Chapter 87
Josie’s POV
Where am I wonder, danding in front of a strange tower made of bricks.
A very strange tower somewhere on an island.
Voices echo..
My heart thunders and breathing becomes difficult.
Guards in various tunic dresses and what appears to be a sword walk by. Even though I’m standing amidst them, they don’t appear to be seeing me
A string of pam pierces through me and I cry out, my fert’hearly buckling but the guards don’t hear
With a slice of pam. 1 step forward, following the guards through the large gates that lead to the tower. The guards‘ faces are covered, making me unable to identify if I know anyone.
Walking into the grounds of the tower feels like I’ve stepped into another world, different from the one outside of the tower.
Women, men, and children fill the ground, walking about their activities
Some bear shopping baskets. Some have baskets full of fruits and vegetables.
Where is this!
The more I penetrate into the tower grounds, the more pain I feel.
Where am I
Why can’t anyone see me?
Who owns this tower?
I can’t fashion out answers to satisfy my curious mind. Only pains that are making me double over in tears
My weak legs manage to take further steps into the ground.
My hair falls into my face, blocking my vision.
I whisper a breath, wanting to push the stray hair strand away because I can’t even lift my fingers
Suddenly, a bell rings out and everyone pauses, their heads bow.
A strange voice pierces the air
“Oh hail the grand lord of Aurea. The messenger herald.
Who is the grand lord? I think to myself as pain slashes through me again
My goddess, where is this?
Worry clogs my throat and I clutch my hand over my burning throat.
The sound of footfalls fills the air, coming from the first flour of the tower.
I throw my eyes around, wanting to understand what’s happening.
In that moment of confusion and fear, 1 see a huge figure in a red robe adorned with gold embroidery appear before the
crowd.
As the figure gazes down, I realize it’s a male but not an ordinary one.
A male with the face of…a demon!
Screams tear from my lips and I spring up from my bed. The same pain I felt in the dream follows me here.
I can’t breathe, it’s as if someone holds my heart and lungs in a vise grip.
Frantically. I dart my hands around my body and that’s when I see my hands glowing with blue light.
“What is this? It’s just like that night at the club. Like what happened to me when Dahlia attacked me is happening again.” I mutter under my breath as 1 inspect my hands.
The blue light shines so bright, it’s as if my hands are transparent
On a whim, I rise from the bed and rush to the mirror.
Looking at myself, I see my eyes glowing too. Even amidst the pain, I feel strange energy running through me.
What in the goddess’s name is going on? I think inwardly, watching myself as I transform into my wolf forms and fall heavily on the floor.
Quickly, blackness falls into my vision
Diego’s POV
Panting. I spring up from the bed as pain makes its way into me.
It’s happening. The Night Of Pain.
This can only mean the enchanter is manifesting her powers tonight.
Wherever she is, she must be in pains as well.
If she was here, it’s my duty as the beta and her future mate to tame her pains through .
This is how it’s been for centuries in our pack. The enchanter and the beta form a bond that will unite the pack. Bring good fortune and…long life.
But she isn’t here.
I grunt at the spear of pain in my abdomen, down to my manhood
A sudden urge to drive into a warm pussy overcomes me.
My cock stands erect through the duvet
“Shit!” I curse long and hard. The goddess should at least go easy on me. I can’t survive such an urge for sex and not have the enchanter to drive into
From the distance, I can hear the growls and grunts of other pack members.
I’m sure they already know the cause of it. The enchanter. Their leader. The descendant of the moon goddess.
Surprisingly, tonight is also a full moon. I can hear some howls of the pack members, praising the moon goddess for providing their true alpha female.
The electric sensation has me throwing my head back on the headboard as I breathe heavily.
My cock needs agent attention. a clit to rub on and get satisfied.
Not getting any, I reach my hands beneath the drape and palm my manhood.
A hushed grunt leaves my lips as I begin stroking myself, welcoming the slices of pleasure.
The sweetness of the strokes drives me insane. But it’s not as near sweet as being balls–deep in a woman’s cleft. A woman’s house of warmth and sweetness,
But the problem is that tonight, I won’t be allowed to take another pussy. The pack forbids it.
So this is a pain I have to endure alone until tomorrow.
Sometimes this manifestation causes women to go into heat, making them crave what pleasure a man can offer just like I’m craving now.
“Fuck“” I moan, teasing myself into pleasure.
My dick keeps twitching jerking in my palms as I tap my hands over it.
It grows larger with every stroke and my balls become tight.
“Goddess!” I grunt, slapping my cock into my right hand, my head spiraling.
Precum fills the tip of my cock, rolling down the girth of my manhood.
Fuck, pleasure has never been this suffocating before. I stroke harder and jerk harder until my balls draw tighter.
Reaching the peak of pleasure, I spasm as I cum all over the sheets
Taking a moment’s break, I collect myself before waking away from the room.
The packed house is in full swing.
The guards have most of the servants pinned to the wall, rutting into their wornanhood.
Moans, fill the air as everyone seeks relief from the pain through
Some of the guards have their hands pinned on one of the servant’s naked breasts, and their waist, giving them the opportunity to ram deeper into the servant’s .
“Ewwww..” moans of pain mixed with pleasure harass my ears.
The scent of musk and splash through my nose. The sounds of cocks pounding hard into pussies become music to
ears.
I weave through the hallway, going to that particular chamber I’m sure every councilman is in.
my
Fluttering the door open, my eyes fall on the table where slaves and mates of the councilmen are sprawled. Their legs were thrown wide, allowing the men to stand between their legs, slapping their cocks over their throbbing pussies.
“Ohhhh….yes…yes..my lord, give me more…” The slaves wail in pleasure and pain likewise the mates.
I stand by the corner, watching the feast of pleasure. Watching as hungry dicks make their way into welcoming pussy.
Just as it was in the hallway, sounds of phallus on cunts fill the air.
It takes a moment for the feast to end The councilmen spill their seed on the women’s hole, panting.
After that, the women flee, leaving only us.
“It’s been years since l’have had such amazing . Thanks to the enchanter wherever she is Mr. Gonzalo says, sinking into a
seat.
“I second that, Gonzalo. It makes me think this new enchanter might possess more than one power. Fridolf adds.
“You think so?” I blurt stepping further into the room.
“Yes, bets Diego. The surge of pain and power hit differently. It has never happened since the history of this pack.” Gonzalo
states.
The room gets filled with hushed whispers following Gonzalo’s words.
“What Gonzalo said is true, councilman. The sorcerer’s voice fills the room before she enters.
Dressed casually, one would hardly believe she’s our pack’s witch.
“Care to explain, Marylin?” I ask, wanting clarity.
“The enchanter possesses healing ability and seer skills. One that has never happened before. But I must tell you, when not taught how to control her powers, her healing abilities can also lead to death especially when she’s consumed by anger.
“How do we find her?” Fridolf asks, tensed.
“I don’t know, my people. What I do know is that it’s time she returns to the pack and fulfills her responsibilities.”
I nod just as everyone watches me.
“That said. When shall the hunt for the enchanter begin?” I ask even when I don’t want to.
But this is about my responsibility. A task I have undertaken as the beta of the Double Moon pack.
TBC.
