Lycan Soulmates #2: LYCAN DYSTOPIA: LLYRIAN [18+]

Chapter 4

"She's dessert."

Imber answers his brother, Orphis.

Meanwhile, I'm staring at the city below, completely spellbound by the darkness of this place.

As I'm focusing on the street, Imber's hot Lycan tongue licks the side of my face – it's not discomforting, but it gives me such a jolt of electricity in my blood, that I stumble forward and spin, slipping on the crumbling edge, now reaching for Imber dramatically as I'm falling backward fast. The only thing that saves my life is the shackles around my wrists, and the chain in Imber's claws.

Imber tugs me back up before he tosses me back into the penthouse, toward safety. I land awkwardly on my butt, sliding across the tiles, looking back at the Lycan who just saved my life.

"You'll fall to your death, Helena!" Imber is furious, snarling with all his teeth, his guttural growl turns fully demonic, and I crawl back further into the penthouse, which has inner walls toward the middle. Orphis also scowls, and his teeth are full of flesh he hasn't cleaned out yet from his last meal.

Scared by both of their anger combined, I get up and I run into the shadows, to catch a break.

I need to collect myself.

However, I'm not alone.

I stumble into a corridor, and the first door leads to a den... no... a bedroom. I peep inside.

Small fires burn in a couple of lanterns, lighting up a rather romantic scene.

There's a four-poster bed, with red silk sheets – and about four naked women all tangled up, making love to each other... I can't really tell what they're doing by the way their legs are twisting everywhere. All I can hear is moaning, and hiccups of pleasure.

I'm just watching by the entrance, unsure what to make of the orgy, until I see the females are not alone. There's Lycans watching in the room, but they blend so well into the darkened colours that I never noticed them at first.

Although they have noticed me, clearly displeasured by the curious intruder. The giant Lycans start to look intent on punishing me, so I disappear.

I jump back away from the room, away from the Lycans and their sex show.

I run down the dark hall and I count all the doors.

Eight doors, leading to eight bedrooms.

At the end is an open lounge, with actual windows, a fire place crackling and burning, with fluffy red furniture and other modern appliances. An iron piece of art on the wall says SWEETHEARTS DEN.

One girl is in this area, by the fridge, eating something with the fridge door open, her face buried in the cool air as she grabs a snack.

I wait awkwardly in the middle of the hot lounge, staring at her back... at least she isn't naked. She wears a pink translucent gown, with her straight long black hair, tied up in a pony tail.

I rattle my chain a bit, and she finally pauses, noticing the sound, she turns around with a cupcake in her hand, half of it already in her full mouth. She chews as she raises a brow at me.

"Hi," I squeak out and attempt to wave with one hand, but the shackles prevent me from being polite, "...is that a cream cake?"

Thump, thump, thump. The whole floor vibrates, and the tea cups on the coffee table rattle.

"Bitch – did I say you could wander?"

I hear Imber's disappointed snarl echo down the hall toward me, I hear his claws scratching the tiles as he moves fast with large strides.