Chapter 3 Aiden Is Here

Aiden's POV::

I kept pounding my cock into her warm pussy, my orgasm threatening to throw me off the edge. I knew the woman beneath me was new, and she wasn't used to how rough I love sex with women. But I didn't care. I never did. She is nothing but a slave, one that has been assigned to warm my bed and satisfy me.

Her loud moans and groans filled the entire room, ringing out to the hearing of the waiting slaves outside my bedroom door, I don't care if they could hear our sounds of pleasure, or her cries as she receive every long and hard thrust from me, not t while her pussy clamped around me and my dick throbbed to climax as I pulled out fast enough to release my warm cum all over her back.

A sense of peace and calm enveloped me. My breathing came out ragged and the woman I had been fucking rushed out of my room, limping. I smirked. She would be telling tales of this encounter for the next few days to the others who are waiting to take their turns.

A knock sounded on the door while I was putting on my pants.

"Come in." I said before sitting on the edge of the bed.

A tall, lanky man emerged at the entrance, his small glasses topping his nose bridge. His demeanor could fool anyone, true. But what he really is can be deadly to whoever crosses him. He is also many years older, just like him, but he is more the brains behind his leadership while he is the force.

"What brings you here, Wikh?" I asked, wiping away my sweat with a napkin.

He bowed slightly. "Your highness, I have been watching the BloodMoons for years, and it seems they have bloomed. More than they did twenty years ago before we attacked."

I paused what I was doing and leaned forward, elbows resting on my knees as I clenched my fists.

"Go on."

"Their Alpha is the late Alpha Derek's first son. They have a strong wall of security, and if we go in forcefully, we'd alert the rest of the pack."

I glared at him. "Why are we afraid of alerting the other packs?"

Wikh had a small smile, lifting the corner of his lips. He knew I was never afraid. I fight before I think which he'd been trying to stop.

"It's not fear, your highness. They will go into hiding. Getting better this time around. Remember, it took us more than a decade to find the BloodMoons." He explained and took a step forward.

"I have a plan. We should get inside peacefully, almost as if we're coming to visit. That way, they can't alert anybody before we get in."

I nodded and agreed, although I always hated the idea of hide and seek. I sent him off to keep preparing for our trip to the BloodMoon pack.

It was a tiring journey driving over to the heart of the city that was many miles away from the end of the town where my pack was situated. But I knew what I had in mind, and I wasn't going to back down until I destroyed the BloodMoon royal family. Even better, the whole pack members.

Wikh sat beside the driver, his eyes looking everywhere, scanning for trouble. He was good at that. Despite his skeamish personality, Wikh was good at so many things. Except for copping women. His beta sucked at that.

Now, he dressed up in a black shiny Italian suit and leather shoes, looking like he worked in a firm. He clung an empty briefcase to himself.

When we got to the gate, I remained in the backseat, watching Wikh distract the guards while I went through the back gate. Wikh had barely entered when a man ran over to a large gong and began to beat it.

I was already in, so it was too late to alert anybody.

That's when I saw her walking into the hall slowly, tall, slim, and frail, her black hair bobbed as she spoke with the fierceness of a lioness.

"Asshole." Her mouth moved too fast, and she spoke without being aware of the consequences. I didn't like that at all.

No one ever called me an asshole. No one dared. I was sure everyone here knew me, so what gave her the effrontery to say this?

Wikh leaned in. "That is the last child of Derek. The illegitimate child he had with a commoner, I hear."

Something within me growled, jerked, and longed to press my hands against her sharp mouth. Even better, to punish her by slamming my cock into her pretty mouth while she pressed her lovely soft lips around me. I got hard just thinking about it.

"Fuck." I cursed within me, trying to blame it on my wolf being greedy. "She is a fucking slave to them, a child of a commoner."

But my wolf wanted her. To claim her body and teach her to shut the hell up.

So my priorities changed when I was ushered in fully into the huge hall.. I didn't want the riches, the soldiers or the women that Aarem offered to me. I wanted her.

"You may have her." Aaren said faster than he should.

This uncocked a screw in my head. I may be an asshole but I thought letting his sister go so easily was cowardly of him.

"Won't you negotiate?" I found myself asking before I could stop.

"Daisy is as good as dead to us, Alpha Aiden. If she's what you want instead of the gold, the money, lands and soldiers we offered to you, then so be it." A middle aged woman who looked pretty for her age chipped in. From how my wolf picked up her royal scent, I knew she must be their mother.

"And you don't care whatever I do with her?" I asked once again, my pupils dilating.