Chapter 3 Long Nigth

Harlan was transfixed, he couldn't open the conversation. Sicily's innocent face was able to hypnotize his soul until only his two eyeballs were rolling. "Huft, how her aura imprisons my soul."

"Sir, what do you want?" asked Sicily.

"Tonight you are mine!"

Sicily flailed her arms around looking for Harlan, she waved but he remained silent. Only footsteps were heard by the young woman's sense of hearing. Sicily's body began to tremble, her fingers pressed closer together to find a grip.

Sicily understood the words spoken by the man in front of her. For this reason, she slowly got up from her position and tried to sit down. However, burly hands gripped both shoulders and pressed her to sit down.

"Sir, please tell me what this is all about?"

"I want you, tonight!"

Harlan immediately placed his lips on her luscious lips and began to sip. Sicily was silent, she was still surprised by Harlan's sudden touch. Even though she was blind, Sicily could still smell the wolf scent on the man's body in front of her. "Is it nearing the perfect full moon that this man is so lustful?"

Sicily couldn't move, her body was pinned down and Harlan slowly began to remove the cloth covering her body. Sicily screamed and struggled to break free from Harlan's confinement.

However, Sicily's strength was nothing to the young wolf. Ferociously ripping off the young woman's dress. Harlan swept the white neck with his long tongue. As time passed, the moonlight began to shine.

"You are mine, Blind Girl!"

"No, don't!" Sicily continued to rebel by moving her head to the right and left.

Harlan continued to play with Sicily's body until something ran through her body. Harlan was enjoying his woman's smooth body so much, the incline after incline was arousing his lust.

The moonlight that entered through the gap fell on the bodies of the two until finally they turned into a pair of wolves. The change made their bed even more violent.

Sicily, who felt a strange sensation starting to spread throughout her body, let out a long howl. Vice versa with Harlan. Their long howls made the other wolves fall silent.

The natural atmosphere became tense, the black aura felt so thick. While the blood of the virgin wolf flowed soaking the earth, at that moment two beams of light shot through the chests of the two wolves.

Without them realizing it, there was a pair of eyes that had been watching the struggle. However, that figure was just silent as if waiting for time. After a long struggle, both of their bodies drooped helplessly.

That moment was used by the peeping figure to run to the bed. Sicily's body was grabbed by him naked without a piece of cloth. Sicily's weak body was thrown unceremoniously in the pigsty, after which she was left uncovered.

Morning began to greet us with warm sunshine. Harlan room was already in order, as the young man came out of the bathroom with a wet body.

"What about the girl last night, Uncle? Did you carry out my orders?"

"Don't worry, everything went as we planned. What about the power Azim promised you, Harlan?" asked Piter.

Harlan snorted softly, there was a note of disappointment in that breath. His employer's attitude made Piter feel guilty until the question arose could his prophecy be wrong?

The old man who had grown accustomed to the Alpha wolf's life became hesitant about his decision. However, Azim's seduction some time ago had blinded his way of thinking. "If things don't work out... it's my fault, sir!

"Don't take it so seriously. I'm going to see that blind girl!" After saying that, Harlan stepped away from the piter who stood dumbfounded.

"If there's no reaction, why is the aura emanating from her body starting to differ? Maybe it still takes time for the two powers to adjust," Piter monologued.

Harlan continued to walk towards the pigsty located far from the main house. His gaze immediately fell on the uncovered body huddled amongst the mud and dry straw.

Without mercy, Harlan pulled roughly on Sicily's wrist, startling the young woman into trying to get away. However, all her efforts were in vain. Harlan's strength was greater than her energy, which had been drained overnight.

"Sir, where are you taking me?" asked Sicily in a sad tone.

"Don't ask too many questions, you're my slave now, remember that!"

Harlan continued to drag Sicily until he stopped at an open-air shower where his employees used to bathe the pigs to be slaughtered. Coincidentally, all the employees were off at that time, so Harlan was free to bathe Sicily.

The muddy body was beginning to clear, the spotless skin glowing in the morning sun, which sent Harlan's arousal into overdrive. In a state of consciousness, the man again explodes his lust in the open.

Sicily just stood still without being able to resist, at this time her strength was still not at its maximum so even to rebel she was not able to. Last night's struggle was only done for the achievement of wolf strength, this morning was purely an exhibition of lustful desire.

Harlan explored Sicily's innocent body long enough for her to cry out for mercy. However, all the mature girl's words were ignored.

"You are my slave, so obey all my wishes, Sicily!" said Harlan.

"But, this hurts too much, Master. Why does it have to be like this, isn't it enough to just mark me?" railed Sicily through the pain.

Harlan dumped Sicily's innocent body unceremoniously after all he had done. He also threw Sicily some simple clothes.

"Put this on, clean yourself here. Then walk straight ahead. In 20 steps, you'll find the kitchen door to my house. Make me breakfast. Understood!"

"Understood, sir."

After hearing Sicily's reply, the man walked away from the woman who had become a slave. Her face was glowing, but her strength had yet to be revived.

Harlan no longer cared about the promise of Azim, the ruler of the wolf realm. The young man only wanted the pleasure of his first intercourse. The explosion after explosion in his body while doing so made his soul have a lot of energy.

"Is this the result of virgin wolf blood? Do I have to fulfil all these desires? Aish," Harlan muttered as he brushed his wet hair back.

In the original spot, Sicily was cleaning her body from the remnants of a one-sided struggle. The young woman looked terrible, with many bruises on her body. Her delicate fingers began to clean the body with tears in their eyes.

"What did I do wrong in the past to make my life so painful? Don't I have the right to live freely?"

After feeling clean, Sicily stepped as directed by the man who claimed to be named Harlan. His steps were counted until he reached 20 steps. Then her hand stretched out to see what was in front of her.

"Right, this is the door. That means that man isn't fooling me anymore."