and mouth full with Ralph. Lily knew, and warned her sister that it could be risky if Caleb found out. It was a wonder he never questioned the pure stench of Ralph hanging over his mate.

The aroma of the Lycan King still fogged her mind. In her eyes, she was not Lily, the girl who showed off so much skin and, in her honest opinion, looked more attractive than her. Ava always considered herself a little tom boyish. She wore dresses occasionally, but she would always switch out for pants if it meant going to training or on patrol. She sat herself on a massive tree stump and relished the warmth of the sunlight pouring through. Eyes closed and ears attuned to the rustling of the trees.

Caleb has told her on more than one occasion that Lycan were practically undetectable. It was odd, but she was interesting to see in action.
 
The great King of the Northern Lycans strode upon the grounds, feeling the basking flowering of the moon ahead. The silverly petals of moonlight fell upon him, so that it stirred his blood all while he thought more of Ava again. Her red curls, her wide and beautiful eyes, her athletic body. Her beauty, her silent strength....even the dignity to it that made him wish to dominate her and shatter her before his will. For a king, he was modestly dressed indeed, nothing more than a shirt and pants.

But one could not look at his eyes and not know he was truly a king. He was strong and self assured, with a power hidden in the depths of his eyes. He was mighty, with an intense will that radiated off of him. He stood with his shoulders squared back and gazed up at the moon. The beautiful silvery eyes staring down upon him.

He gave a heavy sigh, his fingers flexing at his side uneasily. He was not used to being thrown off his game in such a manner. He had no lust in his mind for Lily, despite her provocative style of dress. No, he thought to himself. It was like the Moon Queen above had written it in their stars that they be drawn to one another, just as in the old legends.

It made him growl softly to himself as he explored the grounds....when he caught the scent.

And there she was. Ava. On a tree stump, his head lifting. "....Good evening. Came out for some fresh air?"

And at that moment, the handsome Ralph was currently kissing his way across the stomach of the Luna, his gaze impish, eyes gleaming.

"Who was it...?"
 
How could one as massive as this mountain of a man approach her with such silent footsteps? He was downwind of her, so she did not catch that intoxicating masculinity as she had before. His voice washed the coolness of her skin away with a wave of heat. It took some actual effort not to groan. Not because he had managed to find her when she was actually trying to keep her distance from him, but because she so desperately want him to stop with the small talk and do something.

Sure he could not keep as calm as he was if he felt the same way she did, could he? Then why? Why subject her to such torture? Ava was not the Luna. Ava was a useful pawn in the grand scheme of things and did all that she could to help aid in the safety of their village, but why would a Lycan King show her even the slightest bit of attention?

Lily was slacking in her duties and showing to Ralph exactly why so many thought that her sister would be the best fit to be the Luna. The straight blonde-haired girl could have been more opposite of her twin sister. Ralph had a way with flirting that always landed her in the Beta wing and in his bed or a counter, or in the shower.

Her sister always whined that Caleb was off doing work, or was locked in his study and did not always give her the time of day. Ralph often called his Alpha and best friend a fool for not taking advantage of his lust-hungry mate.

"Nothing important, but I need to get redressed in something very nice. I am the Luna and hosting the Lycan King is a big deal, so I need to make sure that everything is perfect." She removed her naked body from the tangled sheets and hunted down her clothing and took great care to make sure everything was back in place so as not to be caught. "You coming, Ralph?" There Lily stood before the door with a look in her eyes that suggested that she would be rather doing something else than upholding her duties.

"Good evening," as much as she would rather avoid looking at him at all cost, it would not represent her people well if she outright ignored him. She stood up from the stump and turned to face the imposing figure that appeared to be closing in on her. " and yes, I was." Her question was quick to follow. "Are you lost?"
 
For such a tall, strong man, the King of the North could be surprisingly stealthy when he desired. He walked over, one foot before the other, one step after one step, while the heat flowed through him. The warmth surrounded him, a deep sighing escaped him as he arrived by her. He bathed in the moonlight, letting it rain down upon him. He was simply staring at the woman before him, the perfect example of everything he had ever wanted.

The powerful force of longing washed over him and he was unable to tear his eyes away. Her scent overpowered him,a low rumbling coming from his throat as he stepped closer. Ava, she'd said. Her name was Ava. He barely knew her, did he not? He barely knew the first thing about her at all....

Except how badly he wanted and desired her. More than tht was impossible. It could all come later, for this werewolf woman. His breath escaped him, faster and harder. His attention right on her. Nowhere else.... "If I am lost..." He smiled at her. "Help me find my way back...we should be talking more...."

