Whore of the Werewolf Billionaire

(Told in 3rd POV)

200 years ago...

"You shall be the Alpha if something ever happens to me or to my son before he turns eighteen..." Those words reverberated in Rowan's ears as he inched his ears closer to the wall. His father is talking to Beta Geoffrey just a day before the night of his eighteenth birthday.

Rowan does not know what to feel. He feels excited because his birthday is nearing. But he also feels pressured because, anytime, his father can replace him if Rowan disappoints the current Alpha.

It's as if everything he has waited for years and years of his life will be taken away in a blink of an eye.

Rowan put a hand to his chest, where his throbbing heart is caged within him: scared but eager. Frantic, he climbed to the peak of Selena's Wall, where the view in the city of Moonburn as well as the secret village of Stella's Soul can be both seen. Rowan drank in the taste of full moon night; crisp and cool, those feelings lightened the emotions wrapping tightly in his heart like a ribbon. Delicious light of the sky prompts him to moon-bath, and took off his shirt.

Slowly, Rowan Moonstorm took off his clothes until his upper torso was wholly drenched by moonbeams, not even an inch hidden from the touch of the night.

'If only I could shift into my wolf form...' He wished as he put his two hands under his head as his face looked up to the night above.

Under the sea of stars like in a sleeping position, Rowan turned to his side, to where the bright city of Moonburn is situated.

A faint light in the distance captured his attention, as well as the sound of horses

neighing and a woman's cry for help.

"Help! Help! My horseman fainted!" Rowan's nose flared, sniffing the air. "Alcohol," he murmured.

With his werewolf strength, though not as strong with the ones that have wolves, Rowan Moonstorm climbed down from Selena's Wall and onto the ground of the Misty Forest, landing on both of his feet like a cat.

"Need help?" His sweaty chest glints by the light of the first full moon night, making the woman shriek louder.

"How dare you, sir! You need to put your clothes on or "

"I don't have clothes," Rowan stalked nearer, the darkness of his hair becoming brighter

as he stepped out of the light.

"Are you lost too?" The woman curtsied towards her, handing him a coat to cover his bare six-pack abs.

"No." He said firmly. "I live here."

"Oh..." The woman looks as if to try to grab back the fur coat from him.

"Locals said there had been werewolf sightings in this place," he can see the shivers barking in her body. "But I don't believe in that stuff, not even ghouls or ghosts. We are just lost and-" she stopped as the horseman began to snore. The woman laughed breathily, nervously. "He's just drunk," Rowan snapped. Her face full of make-up was oozing with embarrassment. "Just head straight in the right and you will find your way to the road and out of the Misty Forest."

She looked at where he was pointing, curly hair wobbling as she whipped her head. "Misty Forest? Is that what this forest is called?"

But no one answered her back. She looked around, and only mist stretched far in the empty space.

"Wake up!" She pinched the man's neck and he woke up. But the light in their carriage was its turn to sleep.

"I think we will be heading out on the road without lights, Madam." "Hush, you "

Howling. She heard howling. They heard howling.

"Is that..."

The howling was followed by vigorous barking.

The horseman's eyes went wide. Cold sweats streaming down her face.

"We should get out of here."

"Yeah, you should." Rowan growled from behind. His growl sounds more monstrous than he expected as he hides in the cloak of mist.

neigh.

"AHHH!" The woman and the horseman sprinted away, whip echoing with every horse's

"That was fun," he bit his lower lip before traversing back to his home.

"You look amused, son." His father, Alpha Karin beamed at him by the doorway, the lamp tacked

in the wall with the scent of honey wax candle melting at the either side of the door greeting his

nose.

"I was just out for a walk in the Misty Forest."

  "And what is that feminine scent?" His father raised a brow, smirking unwaveringly.   'Oh Selena...' Rowan mused.

"Is it the same woman?"

Rowan nodded. "Yes. The same woman who keeps on getting strayed in our forest."

; "The Misty Forest you mean? It is not our forest. No one owns the forest but nature herself."

"Of course, you have lectured that to me all the time," Rowan could not keep his eyes rolling whenever his father would tend to be a preacher of Philosophy rather than a pack leader.

"Anyway. Just make haste and go clean yourself. Join me for dinner afterwards."

;

"Yes, father," Rowan curtsied to a bow.

; "Don't let the food wait for you!" Alpha Karin's voice thundered in the air.

"Of course, he would say that." Rowan sighed as he shook his head, stalking towards the

lake to bathe in moon water.

***   "It's cold."

Rowan lifted his feet from the surface of the Luna's Lake, almost hesitant to take a bath under the light of the moon when a hand, light and with dainty fingers settled on his shoulders. "It's only cold when your body is not on the water itself. Try going a bit further and sink into the lake up to your neck. The coldness will vanish instantly, I promise."

His eyes narrowed at the High Priestess, whose flowing white dress that did not so much cover her bosom was now wet when she stepped on to the water.

"Come on!" Eliane turned towards Rowan, whose cheeks heated for a bit, gaping at the woman who he only saw as nothing more but the High Priestess of Stella's Soul.

But now...Rowan Moonstorm now sees her as a woman—as a blooming young woman with delicate features and body so beckoning for a young man like him.     For a man like him.

Eliane's flowing white dress, which honestly did not so much cover her breasts and body, was now wet when he stepped on to the water.

"Come on!" Eliane turns towards Rowan, who wiped the sweat on his brows. His eyes did not look away from the High Priestess.

  "She's beautiful." Rowan's muscle tensed as he whispered it to the night. "Thank Selena, she can't hear me."

