Chapter 135: _Naive Little Thing

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Chapter 135: _Naive Little Thing Marcellus’ POV ***** (Warning: Disturbing Scene and Rape Ahead. Read at your own peril!) The maid shrank back with fear after Marcellus’ last words, her eyes darting around anxiously as she fell backward, staring up at him. Meanwhile, he stared back at her with a cold smirk, tilting his head as he slowly brought his right hand to her chest, touching her breasts. By the gods, were they a package! "B– Beta Marcellus?" The maid called out wearily, shifting away from him and quickly getting on her feet. Her face was redder than a tomato as she shook her head. "W– What are you doing? I– I just confessed to you and—" "And what? You think I’ll turn you in to the Alpha King and then arrest Madame Greyheart or something?" Marcellus asked with a whisper before he chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh, you naive little thing." He watched as her legs buckled with terror, her body trembling as her eyes searched around for a way to escape. Marcellus licked his lips, feeling a high bubbling in his system when he saw the pure terror coursing through her being. It gave him a rush that pushed his desires to the brink. He’s been unsatisfied and horny since that human girl in the burnt town bit him on his dick. This werewolf maid, attempting to commit a heinous act, was like an offering from above, meant to appease him. Suddenly, the girl turned around, attempting to flee, but Marcellus used his supernatural speed to get in front of her in the blink of an eye, his smirk widening as he scrutinized her. "Aw, don’t run. We were just about to have fun." Marcellus remarked, taking a few steps forward. They were in a part of the compound that was quiet and devoid of guards patrolling. There were some shrubs and trees surrounding the perimeter, perfect for hiding a body or two. "P– Please, sir. I– I didn’t mean any harm. Don’t do this—" before the maid could finish talking, Marcellus rushed to her and used his right hand to hold her waist before using his left hand to cover her mouth. She gasped, but no sound came out as she struggled underneath his hold. But it was no use as he slowly brought his mouth to her neck, using his breath to graze her skin. "Tell me... How much did Madame Greyheart offer you to kill the Alpha King’s wife?" Marcellus asked her with a seductive voice laced with magic, his eyes going to her breasts, which peaked slightly from her dress. She tried resisting his magic when he let go of her mouth, just like any other werewolf, but it was no use at the end of the day. He was already slipping into her mind, using her fear as a medium. "S– She gave me twenty-five hundred dollars." The maid said with a weak voice that sounded emotionless as her will fell under Marcellus’ control. "Then she promised an extra payment of twenty-five hundred if the job was completed." Well, well, well... Five thousand dollars, eh? Marcellus scoffed, shaking his head as he stared at the maid with a little pity. He knew damn well that a job as risky as killing the Alpha King’s wife would require a much higher fee if a professional assassin was being utilized. "Oh, darling, you’ve been cheated." He remarked, shaking his head as he felt his dick hardening at the same time. "That job is worth way more. But fret not... Madame Greyheart will receive her judgment soon enough." He felt the maid’s defenses relax completely in that moment, causing him to smirk as he slowly slid his left hand into her dress, touching her breasts. He didn’t stop there as he walked backward until he got to a shrub and lowered her body there. At this point, the poor girl was completely at his mercy, with only an occasional flash of resistance lingering in her eyes. But Marcellus ignored that as he slid his hand further down until he slowly zipped down her dress. Her body shook in response, but she didn’t do or say anything, her eyes wide open instead as he furthered his desires. When he successfully took off her dress, leaving only her bra and underwear to his view, Marcellus subconsciously licked his lips. It’s been so long since he had sex, he might as well start calling himself a virgin. Part of the ritual that made him a hybrid also held back his inner wolf, making it nigh impossible for him to ever find a mate. But also, it lessened his desires, unless he began absorbing life force to make the ritual’s power remain active. Apparently, taking the life force of over two hundred humans at once heightened his desires like a drug. "Don’t worry, love. I’ll make it worth your while." Marcellus whispered into the maid’s ears, biting his bottom lip as he unbuckled his belt. After successfully doing that, he grinned from ear to ear as he parted her underwear, revealing her pussy to his view. With his dick close to her entrance, he licked the fingers of his right hand before slowly shoving his index finger into her. Even though she was under his spell, she still let out a soft moan, arching her back as he peered into her bright blue eyes. "It’s been so long since daddy Marcellus felt the warmth of a warm pussy." He groaned with a playful tone as he traced kisses on her collarbone. Did he have admirers from all over the continent? Yes. Was he popular among the ladies and even some men? Definitely. But he’s been so focused on his mission in this pack that he set aside his desires. He craved physical intimacy and was willing to go to any lengths to gain it. He couldn’t care less about whatever pain the maid was feeling anyway. He’s already marked her for death. Anyway, he slowly used his right hand to guide his rock hard dick to her entrance before plunging into her, causing her to jolt as her body tried getting used to his girth. "Good girl..."

Chapter 135: _Naive Little Thing

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