The Lycan King novel Chapter 2

"What's your name?" I tried asking softly, yet it felt grating to my ears.

"I have no name, Master called me pet." She said softly. She had the softest, most melodic voice I had ever heard.

What the fuck? Pet? Seriously?

"What was your name before you were brought here?" I said, barely controlling my anger. I didn't want to scare her. When she didn't reply, a growl tore through my mouth. She trembled at that. Fuck! I better control my temper.

"Avalyn." She whispered so softly that I would have lost it, if it hadn't been for my wolf.

I trail my hand through her thick black hair, in an attempt to console her but she did not move an inch. I wanted a reaction out of her, wanting to know if I affected her in the same way she did to me.

I leaned ahead, past her lips to her ear and whispered, "Don't be scared of me, Avalyn." Goddess, my voice was thick. All because of this little kroshka in front of me.

My hand was cupping her other cheek. She shivered at that and I grinned. Finally some normal movement!

"Look at me." I said softly. Her head was still bowed down and her eyes trained to the ground. I saw her lips part at my demand and the chest heaved. She needed a clear structure of authority, I could tell. It was something I just knew instinctively. She needed a command. So she would get one.

"I said look at me." I demanded in a Master voice and her eyes snapped to mine.

I stopped breathing for a second, they were the most beautiful chocolate brown coloured eyes. I never wanted to look away from them, I wanted her attention, her eyes on me and only me!

"I will take you away, you will be free, Ava." I said, my thumb caressing her cheek. She sighed and leaned into my palm like a kitten. She was fucking perfect.

I was going to be her saviour and she was going to be mine!

You will be free from this kind of life but never from me, you are mine!

I bent and captured her full lips, she hesitated before kissing back. I kept the kiss soft and gentle, not forcing her, yet showing her who was in power, who owned her, not only body but her heart, mind and soul.

"Do you feel it too?" I asked, tearing my mouth from hers. She had to feel the spark, the connection I felt with her.

She gave me a small, almost imperceptible nod.

It may not be mate pull but I didn't give a shit. It was something I was not willing to let go. This angel kneeling between my legs was perfect and she was mine now.

"I want her back, Volkov." I heard someone snap, breaking our moment.

Who the fuck was ordering me? How fucking dare he call me by my name?

I shifted Ava to the side and stood up. Of course, it had to be Emilio González, the Alpha of the Montaña Pack.

"She is mine." I growled out, making my blood hum louder.

"You haven't bought her yet and she was mine from the start." He shouted but I heard the slight tremble in his voice. His blood wasn't as strong as mine. I was a full blooded Alpha and he was a Beta by blood.

"I bought her. You shouldn't have sent her here if you didn't want to sell her." I growled out. I couldn't stand this fucking asshole. I knew he wanted her back just because I had bought her, it was always a competition with him.

"Come here, pet!" He ordered my Ava. How fucking dare he! She was trembling again, confused about what to do.

"She is mine now, González. Tread carefully." I said, standing in front of her, covering her naked form and making sure she didn't follow the piece of shit's order over mine.

The emcee came rushing towards us, having bloodshed here would mean bad for the business. New York was a common ground for all the Packs but that did not mean I would let this go.