Found By The Lycan King

XANDER'S POV

I couldn't believe what I had heard. I didn't want to believe Daciana when she was hinting at it. Adriana had gone back to see Aiden. I couldn't understand why she would do something like that, especially after everything that had happened. After I had warned her sternly. But Donovan telling me that he caught her with Aiden was where I drew the line. I didn't want to believe him, because Aiden had been tortured before then, but her silence said a lot.

I was filled with rage, and I couldn't control my anger. I paced back and forth in my chambers, trying to make sense of it all. I knew that I had to do something about it, and I knew that I would have to kill Aiden to stop all this.

I knew that killing Aiden and not keeping my word about living him alive wouldn't be an easy task. But I also knew that I couldn't let him live, not after what he had done and what he would cause me in the future. He was taking my mate away from me, and I couldn't let him get away with it.

I thought about Adriana, and I couldn't understand why she would betray me like this. We were meant to be together, and I didn’t understand why she would choose Aiden over me.

I had to be strong and make the difficult decision to protect my pack, my mate and myself. But as much as I wanted to kill Aiden, I had to make sure I was doing the right thing. But...But Donavan would never lie to me, I thought. Perhaps I would ask him one more time and only then, I will make my decision accordingly. Donavan hated her so much and wanted her out of the way but he would never speak false of anyone. That's why I was utterly confused after Adriana told me he was lying against her. I didn't know who to believe.

I was determined to find out the truth and to take action to protect my pack, my mate, and myself. Nothing and no one would stand in my way.

As I sat in my chambers, I couldn't help but think that maybe Donovan was right after all. Maybe Adriana was, and maybe she wasn't fit to be my Luna. The thought of it hurt me deeply, but I couldn't ignore the possibility.

I thought back to the way she had looked at me in the dungeon, the fear and betrayal in her eyes. The more I thought about what had happened in the past couple of days, the more guilty I felt. That's when I realized that I had locked her up for the second day with no food or water as a punishment for going against my orders, but it was meant to teach her a lesson. Not to hurt her, to make her understand the seriousness of her actions.

At times I had to take giant leaps, considering my position as the Alpha of the pack, I had to make difficult decisions to protect everyone. Her feisty notions needed to be shaved off her head.

I felt a pang of fear in my chest, the fear of losing her. I knew that I had to be strong and face whatever was to come. I had to make sure that Adriana was safe and protected and to make sure that she was my Luna notwithstanding the threats and the bleak prospect.

I had been drinking away my anger ever since then, but it wasn't working. The whisky had no effect, like I was drinking water. I was trying to numb the pain and guilt that was gnawing at my gut. The alcohol flowed down my throat, but it did little to ease my troubled thoughts. I paced back and forth in my chambers, my mind racing with thoughts of Adriana and what she had done.

I felt as if my whole world was crumbling around me, and I didn’t know what to do. As the night passed, I could see the bags under my eyes growing darker, and my face looked haggard. My clothes were wrinkled and unkempt, and I looked out of place.

Just as I was about to grab another bottle of drink, my sister Daciana barged into my chambers. She had an angry look on her face, and I knew immediately what would follow soon after.

"Xander, what have you done?" she asked, her voice filled with anger. "What have you done to Adriana?"

I flared up, my anger rising to the surface. "Don't talk about her!" I spat, "She's none of your concern!"

Daciana's expression changed from worry to anger as she stepped forward and took the drink from my hand. "Xander, stop punishing yourself," she scolded, grabbing the bottle of whisky before putting it back on the cabinet. "You need to do something about Adriana before it's too late. She's locked up with no food or water, and you're here getting drunk. I promise you if anything happens to her, I won't forgive you."

I felt a pang of guilt in my chest as she spoke. I knew that I had done something terrible, and I couldn't ignore it. I had to make it right.

"How is she?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"You mean you haven't sent someone to look after her," Daciana said, her voice filled with anger. Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. What if something had happened to her. I couldn't keep punishing Adriana, and I had to make things right. But she was always the reason we kicked up shindigs like this. Only if she listened to me.

After Daciana scolded me and took the drink away from me, she stormed off with a look of anger on her face. I hoped nothing had happened to her, perhaps I had acted impulsively at that moment. As I stood there, lost in my thoughts, the door to my chambers burst open and Donovan stormed in.