And Ralph was chuckling wickedly a bit, sliding out from the bed as well. "Do we HAVE to go so soon...?" He asked, putting a hand on the Luna's back. "It's not like we can't afford time..."
 
Ava made the mistake of looking this powerful man in the eyes. Those were a King's eyes. That gaze left no room for her to deny him and yet she felt no will to. The ache to give herself over to him was strong and utterly baffling. It seemed like she had been staring at him for an eternity until the rumble of his voice shook her to her core. "You know what you're doing... don't you?" The words slipped out before the thought could be processed. Her tone was clearly accusatory. He had to know how she felt, otherwise why would he constantly seek her out? There were plans to go over finding out who the powerful beings were killing off werewolves. Putting together a plan of attack and where to strengthen the patrol.

All of this could be done since he got here and yet he is wandering the ground and happens to stumble across her? She was not buying it and was done with the games. "You, your highness, should be speaking to our Alpha... not me, but I will assist my lost Lycan King." With that said she stood up from the stump and on her own two feet. The distance was closed between the two and the shift in the wind had her drowning in his scent. it was damn near enough to make her eyes roll.

"Who but your mate and family can call you by any other title? Neither of which, I am." with a matter-of-fact tone to her words, she sighed and guided him through the back door and down a corridor. The sounds of voices could be heard in the packhouse great hall where everyone was most likely getting ready for the feast. A left turn and before them was the base of the stairs and the front door. "Let me make sure that you make it to your room, lest you find me again... lost." Maybe it was because she had released a bit of sexual tension by her own hands not long ago, but it was a bit easier than before. Up the stairs and down the Alpha wing, which was completely empty. The door to the room that they had been in, not long ago opened. She walked herself in and sat upon the edge of his bed, legs crossed leaning back on the palms of her hands looking up at him. "If you are not as ravenous for me as I am for you, then please tell me why the Lunar Mother is so cruel as to have you keep stumbling across me?"
 
The King in the North, lord of Lycans, first of his name, met the beauty before him with a gaze that was penetrating as it was intense. His eyes had narrowed slightly as she asked her question. It was one he might have posed to her, and for an instant, a white hot anger sparked within him. How dare she asked if he "knew what he was doing" when her very presence drove him mad. He was a Lycan, a royal monarch of that ancient line. She was merely a werewolf, one of the country wolves, held to be inferior by then....he had not intentionally found her there, but it had happeed. Like so very much of this. He could not escape the deep breaths rumbling out of his throat now.

"I would pose to you the same question, woman." He had known many women, but never had one inspired this feeling. "You will assist me," he agreed firmly, his eyes sharply narrowed. "It is no request, I assure you." He practically had to cease himself from reaching out to haul her up, his hand trembling at his side as he gazed over her face. Her eyes. Her body. He was breathing deeper now.

"You may address me by name, woman," he said quietly as they walked, Lucian barely took in any of the sights, his body near to bursting by the sight of her. Hands flexing at his sides, he walked on beside her, his deep breaths audible when they reached the room, the arousal thick from her. He did not respon to her. Not at first.

But ravenous is precisely was he was. There was no point, nor shame, in hiding it. So he reached out to trace her face with a long nail and he whispered it softly.

"Undress yourself if you are so ravenous. And present yourself to me in the proper manner."
 
"Yes, Lucian," the woman replied breathlessly before her dress was slipped over her head. Laced panties and a bra adorned her figure. She stood up and took her time to wiggle her ass out of the panties and shimmied them down her legs before they were kicked off her foot and aside. War eyes looked at the looking figure before her with no remorse as one hand reached behind her back and unhooked the bra. Maybe she was just as bad as her sister. Here she was, volunteering to warm the Lycan King's bed on the very day he arrives. Taut nipples were revealed as her bra was tossed aside and her shoes kicked aside.

A soft hand caressed at the marble hard length trapped within the snug confines of his pants. "And what do you consider the proper manner... Luc? Hm?" With that, she turned her back to him and began crawling up the King-sized lavished four-pillar bed only to rest her back upon the plethora of pillows and spread her legs. Her middle finger ran up and down, once, along the delta of her sex, and the glistening coating upon her finger was brought up to her lips. "Is the presentation that you desired?"

Her sister was going to wonder where her sister was at this important time. Out of the two Ava surely was the more responsible and it would be wholly out of character for her to be doing something other than helping her sister out in her time of need. Wouldn't it?

"Mmm.... Ralph, baby... Caleb is going to be looking for me soon. I have to make sure the dinner for King Lucian goes off without a hitch and with Ava doing heaven's knows what, I am going to be extra nervous." For someone talking about rounding things up, Lily wasn't putting up much of a fight with her fiance's best friend and Beta.

