"W..what?" Fiona stammered groggily as the sudden panic brought her completely out of her slumber.The slave girl gulped, her body tensed and she looked scared. It was obvious she is human."Prince Dexter has asked for your presence. You must hurry or he'll kill me for taking too long," She said, panicking.Fiona took in a shuddering breath. Hurrying to the cupboard she grabbed the clothes before she stepped into the restroom and washed up, changing her clothes she stepped out making a braid on her long tresses but she has no band to tie it up as she let it be."Let's go," the girl said as she dashed out of the room and Fiona was right behind her. Her heartbeat accelerated as she followed the girl through the long hallways.If she gets lost in this place. She was sure it would take her days to find her room back."What's your name?" The girl asked, still walking ahead of her."Fiona," She replied. The slave girl was a few inches taller than Fiona and had big brown eyes which were full
Fiona took in a shaky breath as her clasp on the knife tightened to such an extent that her knuckles and the skin under her nails turned white.She chewed on her bottom lip before glancing at Hailey who looked horrified. Benjamin was holding her in front of him while securing her arms painfully behind her back to keep her in place."Go ahead, don't make me wait long." Dexter mused shoving a spoon in his mouth as he focused on his breakfast. She couldn't move her eyes away from trembling Hailey. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and she looked terrified. The looks on the other staff were calm but their eyes held fear, which meant such a thing must be an everyday occurrence and why not, their Prince was an absolute psycho."P...please," Hailey whimpered and Fiona gulped the lump of emotions down her throat. This crazy man must be out of his mind if he thinks Fiona would kill one of her kind. If humans won't stick together then these vultures would eat them alive.She glanced at Dext
Fiona wiped her tears with her arm, sniffing. Her hand was hurting so badly and the pain was clamoring all through her arm.She glanced up at how her fingers were twisted and had turned blue. She didn't know for how long she was standing there on her toes. If she dropped her weight to the balls of her feet, her wrists got stretched and it feels like they'll be ripped away from her arms.Her legs were trembling for such a long time as she tried to stay strong and not lose consciousness.It was after what felt like hours, the door creaked open and she groggily opened her eyes to find Adrian staring at her with a tense expression. His eyes fell on her hand before he breathed in deeply."Guard," He barked as a guard dashed inside. "Untie that," He muttered pointing somewhere as he walked to Fiona. Just as the guard unbind the rope her body slacked and she fell forward but Adrian held her delicate frame.He gently pulled her hands down and the guard untied the rope. "It's your first day an
"What are you waiting for?" A hushed whisper close to her ear brought her out of her trance as she flinched away from Adrian who inclined his head towards the table.Gulping the nervousness down her throat she ambled forward and quietly sat two seats away from the King. It was odd how she felt like she was committing a crime sitting at the same table with the king.She stared at the warm delicious food on her plate which at least three people could eat. She snuck a glance at the King who was eating quietly and by the looks of it, the King has a huge appetite just like his son, Dexter.She didn't even want to think about that bastard. He broke her fingers. It was too painful. She was still contemplating whether to eat or not as millions of thoughts raked through her head.What if he wants to punish her for the stunt she tried to pull on Dexter yesterday? "Not hungry or the food is not to your taste?" The King asked and she forced her eyes to stay on the food.Swallowing down the nervou
She thought she didn't have to see this collar again but she was wrong. Adrian stepped closer before he put the collar on her neck and she had to curl her fingers into fists to stop herself from pushing the collar off her.He grabbed her leash but didn't yank at it. "Come on," He said, motioning for her to follow him.She quietly walked behind him as he went into the same wing where her room is. Her heartbeat quickened when they passed by her room and then took another small set of stairs before coming to a halt in front of a huge mahogany door.The door itself exuded darkness. Sweat broke through on her forehead and she breathed in deeply to calm her erratic pulse down but it wasn't in her control. She hasn't felt this anxious since the time she was betrayed. There was no denying that she was scared. Adrian inhaled deeply and then without a knock he opened the door. Her eyes widened at the act of his disrespect and she wanted to stop him from opening the door before he spoke up. "He
The cold water cascaded down her body and icy chills of frost rose up her spine. "Cold... cold...cold." She hushed a whisper, stepping away from the icy downpour. The woman turned it off and her shoulders dropped, wrapping her arms around herself. She grabbed the towel and wrapped it around her drenched frame.Wiping her face she turned around only to freeze on her spot as all the blood drained out of her face. Her heartbeat shot to a reckless pace when her terror-stricken eyes locked with the most ominous amber pools.No ounce of expression marred his face. Those icy pits of blazing fire appraised her drenched frame. And then she noticed it. The slight twitch of his jaw sends her heart into an overdrive of trepidation.With hands balled into tight fists, she clenched the towel tight around her trembling form. Her breaths fastened when those murky eyes yet again set on hers. Hatred."What the f*ck are you doing here?" The snarl that rips through the tightened air laces her skin with
By the mighty prince's order, she was put in that small cage. Fiona could easily stand inside but she couldn't lie with her legs straight. It has a small width so if she has to lie down she must curl up.The gracious Prince didn't bother to show his face and she was happy about it. The room was warm and the traitor Adrian had put a mattress inside the cage for her. It wasn't thick, comfy, and new but still, she appreciated it because it would keep her safe from the cold floor, he also provided her with a blanket and changed the temperature setting, and switched on the heat. She was thankful and slowly felt the blood returning to her icy hands and feet. She cupped the tip of her nose to warn it up.She hoped that they had set the cage on the fur carpet. It was so warm and fuzzy.After food and the medicines which Adrian got for her cold. She felt a lot better and especially, the absence of the scary Lycan was calming.Two days passed smoothly. The healer had tended to her hand twice an
Fiona made her way into the attached room. It was a storage room. Tsking, she stepped out wondering where the quarters of the maids were.She flinched badly before crouching down behind a counter at a breakneck speed when she saw a guard walking past the doorway. Her heart thumped in her ears and she chided herself for her urgency to escape.Once sure that no one was in sight she hurried to the door with the intent to escape back to her room.If she got caught, Adrian might get punished as well because he didn't lock her room. Despite everything that guy had tended to her after both the Princes punished her. She believed the King had ordered him to look after her.She poked her head out of the door before peeking to her right and left. Once sure the coast was clear, she made a beeline to the stairs. Just when she was about to step on the third stair a calloused hand clamped on her mouth and she was yanked back.Breath got knocked out of her when her body collided with a hard wall. She