Cedric's fangs grew long and wicked as his dark claws extruded from hands which had changed to paws. Within seconds, his body had morphed from man to beast.
White fur began to spring forth, covering his entire body. His shoulders and back lengthened and widened. The bulk of his solid body split his soft pants and tore the white shirt he wore into rags hanging off his shoulders like so much tattered scraps.
He growled again, ripping the torn shirt off his back and kicking off his torn pants.
Cecil smiled.
Fool.
This was what he'd been waiting for. The act of insurrection meant he could take legal actions and throw Cedric into the dungeon.
Of course, Cedric wouldn't need to stay there long, just a few days, but it would be long enough to take the female from him and to get his ass back to Faria.
Like it or not, Cecil needed Cedric back to help him take care of the kingdom. Cedric would not miss this one girl for long. He would be inundated with bitches in heat and he would be one happy wolf.
Cecil was about to give the signal for his men to subdue Cedric when, from the corner of his eyes, he saw the almost black form of Hubert springing out from between two clumps of white gardenias.
He was heading directly towards Boris with claws fully extended.
In seconds, Boris began to morph into a dark sandy werewolf and met Hubert's claws with strong jaws of his own.
Falling back from the attack, the two royal advisors began facing off. They were both betas, but quite strong, and they were circling around each other, fangs dripping with saliva.
"You are a guest here. Stand down." Hubert growled at Boris.
"You attacked first. Am I supposed to stand here and wait to die?" Boris spat back.
From above the roofline, Cecil could see several dozen of Cedric's men popping up, ready to defend their Grand Duke.
How dare they. He was the King. Their loyalty was supposed to be to him!
Cecil growled and raised his arms into the air. As he turned into a pale blond werewolf, he threw back his head and gave a loud howl.
"AroooOOOoooooo!!!"
His half dozen guards sprang from their hidden positions, all in werewolf form. In the blink of an eye, Cedric's guards had also shown themselves.
With a loud battle cry, the guard wolves descended on each other, clawing and biting. A huge bloody battle ensued all around them, as werewolves fought each other with bloody intent.
As the battle raged all around them, Cecil and Cedric faced each other. They were staring each other down, unmoving.
Cecil's lips flared as he bared his fangs at his brother.
"You realize this is insubordination."
The two pale blond werewolves circled each other, claws outstretched. It was difficult to tell who was whom, they were so similar in height and coloring.
"Retract the decree." Cedric growled.
"Ha!" Cecil laughed. "I can't believe you are willing to challenge your own Alpha King and brother just to keep a single insignificant bitch."
"Call your men off and retract the decree and everything reverts back to what it was before." Cedric said again. "This is your last chance."
Cecil growled. "Are you really going to go that far for a woman you don't even know well?"
"Are you really going to put your throne at risk for a woman you don't even know at all?" Cedric threw back.
GRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
They growled at each other with dripping fangs.
"Oh there you are!!!" A chirpy loud voice called out from the doorway.
Cecil and Cedric both turned startled eyes towards the sound.
What the hell was Talia doing out here? They both thought simultaneously.
She strode out into the crystal sunshine, bypassing all the snarling fighting werewolves without so much as a by your leave.
Without hesitation, she ran to Cedric and grabbed onto his long blond hair like a leash.
"Come back here you bad, bad, boy. I've been waiting all this time for you and you're here playing wrestling with your brother?" She reached up and pinched his jowl.
"What—what are you doing?" Cecil blinked.
Talia bared her very human fangs at him.
"I've been trying to tell you all this time but you never listened to me!"
"Huh???"
"I told you I got a boyfriend!" She popped Cedric's furry chest with her palm.
"You do not have a boyfriend!" Cecil growled.
"Ha! Why do you think? The reason why you never could find anyone when you were checking up on me is because they're all scared of my man!"
She pointed at Cedric. "Look at him! He's a beast!"
"Him???" Cecil's mouth dropped open.
"Yes! He's my lover!"
Cecil scoffed. This girl was a good liar but this took the cake.
"Sorry Dear. I can smell your lies a mile away."
"What are you talking about?" Talia glared at him.
"You call him your lover but you smell like a virgin, so either you are lying, or the two of you are engaging in immaculate intercourse."
Talia gritted her teeth. How is it possible to smell like a virgin, for crying out loud. Could he really do that?
Oh well. In for a penny, in for a pound.
"Well that's exactly it." She retorted with her head held high. "I told Cedric I was saving my virginity for when we got married, so we don't do the full meal deal. We just have little hors d'oeuvres here and there."
"Hors d'oeuvres?" Cecil gasped.
"Yeah. All we do is touch and kiss!" She reached out and placed her palm over Cedric's manhood.
It immediately sprang with eager anticipation, even as Cedric began to growl with a husky passionate sound.
Thank heavens she had touched it once before so it wasn't a unique experience. She could act as if she'd touched him there all the time.
"He's my lover. And since he satisfies me tremendously, I don't want to exchange him for you."
She eyed Cecil with disdain, looking at him up and down.
"Tch, tch." She clicked her tongue as she stared at Cecil's crotch.
"No offense, but you just don't look all that big, and I like my men LARGE."
She gently squeezed Cedric's manhood and he growled softly, his large male member lengthening and engorging within her hand.
"Now, either you retract that royal decree or you will find me to be a very unfaithful consort because I need this thing right here," she began stroking Cedric's engorged shaft, "not that puny thing you got."
She stared at Cecil with disdain. "Comprenez?"
She turned back to Cedric. "Come on Big Boy. Let's go. You're making me wait too damn long. I'm going to have to punish you with my leather whip!"
Cedric gave a low growl deep within his throat and reached down to pick Talia up. His eyes narrowed as he passed Cecil.
With a loud roar, he kicked Cecil in the buttocks with a powerful left leg.
Caught off-guard, Cecil fell with a splash into the pool.
Cedric turned his wolven face towards Cecil, and with a final warning roar, he walked away from the pool area with his prize in his arms.
Cecil scrambled out of the pool, dripping wet and seething with fury. He snapped his fingers as he strode past Boris, who followed behind, his eyes gleaming with barely suppressed mirth.