; "Come now, Rowan! It's not that cold," Eliane shouted. Her hair and face now utterly wet with the lake's waters.

As Rowan walked into the water, half of his body devoured by the lake's coldness, he splashed water at her when he reached Eliane and the latter countered.

And they stopped when their gaze locked at each other. Something sparkled between

those gaze. Something unexpected and forbidden. Yet, inevitable.

    "Eliane..."

    "Rowan."

  And so they are consumed by their bodies' yearning for each other under the light

of the dead of night.

***

"What took you so long to bathe?" His father, Alpha Karin, sniffed the air as Rowan was about to enter their abode.

"I-I got so much pondering in the lake because of the coolness of the waters. That's why I did not notice the time I had already consumed."

Alpha Karin's eyes only narrowed as if he did not believe his son. "And how about the lesson that the Priestess Eliane taught you about riding a woman? Is that included in the time it took you to 'ponder'?" His father asked with a wolfish grin, ivory teeth shimmering in the light of the candles.

  Rowan swore there was an unspeakable emotion in his eyes that made Alpha Karin's grin become a smirk.

He beamed back at him but his father's gaze fell on the untied pants and the jerking of his manhood. "Put on some proper clothes. We have important matters to discuss at the dining table."

Then silence befall between them. The crickets' nightly song was the only thing that disturbed the quietude as Rowan slid to his room, the candle flickering and dancing amidst the dimness for his father had left him to light the other candles all by himself again.

'If father can light all the candles in the house with one wave of a hand, why leave me to light my room's candles all by myself?' Rowan mused; brows meeting in that question that was never answered no matter how many times he tried to think of it.

But Rowan's father always said to him why he does that: discipline. Alpha Karin trained his own son, the future Alpha of the strongest pack in Stella's Soul as a disciplined, not only a son, but as

a werewolf under the blessing of Selena, Stella, and Aurora.

"Does it really take you ten minutes to change your clothes?"

Rowan only sucked a breath before sitting across his father. "You only lit one candle in my room. What do you think I did with the rest of my seven minutes?"

Karin would often describe his son as rebellious. But Rowan only brushed it away and insisted that it was him being a perfectionist.

A smile made its way on his father's face. But he only snorted, rolling his eyes. "I'm glad you're becoming more like me," his father added.

"More like an Alpha." Rowan's voice thundered, "Not all Alphas are like you," he snarled like an actual wolf. But Alpha Karin just waved a hand in his direction.

"What is it that you want to say to me earlier before you bathe in the lake?"

'And made love with our High Priestess...' was what the Alpha wanted to say further. But he only stopped at the words hanging in his tongue since he wants his own son to admit it: that Rowan and High Priestess Eliane let their bodies become one under the witness of Mother Moon.

"I already found a woman to be 'sacrificed' to me."

Karin raised a brow. "Good. I thought you would never think about that, considering it was you who caught the bouquet of flowers during the wedding four years ago. I almost stopped you at that time but I realized you are already fourteen," Karin paused to emphasize his amused expressions to his son. "And you will be eighteen by tomorrow." His father then smirked; it's more of a pat in the back than a sardonic one.

"Who is she then?" His father brought another piece of honey-roasted rabbit meat to his mouth. Rowan cleared his throat before answering, but his eyes are still on his fresh sliced honeydews. "The one I met today. It was the same lady."

"Which of them?"

Rowan bit his lip to refrain from reacting too much. "The mortal beyond the wall, of course." Alpha Karin only pursed his lips as if he doesn't believe his son entirely. Rowan, on the other hand, has a knot of muscles at the right side of his jaws pulsed.

"We'll 'arrange' for her as soon as you turn eighteen. Remember, traditions require you to approach the sacrificed in your wolf form." His father made that last sentence clear and vivid: Alpha Karin Moonstorm does not want his son to have no wolf.

Rowan nodded, this time he's staring straight at his father. Though he's only curious and doesn't really want to ask that question, his curiosity takes hold of his tongue. "And what if I don't have a wolf, Father?"

The Alpha halted, utensils clunking when they were suddenly put down. "Can you call a storm as one when there is no rain?"

Rowan squared his shoulders. "Well thunderstorms, in some cases, doesn't often have rains so

"You already know what's the answer to that, Rowan. A werewolf without a wolf is as good as mortals." Rowan's gaze slid to their butler. He didn't so much react even when their butler, the son of his father's brother and Rowan's cousin, is one that his father hates very much-a werewolf without a wolf.

A werewolf who can mimic a howl but can never bark like the Alphas.

But Rowan saw his cousin's throat bobbing, the only reaction he got from his uncle.

If there is one thing Rowan is afraid the most, it's having no wolf when he turned eighteen. "Why does the Goddess bless others with so much power while some didn't even have an ember of that gift? Isn't that unfair on some of our kind's part? Not to mention it's so disappointing and distressing for them..."noveldrama

Alpha Karin eyed him, one that could cut his soul in half. His father exhaled through his nose, wiping his mouth with the table napkin. "Save your questions tomorrow." His hand squeezed Rowan's free hand. "I know you would never disappoint me, would you?"

It took five seconds before he answered. "No son would ever wish to cause chagrin to his father." Rowan's words echoed in his own mind, in the very core of his heart.

'I will have a wolf,' he declared to himself. Rowan prayed to the Trinity Goddess and wished for

the mighty stars brightly shining above that at least one of them would listen to this desire. His

desire.

"I will have a wolf, Father."

Alpha Karin only beamed at him before digging in the bowl of fresh strawberry ice cream.