THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT
"Honey, I'm home!", I yelled as soon as I got to the Beta floor of the palace in the seat of the werewolf kingdom.
I can never get used to seeing this majestic place. Each time I enter the white and gold marble gates and make my way to the palace, I stop at the two large statutes of wolves that stand infront of the palace. I look at the statutes and thank the Moon Godess that the lost werewolf king was able to return to his kingdom. Everything that man has touched has turned into gold.
People always marvel at the size of the palace. It's larger than any pack house I've ever seen, and I've literally seen every pack house in the past three years. However, what I like the most are the walls that were built using french caen stone. On sunny days, the palace looks like a shimmering gold haven due to this stone.
When one enters the palace, two long white and gold staircases await you.
The place truly looks like it belongs to a king.
The palace has eleven floors, all of which were decorated by one of the best interior designers, with input from us, of course.
The most important floors in the palace are the Alpha and Luna suitr which are on the same floor, Beta suite, Gamma suite and Delta suite. Each ranked member gets two floors in the palace for themselves. Mathew has allowed Esther and I to decorate the Beta floors as we see fit. His only request was that there be some element of gold that is featured in our design.
The Beta suite is essentially a whole luxury apartment. The love of my life, Esther, loves earthly colours so the floor is decorated in modest warm earth tone colours. We have a large grand kitchen, two offices, a study room for Ishmael, a sitting room and dining room, four balconies, a sauna and spa room, a mini theatre and mini library, a gaming room and art room and 10 guest bedrooms. All the suites of the ranked royal members more or less have all these different amenities. Living here is like living in the outmost luxury.
I couldn't help but admire all the family portraits that hung in my suite. Esther was trapped in her mind for five years so she cherishes every moment we spend together as a family and wants to capture all the memories we create. She takes pictures of everything. The entire suite is filled with pictures of her loved ones. She even has electronic and physical albums of all the photos she takes.
The suite smells like fresh flowers due to the flowers she picks up in the royal gardens and puts in the house every day. But I could smell past the flowers and caught her sweet and alluring scent. The scent of vanilla and strawberries.
I heard her light feet tiptoeing on the warm white, green and gold Egyptian rug in the sitting room.
"Gues who?", she said as she covered my eyes with her small hands. I crouched a bit so that she wouldn't strain herself trying to reach my eyes.
"Mmmmmm....who could it be....is it the wicked witch of the west?" I teased her.
She giggled. "No, guess again!"
"Uhm, is it a nymph? You sure smell like a nymph."
She giggled again. "You better guess right or else you're in trouble!"
"Okay, okay! I think I got it. It's my lovely mate. The one I'm about to make sweet love to in just a few seconds. Am I right?"
She unwrapped her hands from my eyes and started running to the bedroom. I chased her and caught her in the hallway before she even got to the bedroom.
I crashed my lips against hers and within seconds she opened her mouth more and our tongues started wrestling. She tasted irresistible. I broke our passionate kiss and she whimpered.
"Where's Ishmael?", I asked as I reached under her knee high white pleaded skirt and tore off her thong with one swift move.
She gasped. "Our little boy has warrior training" She breathed heavily into my ear.
I bit her lip and threw her over my shoulders. She was giggling the entire time.
"Let's go put a baby in you", I yelled as I carried her into our plush bedroom that was decorated in grey and white. The room looked like it was filled with clouds.
I gently lay my love down on the soft king-sized bed and started nibbling on her ears and lips and sucking her neck. The scent of her arousal filled the room and got me as hard as a rock.
"Baby, I want to taste you", I whispered in her ear. She shook her head teasingly and pulled her skirt down, removing it.
"I want you inside me right now. I haven't seen you in weeks. Please, don't make me wait, baby." This beautiful woman was begging me to put my rock hard member inside her. It was driving me and my wolf insane.
"No, baby. I haven't tasted you in a long time. You're just going to have to wait", I whispered in her ear.
I laid her down on her back and started sucking her neck while rubbing her clit. She was so fucking wet for me.
I crashed my lips onto hers again and gently inserted one finger into her wet core. She moaned and I slowly started moving my finger in and out of her core while kissing her and sucking on her neck.
I moved down to her two luscious breasts. I started sucking on her pink nipples and then thrusted a second finger into her wet core. She was riding my fingers and her moans were getting louder.
"Baby, please. I want you inside of me. Please", she moaned.
"You're going to have to be patient, Essie. I'm still having my fun with you."
"Kenny, please. I'm begging you, please!" She was practically crying while riding my fingers.
I moved my mouth to her entrance and inhaled deeply. The scent of vanilla and strawberries almost made me lose control and just thrust myself into her, but I was able to stay in control.
I started licking her wet core with my entire tongue. I wanted all her juices in my mouth. I softly licked her clit repeatedly and I knew that would drive her crazy. She grabbed my hair and pushed my face further up against her wet core. She was riding my tongue and having the time of her life. I felt her tense up as she thrusted herself on my tongue and then a loud scream left her mouth.
