Lycan King’s Nemesis

GWEN??

Once he disappeared into the crowd below, I didn’t see him again. Somehow while I watched him go, he managed to delude my vision, and it turned out he wasn’t even going after Tyler.

I exhaled and relaxed back, taking in deep breath with my eyes closed but they soon snapped open when some minutes later, a large cannon blew and the crowd let out a massive noise, accompanied by horsemen riding into the wide space. Tyler and his crew had disappeared as the horsemen circled on top of their giant gallops. Very giant gallops.

It was a beautiful sight to behold seeing the men clad in black pantyhose and nothing in their upper bodies, which gave us a sumptuous view of them. I stood up and went close to the baluster demarcating us from the crowd below, my mouth agape in awe.

While I was admiring the horsemen and their horses, I was not prepared for the next thing that took place. Another horseman was coming at a thundering speed from far down the left side of the field. As he approached, the other horsemen formed a U-shape from two ends, stopping at the very tall timbers that would serve as what the horses are supposed to jump.

The horseman didn’t stop, in his helmet as he approached the tall demarcation and in one swing, his horse went flying into the air. My heart caught. I shut my eyes in fear that he would fall. There was no way…

“No fucken way!” Someone clamoured by my side as a loud cheer and clap that started off made me open my eyes at once to see the rider slowly coming at a trot to the other side of the demarcation, circling it to come back to his colleagues. The cheer was unbelievably loud. He made it. That is the riskiest thing I have seen. What if he broke his neck? I will have to speak to Ashton after this, we can’t allow our men to engage in such games of_

“Ashton!” Abby howled at the same time as me as the rider removed the black helmet to expose first his shiny hair down to those captivating depths as they crinkled in a triumphant grin. My mate was smiling. I can’t believe I am seeing him smile for the first time ever. Moments like this are supposed to be put into my memory box because of how rare they were.

It made me jealous. At the same time furious. Why would he do that? What if something bad had happened and that horse tossed him? Does he want to die and leave me a widow?!

I wanted to slap him so hard to bring back his senses. But not as much as I wanted to kiss him right as his eyes met mine for the second time today in that same way only me and him could understand. It held so much passion and deep… longing.

It suddenly clicked. The asshole. He intentionally did it. He left angrily to show off so as to get my attention away from Tyler. This man! Such an egoistic prick.

“I see you two are sharing sneaky looks, huh?” Abby mumbled into my ear and I blinked down, my cheeks beginning to burn hot.

“Stop it, Abby.” I huffed. “It’s just in your head. He hates me.”

“Keep saying that and one day I might think of believing you.” I rolled my eyes.

“I have been trying to get your attention for as long as I can remember but you and Williams seem too invested in yourselves.” I twisted halfway to face her, my hands on my chest.

“So sorry, I was asking him about last night.”

“Oh, okay.” My head swept towards Ashton. He was addressing the other riders. “Don’t you think this game is too risky?”

“Tell that to my brother. And of course…” She gestured towards Williams but found him gone from where she left him. She skimmed her eyes at the crowd and sighted him whispering something into Ashton’s ear. “Him.” She finished, in a milder tone. “He is even more scared of what would happen when Ashton finds out the truth.”

“Hmmn, we just have to find the perfect lie he won’t suspect.” I chewed on my mouth tissues in reflection, my face starting to flush from the sunlight. I strode back to my seat, retrieved my sunscreen from my handbag and began massaging into my skin. “While this is going to take time and is a very risky game, one of the reasons I think the former King and Queen didn’t approve of it, I think I find it fascinating.”

“Especially when we have to watch our men show off their wonderfully sculpted body parts,” Abby added in a mischievous tone.

I glared at her. “Abby.”

“What?” She snatched the sunscreen from me. “You act like you don’t enjoy what you see.”

“I do but…”

“But, you are too prim and proper to admit it.”

I have never been more flustered having to discuss my mate’s heavenly heritage with his own sister. “Well, every eye could see that Ashton is well endowed. So are the other men too.”

“You know, right?” She winked with one eye. “You see, maybe it’s just me but I think he is intentionally trying to get your attention. See how he is grimacing as you aren’t looking at him?”

I flicked my eyes in that direction and truthfully, Ashton was frowning. At me. You know what? I don’t think I like this game. Imagine how all the women here would be looking at him and I know many of them would be wishing they were his mate instead of me!

I held my opinion for later. If he wished to keep this game, then as the Queen my opinion would be that they wear something, even though a sack. As far as their bodies were covered. Him in particular.

“Tomorrow is the sparring game, Gwen, are you going to participate?”

“Can I?” I asked eagerly.

“Of course, if you want to.” Abby enthused. “My brother participates in most of the games. It shows more unity and involvement.”

“I can’t wait, then. That means I have to see Tyler now.” I stood up and looked about in search of him in the crowd.

“What! Don’t tell me you are leaving me here alone.”

“Then come along. I have to inform him so we can train this evening or something. You can join in too. It will be more fun.”

“Uhm, Are you sure my brother would like that?” She skipped her eyes to him where another rider was galloping towards the barrier which was lower this time.

“He doesn’t have to know, Abby.” I gulped as the rider landed smoothly on the other side of the timber. “We just have to inform Tyler and return before they are done.”ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

The crowd cheered as the rider circled and came to stand beside Ashton, taking off his helm-wait, is that not Merit?

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