The door was shut right before my eyes, the impact nearly knocking me off my feet. My heart drummed hard, my feet staggering seeming like the exhaustion taking another turn. I turned, my body swinging as I stumbled away.
My eyes could see the large golden pillars with the high ceilings which had painted wolves like angels yet too tired to even pay much attention. There was a dark door which I went through to pause; the breath knocked out of me. It was a garden. It was a very large garden with beautiful flowers and tree climbers all over the black tiles. The floor was of stone pebbles not sure if they were real or fake. It was so beautiful but looking even further in I saw the golden tub that was so large it could accommodate so many people. If it was not for the fact that I felt so faint I would have marveled at such beauty. I already knew I would spend so much time there.
My head turned, seeing the large shower that had so many shower heads which were blinking the color green. It lighted up the whole bathroom making it dim so you did not even have to turn on the lights. Towels were hung on wooden hangers, grey with a golden brand Which was a crown in the center of a circle.
The pebbles under my feet were warm, a therapy for me as my feet were aching in a way I had never imagined they could ache. My t-shirt was pulled off along with my bra and underwear. The shower had shelves in one corner with products on them and as I took them in hand realized they were female products. I turned with the hair shampoo in hand. I twisted some shower handles, water immediately spraying on me as I adjusted them to the right temperature. It was the best feeling ever, the relief washing over me nearly having me orgasm where I was.
I rolled my shoulders back, stretching and turning with the water drumming on my skin leaving it clean. The hair shampoo was brought to hand, pouring it on my palm to dig my hands in my hair, rubbing it. Nothing but foam covered my hair, the smell one that I loved very much. My hair felt silky like pearls.
The water washed away the shampoo, it falling on my skin.
I turned, taking the face wash and washing my face a couple of times until my skin was slippery and silky in a way it had never been before. The body wash was taken, pouring it on a wash cloth to wash away all the dirt that had been left. After which I scrubbed ,with a scrub brush, my armpits which were stinking so bad, giving them a good scrub.
In no time I was sated, clean to the best of my bathing capabilities. I washed my underwear, and hung it not sure if I would get any other but really my underwear needed burning. My teeth were brushed and I was out of the bathroom.
My feet carried me back to the room. The towel that wrapped my body was left on a tub chair by the bed only to collapse on the large bed fit for royalty. It was as if I had fell on the largest bird wings. I shifted and pulled back the sheets to slip inside and that was the last thing I remember before everything went black.
I never dreamed; dreams were things I heard others talk about. I wished to dream but all that waited for me in my sleep was dark matter swirling all before my eyes. It was as if slipping inside a cocoon to be healed and reborn. I felt as if the darkness was sinking into my pores, my mouth, hair and every part of me as I turned around in it. It was truly something that was relaxing but what I would do to dream because maybe just maybe I would dream of my true parents, maybe I would dream of the home that I had been taken from.
The darkness stirred all around me, a sound pulling from me with my body turning around in the silky sheets, them falling away from my body, the cold air kissing my skin leaving it covered by goose bumps.
My eyes flickered open to stare directly into golden ones. My breath was knocked away, the king frowning with me pulling away just a little and I knew my eyes were filled with nothing but dark matter. I closed them, taking a deep breath, feeling the darkness subside in me and when I opened them again, they were red. His face was cold, no kindness in there, no care or even lust in those eyes that stared back at me.
“What are you?” He asked, his voice so deep it had chills run down my body, a shiver leaving goosebumps and all hair on my skin soaring.
His face was caged by the darkness, his eyes shining brighter than I could recall. He had a scar running down his left side, it calling to me with my fingers itching to rub on it. My nipples went hard, probably from the cold as my body went hot and cold.
“I don’t know your highness. I wish I did.” I spoke out, my voice soft, filled with bits and pieces of sleep. My eyes closed to open, the exhaustion still there, pulling me back to my darkness slowly but surely.
The king was seated upon the edge of the bed right next to my naked body.
Realization had my face red where I was, naked under him but he seemed not to care as he frowned from my words.
“And I don’t have the time nor patience to find out.” He said coldly, the ache straight to my heart as I swallowed. I blinked, him still there.
His arm came under me, my eyes going wide on what he was doing.
The moment our skin touched it felt like something I had not felt before. I had actually thought about this while on my way to him. I had thought about the fact that we would have to share a marital bed. It was something I knew very little about but how excited I was to finally be able to do it. How excited I was that I would mate with someone. I thought I never would. Who would want me really? I watched older girls mate and start families of their own when I was young. Elissa always said I would never be loved by anyone, that I would never be worth anything to anyone but there I was about to be someone’s mate. A king on top of all of that.
