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Lesson

"Tell me your orders, my lord?"

Samuel, one of Curtis' trusted beta warewolves, asked for orders from his leader.

Her loyalty was still the same as before. Although Curtis had disappeared two years ago, she never doubted that he would return.

Curtis' jaw hardened as he recalled what made him a slave in the gladiatorial arena. The look of hatred mixed with vengeance was not hidden. His body emitted killing waves due to the anger he was experiencing.

"Samuel, Steven. Investigate the Northern magic tower. They are currently trying to create a tool to suppress our power," Curtis ordered his two beta werewolves.

The two beta wolves gasped. It turned out that the problem was much bigger. If there was any indication that the witches had intentions of destroying the werewolves, then there would be a war that hadn't happened since a hundred years ago.

"I suspect that the witches are being driven by someone. So find out who is behind the witches' actions," Curtis said.

"We will immediately carry out my master's orders," Samuel and Steven replied. They moved quickly to disappear from the sight of Curtis who was standing tall on the rocks on the beach. Leaving their friend who was still kneeling waiting for Curtis' order.

All three of them looked down without moving an inch. No one dared to stand up because none of the betas dared to defy the alpha.

The silence, engulfed by the sea breeze, blew the werewolves' hair.

"One of you, report to the emperor the orders I gave Samuel and Steven. Then investigate the man named Killian Sinclair."

"Yes, my lord." Just like Samuel and Steven, the three betas also disappeared from Curtis' sight. They did not teleport but moved so fast that it was like teleporting.

Now the only thing that bothered Curtis was the man who was Swana's fiancé. He hoped that the man wasn't a good man so that Swana wouldn't cry if she lost Killian. Because Curtis' intention to get rid of Killain was non-negotiable.

...

The next day came as if nothing had happened. Swana even doubted if what she did yesterday was true. She still couldn't believe that buying a slave just to practice something embarrassing.

'Ethan, my handsome slave,' Swana said in her mind.

She began to wonder if he was sleeping well. More than that, what she was really thinking about was something perverted. Swana wanted to feel such a strong hand touching her soft skin. What the man's bloodshot eyes look like when he's excited.

"You awake my lady?" greeted Nancy. She walked lightly as if her body was as light as a feather.

Nancy's greeting made Swana realize that she had been lost in a passionate image with Curtis.

" Y-yeah," Swana answered nervously. She was afraid that Nancy would find her in a strange state. Because, Swana was really in a state of lust because she was imagining Curtis.

"That's good my lady, because the weather is fine. It's a perfect day for tea in the garden or a walk," Nancy said happily.

Swana watched as Nancy got busy. She opened the curtains of the high-curtained, silver-plated window. Sunlight soon came into view and filled her room. The warmth spread and made Swana let out a long sigh.

"Oh. You're right. "

"Well, you're right."

Nancy brought a basin of warm water for Swana. A daily routine that Swana always does to be refreshed.

Usually Swana would feel refreshed after getting water on her face. But this morning she felt different. Swana wanted more than just a face wash, perhaps a bath was what she really needed after what happened to her last night.

"Aunt Nancy, I want a bath," said Swana.

Nancy froze, feeling strange about Swana's unusual behavior.

"Okay, I will prepare it for you."

For some reason Swana wanted to look beautiful and clean when she met Curtis. I don't know where that feeling came from.

Swana began to realize that all she had on her mind was Curtis.

"Aunt Nancy, call Ethan to my room," Swana ordered.

This time Nancy paled and spoke her mind. She could not allow her ladyship to be with such a dangerous slave.

"Miss, that slave is very dangerous. Stop it before you regret it," Nancy said.

"Stop it Aunty. He is Ethan, don't call Ethan a slave anymore," Swana ordered. She did not like Ethan being disrespected.

"Okay, Ethan is very dangerous. So---"

"Auntie, have you forgotten the reason I bought Ethan?"

Nancy wanted to argue but she knew Swana would not listen. So she kept quiet.

Although she wanted to say how scary Ethan was when she escorted him to the room. That man seemed to thirst for blood.

"I know but he's not the right person. I think we need to find another gentler man," Nancy suggested.

Swana was getting tired of Nancy's ramblings. She reiterated her order.

"No, what I want is my slave. So call Ethan," Swana said firmly.

"Yes my lady."

Before Swana got angry, she rushed out of the room.

Actually, the man they were talking about, was on the roof of Swana's room. Curtis initially wanted to sneak into Swana's room but he decided against it because of Nancy's arrival. Who would have thought that Swana would call him before taking a bath.

"I have to go back to my room before I get caught disappearing," Curtis muttered.

He jumped over the roof with ease and landed on the balcony of his room. Ethan hurriedly lay down on the bed. Waiting for Nancy to come and wake him up.

"I can't wait to start that hot lesson with you, my luna mate," Curtis murmured.

Although his whole body was screaming for his luna, Curtis knew he had to hold back. After all, he only had to endure his crazy feelings for Swana for a few minutes. After that, he will make his luna feel the immense pleasure of being the luna of an alpha.

And when there is a knock on the door, Curtis knows that he will get what he wants. He can finally quench his thirst for his luna mate's body.

Tbc

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