The Crown's Entrapment

779  Protect Her

Bella sighed in contentment as she comfortably rested her back on Amon's chest. His arms were possessively wrapped around her waist, and she smiled as she noticed the scent of his arousal in the air. It was times like these that she just loved being a werewolf with heightened senses. Being able to sense her mate's arousal was both fun and arousing, and she would just love to tease him about it and see how he would react.

"You know, I can smell you from here, Amon," she teased him as she craned her neck up to him. "You really can't help yourself, can't you?"

"How can I when you're right in front of me like this?" Amon grunted as he gently squeezed her in his embrace. "You're practically straddling me, and our bodies are rubbing against one another with every move of our horse."

Bella lovingly smiled as she made to squirm her body up against her husband some more. She felt him tense up at the sudden stimulation, and the growing hardness beneath her was more than enough to tell her that what she was doing was working.

"You're making things harder for both of us, Bella," Amon groaned.

"In a literal sense?" she teased further. "I can feel something hardening behind me, after all. Maybe if I did a few more things, things would harden further?"

As if to test out her words, Bella wiggled her buttocks against his growing hardness, Amon's arousal growing ever so aromatic with each second that passed with her constant movements.

"B-Bella," he groaned, his shaft going up to greet her as his grip on her body tightened. "Do you want me to turn this horse around? Because that's exactly what will happen if you continue teasing me like this."

"To be honest, I wouldn't mind us doing exactly that," Bella purred, her arousal growing alongside Amon's as she teased him. "Or maybe we can just get inside a carriage and do the deed while we're moving. That way, we can still keep moving while we're doing all that we can to… satisfy our urges."

Bella didn't know what she was doing, but seeing Amon acting up over her antics was making the fires within her burn ever so hotter. It also didn't help that the scent of his arousal was rising up to her challenge. Then again, that wasn't the only thing that was rising based on how hard he was right behind her.

"You know we can't do that," Amon grumbled. "It's not proper for us to be indulging ourselves when the rest of our people are still busy working to make sure this caravan is moving as planned."

"Aww… Do we really have to stay here to lead them?" Bella half-heartedly pouted. "You would think that being the King would allow you to do whatever you want."

"Well, it's not, and you should get used to being needed by our people," Amon lectured her. "As the monarchs of Helion, we should set a proper example for our people."

Bella nodded as she mulled over his words. While she did say that she would do her best to follow Amon's lead and be a good queen, a part of her still hoped that she'd enjoy herself like what she saw her Queen Xenia did whenever they had free time. Then again, she also saw her friend being busy whenever things actually called for it.

Actually, now that she thought about it, would Helion even accept her as their queen?

"Say, would your people think ill of me if they saw me having fun?" Bella asked. "Would… Would they even accept me as your queen?"

Amon took a small breath before he replied, "Bella, I'm sure they will accept you. If not, then you can simply prove them wrong."

"Prove them wrong?" she couldn't help but ask.

"In the same way that Queen Xenia proved herself to your people, if I recall, you simply have to do the same," Amon advised her. "The people of Helion need good role models, however, so I'm sure that simply being that would be more than enough for most of them to accept you."

"And if not, then I should just work harder to make them accept me, is that it?" Bella chuckled. "I suppose I can do that."

She couldn't help but smile at that piece of advice. She supposed that she would just have to follow her fellow queen and friend's example in that department. She might not do as good a job as Xenia, but maybe her efforts would be more than enough to show her sincerity. If all else, she would do her all to make sure that her efforts would help her new subjects in their efforts to rebuild their lives in their kingdom.

"Don't doubt yourself, Bella. I'm sure you can do it and then some," Amon reassured her. "You don't suppose. You do."

"And I'll do just that," she chuckled. "It's the least I can do, right?"

"That it is…"

They both hummed as they settled to enjoy each other's presence. The silent progress of their caravan echoed through the air, making for a relaxing backdrop as their horse slowly took them to their destination.

Unfortunately, it was during this silent lull that something finally snapped the peace.

"We're under attack!"

The warning of one of their vanguards alerted Bella and she quickly sat up straight. Likewise, she felt Amon stiffen behind her as he quickly took charge of the situation.

"Report!"

Amon's voice pierced through the chaos just as arrows began flying from the few trees around them. All seemed to hit their mark as their soldiers began dropping like flies, all of them defending their liege even as it cost them their lives.

"Bandits!" one of the soldiers replied. "They're coming in from all sides!"

Just as that warning came out, the bandits in question all descended upon them like vultures. With their bows and swords bared, they began their attack with vicious ferocity, slaughtering all in their path as they all seemed to try to cut a path to them.

"Bella, stay here," Amon quickly told her as he got off their horse. "I have to lead the men in their fight."

"I can fight too, you know," Bella replied as she got off the horse as well. "I'm not some woman that needs defending."

"Then you better keep up," Amon warned her as he bared his fists. "I don't want you going too far away from me."

"Got it."

And with that, the fight came underway as Bella tailed behind Amon, her fangs bared as she began her assault on every single bandit that somehow got through their soldiers. With every kill she got, the more she got concerned as their defensive lines fell far too quickly. Obviously, these were no ordinary bandits.

"They're far too strong to be mere bandits," Bella noted as she stained her hands with the blood of yet another bandit. "They shouldn't be this hardy."

"Agreed," Amon grunted as he punched out a bandit of his own. "They clearly had help. Magically, based on what I'm feeling."

Bella could only agree as she followed behind him. Somehow, she had a bad feeling about this, and the only thing she could do was to- "The Queen Mother!"

Her eyes widened as a soldier shouted out the worst possible words they could hear now. Understandably, Amon was quick to move to the carriage containing the older woman.

"What the- Protect her!" Amon hastily ordered.

"There's too many of them!" one of the few soldiers alive desperately shouted out. "We can't hold them off!"

Bella clicked her tongue. "Let's go, Amon!"

Nodding at her, Amon moved forward, and she was about to follow suit when she felt her body freeze. She opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't even make out words.

"Well well… Look what we have here…"

Bella's eyes widened as she heard a familiar voice behind her. In front of her, Amon was already busy defending the Queen Mother's carriage, but his eyes quickly moved to her when he noticed that she wasn't with him.

"Bella!"

"What a surprise, this is!" the man cackled as he waved his arms, his hands crackling with dark magic as he held her in place. "To think that things would be this easy!"

"You! Get away from her!" Amon shouted in rage.

"Or what? I don't think you're in a position to barter," the man scoffed. "There's no way you can stop me! Would you rather your mother die? Or let us have this woman for ourselves?"

Amon seethed in front of her, and Bella knew that she had to do something. She forced herself to speak, hoping that she could at least reveal the man's identity to Amon. She knew that she was gone for now, but she knew that her husband would get her back. "B-Bulun…" she whispered, somehow breaking through the magic holding her back. "B-Bulun! Minister Nasser's right hand!"

"Bella?!" Amon screamed. "Hang on! I'll come and get-"

"N-No!" she screamed back, each word a struggle as she fought against the spell. "D-Defend the Queen Mother!"

"Haha! Listen to her!" Bulun laughed. "At least she knows what she's doing! Now, we'll be on our way then!"

As the battlefield disappeared around her, Bella could only hold onto hope that Amon would connect the dots quickly enough to rescue her. If not, then hopefully she could escape on her own.

Not that she needed to. She was sure that Amon would come for her. All she had to do was wait.