Wolf's Kissed

Part 39

Fenrir's Pov. 

2 Years Later. 

"Let me out!" I almost scream at the top of my lungs as I smash my body against the wooden door that cracks from the weight and force I'm using at this moment. 

"Fenrir." The voice comes as a whisper again making me walk to the back of the room before running over and smashing my body against it one final time making it fly open as I smash into the ground. 

"Fenrir calm down." The king says as he walks over pulling a loud snarl from my lips as I look up at him. "No I am done here! It has been almost 3 years! Years I am going home, and if you ever and I swear ever try to lock me up again I will rip your throat out." I bite his way as I get up while my hard eyes meet his. 

"We've made a deal you will remain here until your people have returned, and good news for you they should be here today." He says with a smile making me growl before walking past him as I smash my shoulder against his. 

Everything started off good between me and King Ecbert but after they did not return that one spring I felt more trapped, and than last year when they again did not return it became worse and worse.  The longer it took the more trapped I felt and I just wanted to leave, I didn't care if i fucking had to row back to my wife and son's I just wanted to be away from here. 

And well because of that the rules got stricter, the door got locked at night and only opened    in the morning. Guards would follow me everywhere it was just hell, as if I was a fucking dog on a leash or a wolf in a cage. 

I just want to hold them in my arms again. 

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Walking into the hall that holds the feast I could not stop the wolfish grin that formemd on my face as I see Lagertha sitting there with her back facing me. 

"It is my pleasure to feed you and prove the bounty of our Earth." King Ecbert speaks as I continue to stalk over while putting my finger up making those who see me keep their mouths shut as I stand behind my wife, that I have missed so much. 

"What has happened to our people who chose to fight for Mercia?" Ragnar asks making the Princes speak.

" Unfortunately, the forces of my uncle and younger brother have prevailed. But if you, Ragnar Lothbrok, and you, Lagertha, would join with us I am sure of victory."

"What does she say?" Lagertha asks making me lean down and place a kiss on her neck only to be met with a punch in my stomach. "I have missed you too wife." I groan out as she shoots up and turns around before looking at me while I hold my stomach. 

God's she still looks as beautiful as ever, letting a smile grow on my face I grab her by the back of her neck before crashing my lips against hers as a low growl leaves my lips from the feeling of just her. Her skin, her lips, her smell just everything about her makes me wish to take her on this table at this moment. 

"It is good to see you again, uncle. It has been a long time." Bjorn speaks making me and Lagertha pull apart. "Indeed, it has been, I would have thought you all had forgotten about me." I simply say with a raised brow as Lagertha lays her hand on my cheek. "We could never forget about you." She says before placing another kiss on my lips. 

"They wish for you all to fight in a war that is not ours." I state as I take a seat on Lagertha's chair and pull her on my lap while I see the king looking at her. Making a low growl leave my lips. "We came here to farm not to wage war." Lagertha speaks and I see Athelstan translate it to the king.