It was a dream coming true for me. We would be bonded forever, connected to him in a way no one else would be. It was a connection thicker than blood, forged deep in his heart to love even when nothing but hate surrounds him.
My body woke to him, my chest out, my eyes closing from anticipation as there was this energy around me that buzzed; it was the excitement. I felt his own heat, feeling it seep into me as my skin touched his bare skin. He was wearing nothing but shorts, his chest on mine with mine on his. My breasts pressed on him, a shock going down my body loving every part of his chest. I was too taken to even wonder on all the scars that littered his body, my eyes rolling back with his head on my neck.
He was going to mark me. My heart drummed hard, the blood rushing all over my body as his scent clouded all of me, nearly pulling a moan from me but I held it in. It was confusing though because most said mates mark each other while doing the sexual act of making love to each other but he would mark me without it. I hoped it would not hurt for I was too weak to take more pain.
My arm went around his shoulder, holding to him for support and strength.
His skin was burning hot, his lips on my neck as my whole body buzzed, so sweet I wanted to shift around. They were soft on me and warm, just taking me to the skies where nothing but bliss filled.
He seemed to hesitate yet I could wait, I would wait all he needed for this. I suddenly jumped in his arms as his teeth sank in deep.
I cried out, his teeth through my veins with blood flowing down, feeling it litter my body. The pain was too much, my eyes wide open as I tried to pull away from him but he held me to him, sinking even deeper until he hit the bone.
It was agony, it was the worst pain I had ever felt. It was pain so deep I felt like my soul was tearing apart right inside of me. My spine hurt, my neck in flames. I could not even scream, my throat filled with blood, it coming up and down my mouth. I choked on it, tears streaming down.
Nothing could help me, in nothing but horror.
He drew back his teeth and it was even worse, more blood rushing out from the holes he had left in me. I cried and cried, my fingers digging and clawing at him. He was spitting my blood on me, over and over as if it was burning him as even my darkness forsake me. I felt it stir, filling my body as if to swallow me whole. I let it, the thing I had been fighting all my life to keep down was suddenly not that scary. I just needed help, any help. The darkness came hard, as if something in me burst as my back arched, my chest pushed out to collapse and up then again. My eyes closed and opened knowing they were totally dark.
The king dropped my body as if it was burning him, my body hitting the bed as I tried to hold on to him but he let go and stepped away. I was drowning, drowning in my own blood. I coughed it all out, turning and puking it all over the sheets. The sheets were left black, nothing but my black blood spilling out, feeling the life drain out of me.
More pain came hard, worse than before. I cried out loud, cried as if a starved child. Nothing but pain with me shaking so bad on the bed, shaking so much the bed shook with me. My eyes opened, seeing the king standing away staring down at me, no emotions on his face as I begged him with my eyes to help but he just stood.
A knock came at the door, my eyes closing to open as a man walked in to the room.
“Your majesty, we have to go, the troops have met a problem.”
“Where is the pack doctor?” The king, his eyes holding mine, crying out where I was and rolling.
“He just ran out to the troops; the rogues jumped out along the way.” The man said with my mind shutting down just there and then.
I needed him, goddess I needed him.
I heard a sigh and I knew, I just knew.
My body turned where I was, facing down to fall silent with my teeth clenched, the pain leaving me pale as everything rang all around me. All parts of my body were in fire, burning in a way that brought nothing but more blood out of my mouth. It was a horror story for me, the worst night of my life. I cried even harder as I heard the door close shut, knowing that in that room; in that very room where the king marked me as his, I was left alone to die.
