Big Bad Wolf Chapter 80: The Other Lycan Royalty

Lucas was lying on his tiny bed in his room outside the training ground within the casa, which was outside the training ground. In the first two nights since becoming Gillen's warriors, he had to share a room with Alex, but after that, he was eventually given his own room to sleep in.

Outside, he could hear the other fighters training through the barred glass that he kept his gaze fixed on.

The sun had already risen, and the weather had turned hot and humid. He sat on his bed, trying to recollect what had happened the night before, but everything was a blur. Harper was the only thing he could remember. He'd fantasized about her in his dream.

When he felt a tightness between his legs, he shook off the dream and sat up carefully and stretched before putting on his leather trousers and walking up to his wooden door and opening it.

It was going to be another long day of grueling training in the sweltering heat. Almost every fighter was already sparring in the blistering heat, but the way he was feeling, he couldn't stand the thought of fighting under the sun for the next few hours. And after 2 hours of sparring with Rocco, one of Gillen's best known champions, Lucas collapsed to the ground and spit blood before rising to his feet again. Since he arrived at the training grounds, he had sparred with everyone except Alex.

"Come on, rookie, your girlfriend over there could put up a better fight!" said Rocco, chuckling, as he pointed to Alex, who was battling a much larger, more muscular, and taller champion, Makani, who was the polar opposite of Rocco with his jet black hair, stubbles running down his jawline, and chin.

Lucas looked at Rocco's long blond hair, which was braided into thick dreadlocks that he had been attempting to get a hold of to use against him, but the champion was too fast for him. And within the past hour, he’d managed to grab nothing but air. It occurred to him that training was necessary in order to survive his first fight.

"Fighters!" Gillen came onto the training grounds, trailed by three guards. All of the fighters came to a halt in their training and formed a line facing the shed where he was standing. Clay and Libby were with him.

As his gaze met Libby's, Lucas's breath caught in his throat for some reason. Libby flashed a little grin and a wave of her hand.

"You and your warrior are getting rather comfortable," Clay observed with a wide smile. Libby jokingly swatted him and returned her gaze to the fighters.

"My champions, it gives me great pleasure to announce your next fights to you. In order to demonstrate their worth as champions of my casa and as a special treat, Alexander and Lucas would be fighting against our own champions."

A rousing applause erupted from the seasoned fighters. Libby took note of how uneasy Alex and Lucas seemed to be as the announcement was made.

"...Rocco will go toe-to-toe with Lucas.  Alexander will go up against Makani. Francine will square off against Bartok, a champion from a different house. People would pay twice as much to watch our own warriors fight each other in the arena. Therefore, I expect you all not to disappoint. 

The experienced fighters resoundingly replied, "Yes, Master Gillen." On the other hand, Alex and Lucas were motionless on the ground.

Makani and Rocco, as well as Mikael, who is currently in the dungeon for disobedience, I know you all share the same enthusiasm for crushing your opponents to a bloody pulp." However, because you will be fighting against Alexander and Lucas, who are both fighters in the same house as you, I expect you both to do the opposite in your upcoming bout. "You can try to defeat them, but don't kill them."

Rocco and Makani laughed as they both cast sidelong glances at Alex and Lucas.

In between a mischievous grin and a direct gaze at Francine's direction, Gillen explained, "As for the rest of you who will be fighting fighters from other houses, I'd rather you leave your opponents incapable of fighting in the arena ever again."

Rocco and Makani made a howling sound, which the other fighters imitated.

Gillen lifted his hands to silence them then shouted, "Continue!" He then looked at Alex and Lucas and signaled for Clay to let the two approach the shed. The young servant nodded and motioned for the two new fighters to come over to them.

"Gentlemen." Gillen smiled as Alex and Lucas walked inside the shed and joined him there. "You will unleash your beasts for the first time since you came into my house, and I know I've already given my warning, but just in case you're tempted to even consider plotting your escape now that you will be permitted to, let me just say this as early as now to abandon such a pitiful endeavor. These fighters…" he said, gesturing to his champions, who were already pumped up to train for the upcoming fights, "...will rip your flesh off your bones if you even attempt to flee, and I will not hesitate to toss Harper to them as a gift for their devotion."

He immediately noticed Alex's jaw clenching. He smiled. "I think I've made it quite apparent that all you have to focus on is fighting and winning."

Alex opened his mouth to say something but one of the guards whispered something to Gillen.

"Oh! She's arrived!" Gillen's gaze quickly shifted to Lucas. "Clay, tell her to wait for me in the receiving room."

"Will do, Master Gillen." Clay walked away quickly.

"And Libby, could you quickly make Lucas a little more presentable?"

"Certainly, Master Gillen."

"Then take him to the receiving room," Gillen instructed before leaving.

With that, Lucas turned to face Libby, who suddenly appeared distant and unconcerned. Their gazes briefly locked, and she seemed startled.

*Just think of her, Lucas. It'll make it easier for me to take care of you.*

Libby suddenly froze

"Why does he want me in the receiving room?" Lucas asked.