Meanwhile, Ava felt like a feast before a mighty starving predator.
 
"Lucian." The great Lycan King's smile curled upward, revealing an almost predatory gesture that encompassed Ava now. He had made his mind up. He was the king, ready to take what he wanted, as he wanted. His breathing quickened, his eyes roaming against her body, again and again...as she undressed. Her clothes slid away, leaving her only in her undergarments. He could not repress the obvious interest feeling himself stiffen noticeably below as he began to breathe heavily, growling ever so slightly in lust at the sight of her in a bra and panties.

Then the bra was gone, revealing a full chest, topped by the pink nipples, the skin hardening. He turned his eyes down as the panties were removed, seeing the red hair between her thighs, the glistening lips...her arousal was no secret, nor was it any shame. When her hand found him, he sucked in a breath, nearly pounding on her there. She was getting familiar as well. He liked that quite a bit.

She was lying back on the bed. Her legs open to shamelessly demontrate everything she possessed. Her fingers slid against her sex, the sight of her tasting herself making him stir even further. He walked closer, removing his shirt to reveal a solidly muscled torso. His hands went to his pants, loosening them quickly. One hand traveled low to rub at her lips, feeling slowly to take in the warmth and the wetness.

He began to rub harder, his eyes gleaming gold as they locked on hers. "Turn over. You're submitting before a king tonight, Ava." He said in a low voice. Kings took what they wished...

And now Ralph slid his arms around Lily, nuzzling into her neck. "Soon isn't now. We've got time..." the handsome wolf purred into her ear, pressing against her so she might feel how hard he was. "I can tell you're burning for it..." he bit her earlobe and tugged. "You were sucking me off too hard earlier to only want ONE go..."
 
Ava watched with open desire as her Lycan King shed his shirt and nearly caused her to groan but bit it back by trapping her lower lip. The woman was clearly not afraid to show her hunger for him. The feeling of his large finger caressing the slick delta of her sex summoned a hungry groan out of her. It was clear that the suspense was killing her. Lips sat agape for some precious air that seemed hard to procure as his finger continued as he spoke. At his order, she merely nodded and maneuvered her nude figure to her hands and knees.

"Yes, Lucian," she was aching for his body. The aroma and presence of the man were killing her. It had her feeling like she might never be sane again if he did not bury every inch of him within her greedy depths. "Oh, Lucian I swear..." Ava has never been lust drunk like this. No mere dick was he. Nor was she dying to get at him because of his status. Having spent this long in his presence and drenched in his Lycan scent was driving her mad. Waiting was not an option and if he would not take her now that she would have to be exiled because leaving empty-handed would not be an option after this.

This man was her mate. He HAD to be. No attraction had ever been like this. Her love for Caleb all these years that they were growing up seemed like the tiniest thing of the past.

Lily smiled even though Ralph could see her face. He knew her so well. The girl was lousy for him and they had proven it time and time again long before she found Caleb to be her mate. The feeing of his cock pressed against her summoned a pur from her lips and a moan followed suit as he bit her earlobe. Ralph always knew how to push her buttons and this was why she turned around in his arms and stole a hot kiss from his lips while stroking his cock. "We have a little time..." Practically feeding him those words before guiding him to lay on his back and straddle his waist and sink every inch of that cock into her sex.

"Mmm... fuck you're such a bad boy Ralph..." Already she rode him with a delicious moan.
 
There was no feigning this arousal. Not for either of them. She wanted him. He wanted her. Neither could deny it. Neither could resist it. Neither wanted to now. The sight of her nudity, the taste of her lips, the scent of her...he kissed her like he was conquering her. His mouth closed on hers, rough and seeking as his tongue probed between her lips. He teased her pussy with a finger, rubbing it between the lips of her pussy with firm, insistent motions.

And he gave her the order to present herself. Primal, like she belonged to him. Like she was nothing more than a toy to use, a bedwarmer and not an honored figure of the clan here. But he was a king and he would not be denied. "Hurry up." He said roughly to her as she rolled herself over, positioning herself.

It only turned them both on more. "KING Lucian." he said as he let his pants fall away, looking at her pussy and her ass. "Hush now. I give the orders," he whispered as he came closer. One hand closed on her ass and squeezed there firmly. He felt her ass, running his hand there and letting his fingers caress the supple flesh of her rear. "You wat to be fucked," he said with satisfaction, his cock rigid at attention.