"Oh Gosh, Kendrick!" she yelled as she succumbed to her orgasm. I licked her core again to taste her and then made my way up her stomach. She was panting.
I started kissing and licking her stomach and breasts while rubbing her clit again. My girl was wet again and a fresh new scent of her arousal reached my nostrils.
I sucked on her lips and neck and she was whimpering and moaning in my ear. I covered her mouth with mine and swallowed her moans while I was still rubbing her clit. She was trying to ride my hand again. This time I wasn't going to deny her what she really wanted.
My mouth made its way to where I marked her. I started slowly sucking and biting at her mark spot where I had left a silver crescent moon after marking her. I lined my rock hard member at her wet entrance. Her hand reached down and she slid my member into her wet core before I could stop her.
"Naughty girl", I whispered in her ear. "You're going to pay for that."
I started slowly thrusting in and out of her wet core while gently biting her mark spot. She was thrusting up at me and I started moving faster while furiously sucking and biting at her mark spot. This heightened her orgasm and she cried out my name again.
I felt her core clench around my member. The second I felt her clenching, I released all my seed inside of her.
"Fuck!", I yelled.
She was out of breath and slumped her naked body against mine. We were both out of breath.
We lay in bed while I stroked her hair and peppered her shoulders with soft kisses.
Being away from my mate for weeks at a time was harder than navigating the complex politics and life-threatening situations of the magical world. If I had to fight a dozen werewolf packs just to see her and Ishmael every day, I would gladly do it. Unfortunately that's just not how things work.
The kind of work Mathew and I do means we're constantly travelling. We've travelled to all the werewolf packs and magical creatures living in the territory of the werewolf kingdom. We've also visited the Gryphon kingdom and even had an audience with the Nymph King. Despite all the constant travelling we've been doing, there are still so many magical kingdoms we haven't visited, and we needed to do that before Raphael got to them.
Normally, a ruler is expected to stay in his kingdom and guard the territory. However, because of how busy we are, Mathew essentially has to rule 'on the go'. One of the reasons why he's been able to do this and not find opportunistic alphas or enemies trying to storm the place, is because of Keyon.
Keyon is the son of a former Mother of Seers and an Alpha. He's a werewolf, but instead of being born with seer abilities, he was born with the opposite. He has the ability to go undetected and unseen by seers. This ability to go unseen has enabled the man to help watch over the seat of the werewolf kingdom, with most people not even noticing or knowing of his presence.
Keyon has been able to identify potential threats and report the threats to Mathew, who then deals with the threats before they turn into problems. The man moves like a shadow and sometimes it's like he can be in multiple places at once.
So, naturally, Mathew appointed him as his Delta.
Esther exhaled loudly and groaned in annoyance when she suddenly heard my phone ringing. We both know that everytime my phone rings, I have to leave.
"Please don't answer it, Ken. You just got home." Her eyes were pleading with me and it broke my heart. Mates shouldn't be away from each other for so long, but I couldn't just ignore the phone call. I pledged my allegiance to the Werewolf king and his kingdom. Heck, I would never have even met Esther if it hadn't been for Mathew.
I kissed her forehead, trying to placate her. "It will only be a second, my love."
She rolled her eyes in annoyance. We both knew I'd probably be leaving as soon as that call ended.
"What can I do for you, boss?" I said as I answered the phone. It was Mathew.
"Copy that, boss. I'll leave right now." I hung up the phone.
Esther was already getting up from bed, clearly disappointed that I was leaving even though I literally just got here. I didn't even get a chance to see my son and I haven't seen him in a few weeks now.
"Baby, I'm going to come back. I promise." I had to leave right now, but I was desperately trying to get her to understand that this was something I couldn't say no to. Mathew has never called me to do a menial task and he works even harder than I do because he's a workaholic and he understands that I need to spend time with my mate and son. However, he's the Werewolf king and I'm his beta so being away from home is part of the job.
She looked at me with angry tears in her hazelnut coloured eyes. "I know and I understand, but it's still hard, Ken. You were supposed to spend the day with me and Ishmael. We were going to go visit your dad in the hospital. Do you even know how long it's been since you've gone to see him?"
I looked down and hung my head in shame.
She was right. I probably haven't been to see my dad in a few months now. Esther and Ishmael visit him every week in the hospital, but I hardly had the time. Each time I get home, I try to spend as much time as I can with Esther and Ishmael before I have to go again. I'm trying to get as many precious moments as I can with them.
The other issue is that it's hard to see my dad. I just can't stand seeing him like that. The man was a royal beta, one of the strongest werewolves, and now he's been in a coma for three years. That kind of thing is enough to mess anyone up.
Sebastian comes here from time to time to continue healing him and he honestly looks much better. Over time his grey hair has turned back to black, he's gained back some healthy weight and he looks like the man I knew growing up. He looks like the strong man who was my super hero, but he just won't wake up.
"You're right, my love." I walked to her and engulfed her in my arms even though she tried pushing me away with her delicate hands.
I stroked her short beautiful brown hair and comforted my mate. "You're right." None of this was making me feel better about where I was going. I was going to betray her trust.