#Chapter 23 More Games We Play
Helen’s POV
I was as surprised as anyone to find that I was actually a pretty tough competitor in the next few rounds of the Wolfen Games. In each, I managed to outrun, outfight, outsmart, or otherwise outwolf the other competitors. Each day passed in a whirlwind of public competition, and ach night was spent in private ecstasy as Justin and I celebrated our wins by feasting hungrily on each other’s bodies.
In no time, we reached the final rounds. In the second–to–last, we had to track and kill a specific fox. We were given a scrap of fabric that had been left in her kennel overnight, so it was rich with her scent, and whoever caught her was to be declared victor.
We began in human form, but once I was away from the others, I shifted to let Joy take over. I couldn’t win without her. [A chase!] she rumbled happily.
I marveled at how easily it came to her. We had never been hunting, as father prefered to keep me indoors. Maybe the lovemaking Justin and I got up to was affecting more than my fur.
With Joy in charge, I daydreamed about the next time Justin and I would be alone. I had barely imagined us out of our clothes, when Joy was yelping happily at having cornered the fox.
She closed our jaws around the fox’s body, ending her life. (Pity] Joy thought. I agreed, but I knew I had to win the tournament for the sake of my future with Justin.
Joy ran most of the way back, and then I shifted into my human form, stopping at the pile of clothes I’d shrugged off at the start. I entered the clearing, clothed and holding the dead fox.
King Alpha’s howled so the other competitors would know a winner had been declared. The first few back couldn’t) hide their shock when they saw I had won. No one expected to find me, a tricolor wolf with a disgraced Lycan boyfriend, standing in the victor’s position.
I knew most of the competitors did not want me to succeed, so I was surprised when a few of them came over to congratulate me. They were gracious losers. All but one.
Donna came out of the wood, scanning the clearing for the winner. No one could miss the way her ugly expression twisted when she realized it was me. I did not like that look
I began looking for Justin. It took me no time to find him. Our eyes met, and he was on me in an instant.
He wrapped his arms around me and growled low in my ear “I think you’ve done enough celebrating. I’d like to take you back to our room where I might properly congratulate you.” I couldn’t argue with that.
Justin all but dragged me back to our room. The door closed behind us, and he pressed me firmly into it. I drew my nails down his back, letting Joy loose just a bit, so he could really feel it.
“What has gotten into you, little wolf?” he asked, making quick work of our clothes. He pressed his thigh between my legs, and pulled me against him.
“I liked the hunt!” I giggled, happier than I’d felt since the games began. My breath caught in my throat as Justin worried the nipple of one of my breasts between his sharp teeth.
“Of course you did, darling. You’re a werewolf.” He tangled his fingers in my hair and pressed his lips to mine.
“More.” I tried to get more friction against his leg as he reached down, pressing the heel of his palm against me. It wasn’t enough. He wanted me to beg.
“Please,” I whined. I reached for his hand and tried to coax his fingers inside. Instead, he rubbed one finger in a
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tight circle against the sensitive little button there.
It still wasn’t enough. But before I could make another plea there was a heavy knock on the other side of the door.
I reached down to stop Justin, but he grabbed both my hands in his huge palm, and forced them up above my head, against the door. What was he thinking?
“Tell them to go away,” he whispered and dropped to the floor. He pulled one of my legs over his shoulder and pressed one finger against me, just barely easing the tip inside.
“What?” I hissed as he dragged his tongue against my clit. Ibucked forward, involuntarily. He smiled up at me.
“I said,” He allowed his finger to delve further into me.. “Tell. Them. To. Go. Away.” He punctuated every word with a thrust, each more forceful than the last.
I knew we had to answer, but Justin gave me an order. I wanted to obey. And to be honest, I didn’t want him to stop now that he was giving me what I had just been begging for. 1
“I’m sorry!” I said, my voice cracking. “We’re busy right now, so please come back later.”
“Good girl,” Justin whispered. I glowed at the praise. Even better, he added a second finger, fucking me steadily.
There was another knock, and the voice added, “I’m here from the king.” This got my attention.
“He’ll have to wait!” Justin thundered, fucking me with his fingers even harder. I concentrated on the feeling, willing my orgasm to come. He wasn’t giving up until then.
“Hello? The person called. “The king was insistent that Helen be brought before him.” A few more thrusts of Justin’s fingers, and I was coming undone, trembling around him.
“Is he still there?” I whispered after I had a second to catch my breath.
“Helen” the voice called again. “You cannot keep the king waiting.” (2
“What does he want with me?” I asked through the door.
“He did not say, and I did not ask, but I will not be returning without you.”
“I don’t like this,” Justin whispered. “What could he possibly need from you?”
Justin’s uncertainty emboldened me. I didn’t want him worrying.
“I’m sure it’s nothing,” I reassured him. “If it was serious, he would have sent Randy.”
It was a good point. Whoever was here to collect me was someone neither of us knew. The business couldn’t be
urgent.
Justin pressed a kiss to my lips. “Be careful.” He stepped back to allow the door to open.
“Always am,” I said, and then I was on the other side of the door, alone with the king’s messenger.
Now that I could see him, I was surprised he was sent by the king. I recognized him as one of the competitors from Lone Wolf. Donna’s pack.4
“Hurry now,” he insisted. “The king is waiting with a question about today’s hunt.”
“Why didn’t he send someone from his pack?” I asked.
“I know better than to ask questions of King Alpha Juden. No matter what pack I belong to, he is in charge on this land. You might learn this yourself, Tiger Lily.”
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He said, “Tiger Lily” with such disdain that I was too embarrassed to push further. He wasn’t wrong. The desires of the Alpha were not for me to question.
We made our way into the woods. We traveled farther than had on the hunt earlier that day. I wondered when we’d reach the king.
Eventually, the messenger slowed to a stop. “This should do it,” he said, and then, almost too quick to register, he shifted into his wolf form.
I was confused. “Where’s King Juden?” I asked. In his wolf form, he couldn’t answer.
A branch snapped behind me, and I spun around to locate the cause. There were two more wolves just a few yards away, and they were running fast in our direction. I had managed to fall for another trap!
I did the only thing I could think of, and screamed for Justin. This time, I did not care if he took the lives of these werewolves. In fact, I hoped he killed them all.
I had been trying to hide the physical changes of my wolf form, but I knew my only chance at survival was to shift. It was a process I had recently grown much better at, and Joy was free in just a few seconds. [Run, Joy. As far and as fast as you can.]
The wolves who ambushed me must have known what happened when I’d been attacked earlier because upon hearing me call for Justin, they stopped chasing me. The one I had stupidly followed into the woods continued to give chase. He would be on me any second.
Suddenly, I was wracked with a pain so intense, I couldn’t even scream. It felt like one of my hind legs had been torn from my body. I fell to the ground, and only then did I see that I had been caught. My leg was still attached, but the wolf was working hard to change that.
An anguished howl finally escaped my wolfen throat. I couldn’t call for Justin by name, but I hoped he was close enough to hear me.
The wolf let go of my ruined leg and stood over me. His muzzle was soaked with my blood, and he gnashed his teeth angrily. I knew his next move would be for my throat, and then it would all be over for me.
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