Constantine
They were lustful creatures. Always needed intimacy, like breathing, after a taste of it. Especially during heat and mating seasons. It was imprinted in their DNA to procreate. To worship their lovers through intimate touches. To make them feel well-loved.
He had been insatiable with Mia, making up for the centuries he was celibate. He was glad it was her and that he waited.
But those impulses should only be with their mates. One of the absolute laws he had passed down since he governed. There were no exceptions. Or the consequences would be dire.
Had been forewarned by their creator. They mate for life and their beasts would tolerate no other.
Though he recollected a time when temptation were everywhere and sometimes it was too much. So difficult to adhere to his vows of purity. More than anyone, he understood the pain of loneliness. He had lived it. Begged for a mate everyday until the Moon Goddess deemed him worthy and gifted him the other half of his soul.
Before then, not once had he sought comfort from other women.
His beasts were a part of him, too. He respected them. And would be devastated if he lost either one.
Preferable that during his self-estrangement, his Lycan dominated him because of being mateless, than turning into a mere mortal. Useless to his people.
That was the outcome for having sex outside the bond. Aside from weakening one's wolf, the pain they had to endure would scar them until they retreated and left their humans.
It had happened with his first warriors before. And he lost them one by one.
He immediately put a sanction to such practice until it became an absolute law. Became part of his people's training. Especially to the leaders.
The punishment for Alpha West's crime should have been death.
But Octavius was right. His Queen would never forgive him if he let the Alpha die.
'Fenrisúlfr?
'The answer is no! I will not! What he did to his beasts were unforgivable. His lycan might never emerge again.
Fuck! How to convince his direwolf to save the alpha and see reason?
'West will die and our queen will be upset. That cannot happen in her delicate condition.
'Wolfie will be sad?
'Yes. They see Alpha West as family. I hate to point this out but we are his family as well, Fenrisúlfr.
'But he broke the law!
'He did. However, our mate will be devastated if he dies. And what of his pack?
Fenrir paced in his mind. While his Lycan remained dormant, more interested in killing than thinking, uncaring of the drama at the moment. He was just happy they were already mated.
Finally, his dire wolf sighed in resignation.
We don't want that. Okay. I will call forth his wolf. He will listen to his king.
Constantine closed his eyes and gave his rational beast full control, knew the conservation with an upset subject would not be easy.
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"He is a disgrace, my liege. He has no honor. I'd rather rot than witness him mount another female again!""Your human will repent. I vow this. You have my word. Just come out enough for him to heal."
"Just this once. The next time I save him will be for the sake of our mate. But right now because of that idiot, I am too weak."

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Hombres LoboThe High King Constantine Demonicus, The First Lycan. Moon Goddess Selene's most perfect creation. Forced to leave his kingdom because his human could no longer rule, he roamed the alps for a century, mateless and alone. Until his race was at the e...