"*Oh, Lucas, don't stop*! *Please!* *Fuck, I'm so close*! *I'm gonna cum!*" *Libby moaned, her walls squeezing around his three fingers harder.*

"Are you okay, Libby?" Alex asked.

"Libby?"

 *She gagged and gurgled and almost choked on his cock, but soon she quickly learned to swallow to keep pace with the thick liquid being shot into the back of her mouth.* "*Ah! I’m going to cum hard down your  throat, Harper.*"

"Libby!"

*Harper.*

Libby's breath caught in her throat. She looked away and swallowed an imagined knot in her throat. "Let's go, Lucas," she replied softly, not looking up at him.

They made their way to his room in silence.

"You go wash yourself.  I'll wait outside," Libby murmured, her gaze falling to the ground.

"Is there something wrong, Libby?" Lucas asked after a brief glance at her.

"No. Go on now," she said curtly, exiting the room and closing the door behind her.

Then, after a few minutes, when she realized that Lucas had finished his bath, she strolled back into the room and quickly started lathering some scented oil all over the fighter's body.

"Do I really need to look like I've been drenched in oil?" Lucas joked.

Libby hid a smile and nodded. "Scented oil. Let's go," she said as soon as Lucas’ skin shone.

They exited the room without saying anything until they entered the receiving area, where Gillen sat in one of the blue velvet settees. Kara was sitting next to the house master, already grinning from ear to ear as she watched Lucas walk around the room.

Lucas scanned the room, observing. Part of his thoughts was continually on the lookout for any possible chance to help them in escaping. To get to that point, though, he had to deal with Gillen and other people like Kara. He and Alex were outraged when they learned of the other things Gillen's house was known for. And he'd heard Gillen's seasoned fighters talk about how much they enjoyed seeing women crawl beneath them, screaming their names and clinging to them for more. Velaris was nothing more than a place to satisfy the desires of men and women.

After looking around, his eyes settled on a sofa in one corner of the room.

"I have to say, he looks even more gorgeous than the last time I saw him," Kara said, biting into the apple in her hand.

"I'm sure Liv would agree," Gillen said, taking a drink of the red wine in his glass.

"Well, too bad she's not here." A smile spread across Kara's face when she rose up. She swallowed hard before moving sweetly towards Lucas, without any effort to conceil her desires. "Don't worry, Liv wouldn't mind if I sampled her chosen champion."

Her gaze moved across Luca's bared body. Her hand soon began to caress the Lycan's warm flesh and she suddenly found herself drawn in and desiring his touch out of an overwhelming need. Yet, she drew her hand back. When she looked down, she noticed a noticeable bulge pressing up against Lucas' trousers. Now she remembered there was one thing she needed to make certain of before bargaining with Gillen. Slowly, she began to run a fingertip along his length, making him jump slightly in response.

Lucas blocked her hand from touching him again, but she quickly smacked his hand away.

When Gillen saw what he had done, he threatened, "Show another act of defiance, Lucas, and your friends will suffer."

"You heard your master." Kara grinned and pressed her fingers against his chest. "I'll let you in on a little secret..." she said in hushed tones. "I've often wondered what it would be like to be pounded by two lycans of royal blood."

Lucas' brows furrowed and his breath hitched.

Kara smiled. She leaned onto his chest, her other hand moving up the inside of his thigh to his bulge, lightly grasping him through his leather pants. He uttered a low sigh. She slipped her fingers up to his zipper, painstakingly pushing the tab down until it was all the way down. With her eyes fixed on him, she slid her slender fingers into the opening. Then she began stroking him.

"Hmmm…thick and long…"

Lucas chewed the inside of his bottom lip, staring down at what Kara's hand was doing. His low moan vibrated in his chest. 

"Just the way I like it," Kara said. She carefully drew him out through his fly, exposing him, and then began stroking him, her hand running up and down his big, thick cock. Then she eased her hand back down into his trousers, cupping his balls, before moving her hand up, all the way to his head, in long, slow, deliberate motions.

Gillen coughed and cleared his throat.  "Keep in mind, my dear Kara, you can't-"

"Don't worry, I won't make him cum." Kara smiled. "Do you like the way my hand feels around your cock, Lucas?"

"Mmmph," was all Lucas managed to reply.

"And does he feel wonderful in your hands, my dear Kara?" Gillen asked from the back. "Is his cock superior to Alexander's? Do you intend to have him instead?"

"I have no doubt that both men could ride me hard and quick," Kara laughed. She drew her hand back, took a step back. "They're both royalty, after all." She looked at Lucas with a smile on her face. "Aren't you, Lucas?"

"What do you mean?" Gillen asked, his eyes widening with interest.

"There's a rumor that this nobody is, in fact, *royalty*." "Did you know anything about him being royalty?"

With his mind battling between having his most guarded secret being exposed and his throbbing cock, Lucas stayed silent.

"I...I haven't...Well…but how did you…" Gillen stammered, perplexed and astonished by Kara's startling revelation.

"It doesn't matter how I acquired the information." Kara smiled. "I just want to be certain that I'll be purchasing the best Lycan royalty."

"*Purchase*? Do you mean you wish to－"

"Yes, Gillen, I'd like to have my own Lycan royalty."