Call of the Wild
Copyright© 2025 by EVHayes720
Chapter 10: (Niko)
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 10: (Niko) - Following a traumatic accident, Kal returns home with a gap in his memories. Strange dreams plague him as uncontrollable urges begin to rise.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Teenagers Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Mystery Paranormal Were animal Sister Cream Pie First Oral Sex
Sitting upon a throne of knotted trees, bright green leaves surrounding him like a halo against the cloudless sky, Niko sat as his true self, awaiting news from his subordinates. While he’d done the hard part of narrowing down the field to a handful of possible candidates, he couldn’t be everywhere at once. Relegating curated lists to his underlings, ever mindful of double agents Elina, his father, or the other families had planted, he’d sent them off to dig into the whereabouts of those individuals of particular note.
So far, of the five that could be this newly awakened Freiji, three had come back as duds.
Niko watched through his sentry’s eyes as the mottled black and grey wolf crossed into his territory, Maria’s familiar shape moving quickly with purpose.
It seemed that the long search had finally come to an end.
Niko awoke from his wanderings in the other realm on his bed, the silken canopy waving softly in the light breeze coming from the open window. Light streamed in from the afternoon sun reflecting off the myriad of crystal vases, polished mirrors and gleaming veneer on every piece of expensive furniture. His father’s snobbish attitude of anything modern meant each piece had to be antique; a fossil trapped in the past ... just like him.
Arising from his bed and donning his jacket, Niko grumbled at the old traditions his father still insisted on keeping. Formalwear anytime not in his private chamber, a sharply dressed attendant to announce him, even saying grace to the elders twice a day. Locked in their rules and laws to a fault, the older generations were completely unwilling to adapt to the modern world.
Buttoning his jacket, Niko put it out of his mind. It wouldn’t be a problem for much longer.
With a few steps, he was at his desk, and with a few strokes of his pen, he’d captured everything his father would need to know about the new Freiji poised to catapult Niko to the top.
“Your grace,” a new maid greeted him as he stepped from his room, bowing perfectly at ninety degrees, her hair barely moving from the tight bun she’d put it up in. “Will you be needing something?”
“I’ll be speaking with my father,” Niko said, continuing down the hall as the maid hurried after him. “And have someone prepare the jet. I’ll be flying to America shortly.”
“Yes, your grace,” she said before rushing off ahead of him. This one was already better than the last.
Niko moved along the cavernous and gilded halls of the mansion, the keen veneer of grandeur no longer as alluring as they had been decades ago. Able to name each and every painted portrait hung in ostentatious gold-trimming, even able to list their accomplishments and genealogy, hardly seemed a useful skill, though his father had long insisted upon knowing it all. Much of his childhood had been such, molded into a proper heir.
Well, that day had finally come.
With the folded paper in his breast pocket, his father would have no choice but to name him the heir. If he still held any compunction about it, Elina’s actions would certainly sway him. Either way, this battle was over.
Niko’s steps halted at the grand double doors of his sister’s suite, the opportunity far too tempting to pass up.
“Your grace?” Elina’s maid asked, moving to announce him, though Niko just pushed past her and threw the doors open, just as Elina always did.
Ah, so that’s what that felt like.
Leaving the poor flustered maid behind, Niko barged into the richly appointed suite, the echoes of those doors perpetuating throughout the cavernous rooms.
“Dear sister,” Niko called sweetly, though his grin likely belied the tone. “Your brother calls. Where, oh where, could you be at this hour?”
The bedroom doors swinging wide as he pushed them open, Niko found Elina lying on her bed in perfect repose. As though awaiting her prince charming to wake her with a kiss, her hands lay folded elegantly over her flat stomach, her silvery tresses spread all around her.
Sitting on the bed beside her, Niko sank into the overstuffed mattress. Smoothing the hair from her delicate face, he leaned over her, his victorious grin never leaving his face.
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