I thought he would come back, I prayed for him to come back, begged with all I had in me for him to come back but he never did. He left me alone to die in my pain, with it burying me whole. It buried me so deep I got paralyzed. I could not move, I could barely blink, my body just quivering in pain with it so pale.And it was in that dark night that it happened. I felt it as it happened. My eyes closed, a prayer said out in the air with my heart slowing down until everything went black.Nothing but darkness, my body swirling all around it as it sipped into me. Was I dead? I thought I was but it did not feel like I was dead. Time went on, knowing the days were passing as I swirled in darkness. It was as if I was alive but dead at the same time. I could feel what was happening all around my body yet I could not interact with the living. My body just lay there, still, not even sure if I was breathing. A man kept coming, questioning what was wron
The door opened, my head held high, walking out of there not as a girl, not as a stranger who did not know where she belonged. I was walking out of there as a Luna, as a woman who was willing to fight for the life she deserved. My hair was bouncing up and down, my body swaying side to side with my pumps clicking on the floor, the sound echoing all over the area. I walked to the magical thing and pressed the arrow that pointed down to wait for the doors to open as we had with the beta. The doors finally opened with me getting in. The doors closed and I stood there waiting but they opened again yet still I was in the floor I had been in with it not moving. I frowned, the thing ruining my debut killer bitch mood. I sighed, seeing more buttons that had me frown. I decided to press the number one. The doors closed again, the thing moving. My eyes went wide, looking around the reflective glass seeing myself. The red just
I cried, all I had told myself washing away leaving me feeling so scared and so pathetic. My life seemed to be going even worse than before. Who was I kidding, dreaming of a better future? Who was I, thinking I could make a life in this place? My knees were up, my head on them, just lying there with my head pounding so much. I could hear people walking around, talking; talking about me, about my failed pathetic attempt to try take a stand.I shook my head, cold and exhausted but I could not walk out of there. I wished the beta was there to cover me with his blanket and hide me away from all his people. They were cruel, a thousand miles away and still they were cruel. All the way, I ran here to be met with nothing but hate. The anger just nearly had me exploding but it only led to more tears. I was ashamed to walk out of there.I wiped my tears, getting myself together making sure I looked a bit presentable.The door was
They stood up one after the other, asking for me to excuse them but I could see it was in a mocking way. I had stood up for myself but why did it feel as if I had done something wrong. There was just this sinking feeling in me that I had went overboard, my head throbbing as I watched them all get up and walk out of there, leaving their plates full of food.I did not show all this grief I was feeling, my face indifferent, trying to pull a stoic mask over my face.The door closed with a bang, my head snapping to it, finding it closed then I stared right back at the table, finding everyone gone with just the man that had strangled me left.I huffed, standing up with my plate to get some food in me before I fainted. There was a lot of meat but I did get some eggs with a green salad and tuna. I sat down, feeling the eyes of the man on me, watching my every move. My head turned to stare at him.“I do
I spent the whole day there. The warriors trained day and night, they had shifts for training. The first batch got in from morning to take a break at lunch then back at it till the sun set with the other batch clogging in when the sun set. I found myself closing my book to watch them and it was truly a sight to see. My body itched to try all they were doing but I had to hold myself back for who knew how they would react. I was just counting down the hours, so excited to get to my room and do all I had observed. My photographic memory made it so clear for me when I recalled how something was done.The smile on my face was bright, seeing as if something was finally happening for me. I understood why most of the men were like beasts. Their training was demanding, it was as if they were training animals. My eyes went even wider as I watched with time passing. Some ran away and I heard they were running climb the mountain. In my head I was recalling that long mountai
I made my way down stairs, my hair floating behind me. I wore a pair of black jeans with a turtle neck rusty long-sleeved top and a pair of black sneakers. My face had some work done, putting some color into it with a nude color gloss that just tied the whole look perfectly. My bracelet was slipped on along with a necklace.“Good morning.” I greeted everyone I came across as they snickered with some just turning and making their way to wherever they were going. My book was in hand, a book on the deep politics of the werewolf community. I had never felt so educated in my whole life. I felt as if I was a library, just packed with information but sadly I could not share all the information with anyone.My hands pushed the doors wide open to the dining room. I was set on starting up a conversation, complementing some people, hoping my smile would dazzle some of them and they would see that I was not that bad.To
“She is a witch; she wants to kill us.” One shot.“She was laughing, she wants to kill us all in this pack. First Sandy, who is next, who is next?” Another came through, the crowd roaring.“She is a witch, look at her, what more evidence do you need!”“I say burn her!”“I did not do anything.” I kept saying over and over again, my voice drowned by all those that were screaming and shouting, shouting for my blood.“I did not do anything.”“Burn her, burn her!”“Burn her.”“I DID NOT DO ANYTHING!” I screamed with my ears left ringing where I was.I was held by two warriors, their nails digging in my skin for it to heal and break again. Their grip was firm, sure my skin would be left bruised an
They threw me in my room and left me there. I woke up lying in bed with nothing but darkness filling the room. I knew there were guards outside my door, making sure I did not walk out of there.I just folded myself in a ball and lay there staring into space. My back was on fire. The skin had healed and closed back up but the pain was as if it was bare, as if someone was pouring salt on the wound and just setting it alight. The tears streamed down my face, falling on my pillows until it was just wet all over where my head lay. I did not belong in this world; I did not belong with these people and they would kill me.Run.I was tired.I fell in and out of consciousness, my body taking time to recover, feeling beyond exhausted. I felt so weak, could barely walk to the bathroom to take a shower but I did.Leggings were pulled on, the windows shut along with the curtains, the ro