My Majesty
Jealous

Brak!!

Open in a rough way the door of the luxury house was released until it hit the wall far in front of him.

A large white wolf with a gray complexion stepped into the luxurious residence.

Seemed to emit anger both deep blue eyes belonging to the gray white wolf.

^^^London Castle...^^^

Bountiful tears beautiful face and ayu Freya dim expression since moving from the country where the lover lives.

The previously bright heart was cheerful as if it was now cloudy dark mist, even as there were signs of a big storm would hit the mood of the vampire girl.

"Aaaaarrrrggghhhhh!!!"

Srak!! Brak!!

Shouting loudly as if venting anger, Freya who was now in her room destroyed all the neatly arranged items on the table.

"Fe? What's going on, baby?" victor asked, ever since seeing his only daughter return with her dark aura Victor continued to quietly follow where Freya's footsteps were.

"Destroyed Daddy! Stupid freya! Freya is too naive!" sit on your knees facing the window.

"What's? What is broken? You're heartbroken?" ask Victor.

"Yahoo!!! Daddy if you talk like it right! Huuuaaaaaa!!!" she cried hysterically with her face covered.

It is true that many people say, the first love of a girl is with her father, proved Freya more open and comfortable venting and crying in front of the father.

Victor unhesitatingly gave a warm hug to his beautiful daughter, "Daddy told you, didn't he? Baby don't fall in love with the innocent looks of humans out there! They did look good, but his heart." momentarily silent Victor because Freya broke his embrace.

"He's not Daddy's man!" the girl wiped away the tears that had soaked her cheeks.

"Don't tell me he's a werewolf!" that sharp eye Victor laid for his favorite girl.

Shrillly shaking Freya, the girl replied in a soft voice, "No! No, he's not half a dog!"

"Then?" furrowing both of Victor's brows, starting to think hard of the father of three children, how not?

What a creature that has managed to snatch the heart of his daughter, which even the prince of the vampire nation just rejected him outright.

"He's Lord Athan Arrow's son" was wide open at Victor's blood-red eyes.

"Fe! You don't joke with the previous Lord, son!" seriously even full of emphasis Victor when he spoke to the princess.

"Freya seriously Daddy! But already, he has risen, has been great too, has been good at mastering his abilities, at least soon he will be back with his future queen," she said.

Victor stunned with the princess' words, confused, anxious, and afraid to mix into one.

When it comes to loyalty, of course Victor is still loyal to the previous Lord, but where is he? Why if still alive does not appear to reclaim the throne that has been misused by the younger brother.

Afraid, indeed Victor was afraid, if until there was a war between his people which would certainly take many lives including his beloved family, unlike the old brutal dare to bet their lives for the king, which would certainly take many lives, including his beloved family, now there is a responsibility of the heart that makes the right hand of Lord Athan Arrow consider everything a lot.

It may be true again said the people, while the young spirit is always burning, the emotions are flammable, but as adults track, then thoughts and considerations always fill the brain and feelings, and when the, moreover, there are already loved ones who fill their own days.

Amidst Victor's shock, Freya began to fall silent, closed to the two who were still shedding tears, "Fe, Your Majesty is in danger, she was attacked by a witch!" telepathy from Alvin was able to penetrate several miles away.

Open those two blood red eyes, "Daddy! He's in trouble! Freya has to go now!"

A slap!!

Without waiting for an answer from the father, Freya had already disappeared, "Haish, she said she was heartbroken, now hearing that she was injured had just left, you young man!" murmured Victor.

^^^Witch's Residence...^^^

Almero was speechless looking at the large beast that was starting to approach it, the handsome man was caught off guard...

Blast it!! Brak!!

Almero's right chest was successfully attacked by an old witch or Rosalie's mother named Valen.

"How dare you!" the white wolf shouted that was none other than Lovie, the wolf girl jumped up and bit the waist of the old woman.

There was a fierce fight between Lovie and Valen, and at that time Freya came like a wind that grabbed the body of the Master who was abundant in blood.

The breach of Valen's magical fence that makes Freya's body feel heated, "Fe! You okay?" ask Alan.

Really Alan and Alvin worried about the condition of the brother who desperate to enter the luxurious residence without the invitation of the homeowner.

Breathing hunting, Freya did not immediately answer the question from the brother, he instead looked worried about Benjamin Almero who was still in his arms.

"Master? You all right? Why did he follow that girl? Will it be like this?!" freya nagged when she saw the red netra Almero open slanted.

"Did your ability disappear when you saw a pretty girl?" again Almero just stared as his favorite girl continued to babble.

"Basic of the basket! What all this time I was not satisfied in.." stopped Freya's words when Almero's burly hands pulled the nape of the chatty girl and put their lips together.

Alan and Alvin looked away from the couple, "This is crazy! Fortunately he was the King!" alvin closed his eyes.

"God, what is this view? Even I haven't felt it yet, why did my sister come first?! It's lucky he's the son of the previous Lord!" Alan muttered inwardly with a lowered gaze, even he turned his back to Freya and Almero.

Slowly Almero broke the brief kiss, "Can you just shut up? You're not doing well, honey, you've been struck by an old witch's spell!" lirih Almero who saw Freya's face began to blush.

"Yes I know! You think I'm as stupid as you?!" cetus with a look.. Seen Almero pulled one end of his lips, it was certain that the look of the face was understood by Freya what she meant.

"Don't expect it! I'm still disappointed in your attitude!" cetus Freya stood up and let Almero lay on the ground.

"You think you can get away from me?!" almero said by grabbing Freya's arm, then...

A slap!!!

Taking the beloved girl to his father's old castle, upon arrival, Freya still with her hands gripped by Almero kept trying to let go.

"Beyond Sir!" his yell.

Almero pulled Freya's waist up until now the bodies of the two were crammed together, "Don't expect!" the whisper was right next to Freya's ear.

"Ahhh.." writhing Freya's hot body that was originally on the surface of the skin now began to penetrate and make the girl almost lost control.

"Why? You're enjoying this, aren't you?" whispered Almero, "But sir, your chest?" with a gasp of breath Freya worried about Almero's wounds.

"You forgot or what? My ability is much better now, that little cut will not affect our activities, dear," hearing that Freya with her strength managed to escape the clutches of Almero's hands and...

Brrrared!!!

Torn in the clothes that Almero was wearing and sure enough Freya did not get the slightest wound there.

There were no wounds, but only the muscular muscles that adorn the chest and sixpack stomach, without realizing it, the lentic fingers were stroking and enjoying the beautiful scenery.

"Have not been timid" whispered Almero, then he lifted Freya's chin, then the fresh red lips began to fuse, frowning gently and increasingly aggressively.

Starting to heat up the two, losing control this time Freya who is more domineering because of the effects of the spell that controls him, until the limp both now collapsed on the white sofa.

After more than half an hour Freya regained consciousness, she woke up and fixed her clothes with just one swipe and also her spell reading.

The sring!!

Beautiful and elegant again, the girl rose and died Almero who was still sound on the soft white sofa...