He knelt behind her. "Head down. You're mine now." His cock parted the lips below, sliding into her pussy as the king let himself be joined to her. His cock rested in her, rigid and rough as he began to thrust. He drew his hips back and pushed back. Slow, feeling the inside of her pussy with his own body.

Slow, pushing steadily in and out of her. Then harder, firmly, building it up and wanting to see her react.

"Well, babe...?" Ralph whispered, his lips hovering by her ear. "I know how you get...you sucked me like you were ravenous, you greedy little slut..." his teeth nipped her ear, before she turned and guided him back.

Then he was inside her, looking up at the woman riding him, displaying her ecstasy for all to see.

"Look who's talking..."
 
Oh, now he wanted to be called by his title. After the man had so casually offered to have her call him Lucian, even offered Luc at some point. Those blue eyes pierced through to her soul and could be felt even as she turned and had her back to him. His order of hastening brought an unseen smile to her face. Ava could swear that the touch of his large hand upon her ass summoned more evidence of her arousal from between those dewy lips.

With her head down and ass in the air, she was more than ready to take what he was offering. Hands gripped the surface of the bedsheets as he sunk every inch of that magnificent cock into her greedy vessel of a body. His claim of possession excited her more than she cared to admit. Maybe it was because all she wanted was to be his. It was a random attraction that seemed almost deathly essential.

A whimper sounded from her lips as he started to slowly thrust within her. Eyes were shut and her head was fully resting on the bed. The red head's lips were constantly agape for much-needed air until she started panting as His Majesty picked up the pace. "Yesss....." The girl moaned in the midst of their union. It was almost horrible to think this, but she had been with Caleb for years. Often they had sex, but all those times, compared to now.... felt like child's play. Caleb was rough with her and Ava would often fight back, which he would often say was a trait that he loved about her, before he paired with her sister, of all people.

This felt all too right. The man had just started and already she felt like she was going to crash from pleasure. Ava was just as fiery as the color of her hair and wanted this to last as long as possible and feebly tried to stave off the inevitable, but it felt so damn good!

Lily looked down at Ralph with that sweet smile and laughed at his remark, "but I'm your little slut... remember that." she rode Ralph like she was trying to blow her own back out. Petite breasts still bouncing and that lustful daze look on her countenance with pink lips agape. "Mmm... Ralph...fuck..." the simple statement laced with tones of evidence that she was nothing short of turned on and teetering on the edge of a climax and waiting for his permission.
 
The king of the North, lord of Lycans, could not tell what appealed to him more at the moment: to be called by his name or to be called as a king by the woman he intended to take firmly. Being called "king" was certainly an appeal at the moment, he had to admit as he settled between her thighs. There was no mistaking the woman's excitement, though, the sheer passion he was rousing in her was intoxicating for him. The way her hands locked upon the sheets and the tilt of her ass as he slid himself inside her...

No use denying what they both wanted so badly. He was sliding into her, hearing the beautiful werewolf moaning in exquisite passion as his hips tapped against her waist from his movements. Once. Twice, three times. And then harder, slightly faster. But he showed her how a Lycan liked it, with her knelt over, submissively presenting herself.

He grasped her hips and began to drive himself firmly into her. pushing rapidly with all the skill her possesed. His hand reached out to take her red hair hair, holding it firmly as he growled roughly.

Ralph was now smiling up at Lily, his hands closing on her breasts, to hold them as she rode him furiously. "Having a nice time...?" He asked the blond, caressing her chest as she moved on him. "Oh, don't stop, Lil..."
 
Ava panted and was completely lost in the moment. There was no time to ponder why she was being such an open-faced slut for a man she did not even know. That was something that she would expect from Lily with Ralph, but the toxins in her mind had her craving every inch of him. It was even laced lightly with the idea of him leaving her forever. He had to stay with her. He had to be with her for all time. At the second that her red tendrils were within his grasp she climaxed, hard. Hands were gripping at the sheep-like her life depended on it. It felt like an eternity before her mind continued where it had left off.

Lucian was plowing her with such vigor and she was soaked and tight and building up again. All she could think about was curling up in bed with him in the aftermath and she had no idea why. They had a dinner that they were supposed to attend. A dinner for him no less! If they were late and someone decided to come and check on him they would walk in on one very sensual sight. That growl of his sent goosebumps to dance across every inch of her flesh. "O-Oh yes..." she moaned with eyes shut tight.

Lily looked down at the hot muscular specimen of a man beneath her as his calloused palms caressed her breasts. The tension was mounting and there was no turning back at this point. The pressure continued on and on until she shattered and trembled upon his cock with lips agape for that much-needed air that seemed to never be enough.
 
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