The Lycan King's Rebel

2.6

-HER-

I only got a glimpse of that man for a few seconds. Maybe it was a figment of my imagination or maybe it was just another eunuch but he wasn't wearing the eunuchs' dress then who was he? I looked at the other women around me.

They didn't seem to have noticed him at all. They were all busy chatting away instead but I, I was still fuming. Whatever Noora and Lyra told me didn't make any sense to me. If they thought that I was going to buy that then they were completely wrong.

First, we met the other important women of the harem. They were all happy to see me before Lyra took me to my new room. It was slightly bigger than what the other women had in the harem and it was beautiful. It was completely opposite to my wing in Zaeris. My wing is Zaeris could be easily mistaken to be a man's wing but here, there was no sign of any masculinity in the design and the decorations.

I found Pax in my room too. He had been given a bath and groomed as well. He was wearing a bow on his head and an irked look on his face. Even though I was fuming, looking at him made me throw my head back and bust out laughing.

The other women laughed as well. Some tried to play with Pax but he sat on my bed, looking as grumpy as ever.

"I still don't believe all of this," I told Lyra after all the women were gone from my room and it was only Lyra, Pax, and I.

"Believe what?" She asked me, cocking an eyebrow.

"About what you told me about the harem," I replied and she sighed.

"What don't you believe about it?" She asked me.

"That Ezekiel has a harem and he still doesn't use it,"

"He doesn't"

"Then why the harem?" I pressed.

"Because the Lycans usually don't have Inanna bless them with a mate. In fact, I think Ezekiel is the first Lycan who had been blessed with a mate in a while. Besides, the Lycans have to keep their lineage going, and to do that, they need women.

They just couldn't snatch any woman and impregnate them. That's not biologically possible too. Here, the woman chooses the Lycan whose children she wants to carry. The women here chose their mates and for that, the Lycans had forever had a harem.

The harem also makes sure that only competent genes are passed to the next generation. If a man is not famous among the women here then no matter how powerful his position, he would be replaced with someone more competent, someone whom the women find more pleasing and worth passing their genes to the next generation,"

Her explanation of the process impressed me a bit but I was still pissed because this rule didn't apply to one Lycan.

"But the King could choose whoever he wants and how many he wants," I commented.

"Until and unless he has been blessed by a mate for whom he's going mad," Lyra commuted. I groaned and sunk deeper into the bed. For a while, none of us said anything. Lyra decided to leave me alone for an hour to rest before she would come and take me for my welcome ceremony.

I didn't want to go there already but before I could plan my escape, I fell asleep. After a while, I was being awoken by Lyra who took me to the ceremony. Most of the harem women were present there and a lot of preparations had been done for me. A lot of food, of different varieties, had been cooked for me and everyone brought gifts for me and for Pax.

There was also entertainment for us. To some extent, it made me relax and forget about the turmoil that I had been going through. Pax and I were starting to genuinely enjoy the ceremony.

While the ceremony was going on, I saw that man again. He was seated behind the women, watching the whole show. He was the only man there and it was kind of odd to see him there. He stood out the most from the crowd yet no one seemed to notice him. I stared at the man for a while before he looked at me.

For a moment, he looked familiar. I had seen him before but where? I couldn't remember or maybe, he had one of those faces that always seemed to be familiar even though you haven't seen it before.

I studied the man for a while before I asked Noora about him. She looked deeply bewildered when I told him about the man. Her eyes looked in his direction but she still wasn't able to see him.

I found it extremely odd.

"No man is allowed in the harem," Noora told me, "Especially in this part of the harem. Not even the king has the permission to come here,"

Then who was that man?

I decided to sneak out of the ceremony and follow him. He seemed to know that I was following him because I felt like he was leading me somewhere.

"Hey!" I yelled after him as he led me down an empty corridor. He stopped for a moment and glanced at me above his shoulder before he continued to walk. I had to jog in order to keep up with him.

I kept following him through the myriad of corridors that seemed to look all the same. After a while, he disappeared, leaving me in a strange place. I was lost at this point and didn't know what way to go.

The place I was in seemed kind of familiar. After looking around for a bit, I realized that it was the wing of a man. The design and decorations were completely opposite to that of the insides of the harem.

I found a huge painting on a wall and was busy staring at it when I felt the heat of intense eyes burning on me. My wolf stirred inside me. My heart started beating fast before I turned around and saw him.

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