Donovan was dressed in all black, from his shirt to his pants. He had on a black leather jacket that hung off his shoulders, revealing the white undershirt he had on. His pants were tight-fitting and made of a sleek material, accentuating his long legs. He had on a pair of black boots that reached just above his ankles, with silver buckles on the side. His hair was slicked back and he had a small smirk on his face, as if he was enjoying my misery.

"Well, well, well," he sneered, "Looks like the mighty Alpha is finally feeling the consequences of his actions. How does it feel to have your mate betray you?"

I clenched my fists, my anger rising to the surface. "Don't you dare speak of her,” I growled.

"And what will you do if I speak of her. Come on, Xander. Isn't it clear, isn't it clear that she is not the one meant for you. I tried to warn you all this while, but you refused to listen. You refused to hear me out until I found a total stranger sticking his cock inside her."

"Liar!" I roared.

"Well, maybe he didn't fuck her, yeah? But this is so pathetic. You no longer know your worth. A prisoner fucking your own mate, how does that sound?" He let out a peal of laughter. "Come on Xander, you can do better. Can't believe you will ever fight over another woman with a degenerate like Aiden."

Donovan laughed, "Oh please," he said, "You really think she's going to stay with you after what you've done? You should just throw her out and find a new mate. One who actually respects you, one that will be fit to rule the Pack."

I couldn't take it anymore, my anger boiled over and I lunged at Donovan, ready to tear him apart. But he was quick and dodged my attack. He laughed again, "You're weak, Xander. You can't even control your own mate. What kind of Alpha are you?"

I was beyond furious, my mind was clouded with anger and I couldn't think straight. "Get out," I roared, "Get out of my sight before I kill you and one more thing, pray I don't find out you were lying to me. Or be prepared to be doomed"

Donovan just laughed and walked out of the room, leaving me there seething with anger. I knew that he was just trying to provoke me, but it was working. I was trying so hard not to concede to the thought that he was right, that Adriana would never stay with me after what I had done.

I had to do something, but I didn't know what. I couldn't throw her out, she was my mate, but at the same time, I couldn't just ignore what she had done.

After Donovan left, I was boiling. I knew that I needed to do something to cool off, and I knew that there was only one thing that could do that. I summoned my harem, and within minutes, the women arrived in my chambers, ready to satisfy me.

The harem of women were all dressed in nothing but lingerie, leaving little to the imagination. They were all different sizes and shapes, but each one of them was beautiful in their own way. Some had long, flowing hair that cascaded down their shoulders, while others had short, curly hair that framed their faces. Their bodies were toned and sleek, and they moved with a sensual grace. Some of the women had tattoos that covered their bodies, while others had piercings that added to their allure. They all had perfect skin, and their eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. They were all there to satisfy me, but the vacancy was palpable, like something was missing.

As I looked at them, I was filled with a sense of emptiness. They were all beautiful, but they were not Adriana. I didn't even look at them, I couldn't even remember their faces. I just wanted to forget everything that had happened, to forget Adriana and my anger. I knew that no matter how much I tried to escape my problems, they would still be there waiting for me when I was done. I had to face them.

As I lay there surrounded by the harem of women, I was overcome by guilt. I knew that I had hurt Adriana, and that thought made my chest tight with remorse. The mate bond between us was still there, and I could sense her pain and hurt as if it was my own. I had to make things right, but the thought of facing her and seeing the hurt in her eyes made me feel uneasy.

The first lady came forward, her name was Lia or Lisa, or something of the sort. She was in very revealing lingerie. The lingerie was a deep red color, made of a sheer and delicate lace material. It was a two-piece set, consisting of a barely-there thong and a matching bra. The bra had thin straps that wrapped around the neck, leaving the majority of the back exposed. It had delicate cups that barely covered the nipples, held up by thin straps that criss crossed in the back. The thong was just as scanty, with a thin strip of fabric that barely covered the hips and a thong back. The lace material was delicate and sheer, leaving little to the imagination.

She sank to her knees before she began to work on my pants. She slowly ran the zipper down and pulled down my pants before she pulled off my underwear, my cock jutting free instantly.

I sat back and threw my head back as her tongue teased and tickled the tip of my cock. A groan forming on my throat.

"Am I doing it right?" She asked. "Shut up and suck it!"