Miranda's POV
"stupid dumb motherfuckers, how could you have left him there, where the fuck is he right now?" I snared at the stupid werewolf hunters who I gave the simple task of eliminating the bastard.
How could they have been so clumsy to leave his dead body out in the open?
It's been two good weeks since I told them to find the remains of the bastard, two good weeks and they came back with nothing. How the hell am I even sure that he is dead.
"I'm sorry ma, we thought that leaving his body for the wild beast to clean up would be a perfect idea and that might have been what happened," one of the hunters said in a calm submissive voice.
"you should have waited for that to happen to make certain that it did happen and not make up mere assumptions" I scolded them as if they were kids.
I was so freaking furious, a little mistake can ruin everything I have worked so hard for over the years to build. I do know for sure that with the amount of wolfsbane that was used on him, it would be impossible for him to survive, he has to be a god to survive that.
But still, there was this tiny part of me that was scared of the unknown, I wish someone could just get me his head, heart, or anything to calm my troubled mind.
"I will advise that you guys disappear for now, till we know for sure that the bastard is truly dead, but be prepared for any eventuality," I said to the hunters.
They all nodded in agreement before they left my office. As soon as they went out of the office, Richard came in. His ego is a bit hurt as he sees me sitting on the king's chair, his expression was quick to change to normal as he made known the reason he was there to see me.
"Still no word about Kyle's whereabouts," he said with his head bent in frustration.
it seems the moon goddess decided to pay me a little bad visit today. First, it is the bastard that seems to have disappeared into thin air, and please I do not want to be fooled with mere assumptions. for all I care, the bastard is alive somewhere, and I will not rest till I have seen his head or something that proves to me that he is indeed dead.
"You see what your foolishness has caused, of all nights to bring home a slut, you picked a night that you had a date with your Destiny," I scolded Richard who looked like some piece of shit.
He is so lucky that this moment that he is my son, else I would have punished him severely for what he has caused. I can't believe his stupid mistake is about ruining all my plans.
"I didn't know she would get so angry to the extent of leaving the Packhouse, I never thought my actions could hurt her much, I mean she didn't look like she cared that much" he explained.
"Well let's hope for your sake that she shows up or we find another witch to give you a baby hybrid, You can tell the guards to extend the search to human territories, she might be hiding there, put up a huge sum of reward for anyone that can find her, humans love money and won't mind selling their soul to the devil to have it," I said to Richard, he nodded his head and was about leaving when Black entered the office.
Black is a vicious and powerful leader of a rogue gang that has been working with me for some time now. He has been my right-hand man for many years. One thing I like about him is that he delivers any assignment given to him and his gang.
I wished I asked him to do the job of handling the bastard, he would have done a clean job and I wouldn't be this worried.
"Richard, leave," I said to Richard who seem to have locked eyes with Black in a daring manner for a couple of seconds. I know Richard is concerned about the number of strange faces that have been coming in and out of the palace.
I am afraid I can do little or nothing about it for now, with the bastard gone, the park needs protection. We have been receiving threats from other ambitious alphas wanting to come and claim the king's seat.
I am not about letting anyone take what rightfully belongs to me, to Richard my son. That is the only reason I had not killed that useless fool. Should anything thing happen to the king before I complete the rituals, then we are doomed. Richard left reluctantly slamming the door behind him, after giving a final suspicious look from Black to me,
"I heard you were worried," Black said as he walked casually around the office.
Black has very strong and intimidating personality traits. He is tall with even-toned abs that have been heavily adorned in tattoos. every nerve in his body seems to flex at his every move, his general demeanor screams dangerous, crazy, rough, awesome sex, just how I like it.
I have secretly been fantasying what an awesome experiencedit would be to fuck him. Thinking of it alone has my pussy twitching in expectation.
"Who wouldn't be, they can't find me anything to prove that he is truly dead," I said twisting my neck to release the tension that I was suddenly having there.
"It seems I spoiled you with the little gift I usually bring to you after every assignment," he said with a teasing smile playing around his side lips.
“I wished you were the one I asked to complete the job,"
"Why didn't you ask me to,”
"I already gave you a job that you completed just fine, I mean it's thanks to you that nobody is asking after the bastard because they all think that he fled the pack after killing Peter,"
"Your ex-mate,"
"Oh please," I said rolling my eyes sluttingly, letting out a puff sound. Other than my wolf missing the idiot, I have no regret whatsoever.
"You are looking beautiful today" Black said seductively, I knew where this was headed and I wanted to see how good he would feel inside if me.
"Tell me more about it" I said seductively placing my legs on the table while batting my eyes.
"I don't want to tell you, I want to show you how beautiful you are if you let me" he said standing and resting his back on the door.
"And who is stopping you?"
He locked the door, with the key that was dangling from it, before walking over to where I sat. He searched mine eyes for some sort of authorization, he must have seen it after a while as he kneels to kiss my feet.
He sucked my toes while keeping a steady eye contact, when he was done his lips moved closer to my thighs. Pushing up my dress up to my waistline, he plucked out my panties that were already damped in my juices.
He teased my Clint with his fingers a bit before inserting one of his fingers deep into my ocean of sinfulness.
“You are wet, your Highness," he said thrusting his now five fingers in and out of me vigorously, I tried muffling the moans that felt like they were going to explode from my throat.
I couldn't help it any longer as I exploded in his fingers.
Good girl, my turn now,” he said as he zips down his jeans to bring out his harden flesh which was the longest and biggest I had ever seen.
He smirked as my surprised look. And before I could tell what was happening he carried me off the chair, with my both legs spreading across his shoulders.
He guided his throbbing rock into my pussy and started penetrating me easy and slowly at first, but he picked up pace and starts slamming my pussy against his dick very fast and hard.
I didn't bother about who could hear me or who could not, as i found myself moaning uncontrollably to his sweet torture.
I could feel his rock in my womb every time he thrust and it was both painful and sweet. I closed my eyes to see myself in cloud eleven and just when I thought he can't cum, he exploded all his juices inside of me.
“Tell me what you and you will have it at your feet,” he said, clinging tightly to my body as he kept filling me up.
“ Bring me the bastard, dead or alive” I whispered to his ears while biting softly on it.