Chapter Six - Know your place

Chapter Six – Know your place

~•MOBALI•~

I growl in outrage, slamming him to the other side of the room, still tied to the chair, blood oozing out of his forehead.

“You don't get to ask the questions, warden,” Kenan says to him, pulling his chair up and putting it in place.

“Your Majesty, please,” he begged, it sounded like music to my ears.

“So, what did you do to her?”

“What?”

“Explain it to me,” I demand.

“I pushed her to the wall…”

“Pushed her? With what?”

“With m-my hands.” I stared at the tray of torture devices.

“Which hand?”

“Huh?”

“Which hand was that?” I asked again, “m-my right hand”

I hummed, picking up a silver axe and turning towards him.

I slammed the axe into his wrists, cutting off his right hand in the process.

“Ahh!!!” He screamed, squirming in anguish as the silver seeped into his open wound.

I passed the axe to Kenan, who cleaned it with a cloth, placing the axe back in its position.

“Your majesty please, if I had known she was your mate, I wouldn't have touched her, I swear.” He whines, muffling a cry.

“I gave an order, that no harm should come to any of the she-wolves captured from the defeated pack, whether she was my mate or not, you disobeyed that order,” I said tauntingly.

He shakes his head, “I'm sorry, I just-.”

His jaw moves to try to find the right words, but can't.

“So, what happened next?”

“I asked her to shut the fuck up, and I called her a bitch.”

“What else?”

“I kicked her to the ground and slammed her back into the cell.”

Irritated, I picked a silver-coated knife. I look over to Kenan who nods, walking to the warden and jabbing his mouth wide open.

I pull out his tongue, slowly ting it. Not only that, but I threw the gland into the trash, watching as he choked on his blood.

I wasn't done with him, I picked up a knife that had been on fire for an hour now. Likewise, I stabbed his feet as he writhed in pain.

He couldn't yell or scream, hot tears poured out of his eyes.

I made marks all over his body, he shook in agony, squirming and sobbing.

“Hang him,” I say to Kenan who smirks, loosening the warden and putting a rope over his neck.

He pulls the rope as the warden chokes him, and blood pools around his mouth while he suffocates.

“Release him.” Kenan lets go of the rope, making the warden land on the cold floor.

He tries to crawl away and I step on his hand-less limb.

Blood gurgling, he cried out, making me feel complacent.

“I'm letting you live, not out of pity, but as a warning to others, Too bad you live but don't get to 'tell' the tale,” I say to him, his head hanging low.

“Know your place, warden, Bloody mess.”

“I'll get him and this place cleaned up,” Kenan suggests, and I walk out of the dungeon breathing fresh air.

I recollect that there is a she-wolf in my chambers who are 'supposed' to be my second chance mate.

And I don't want one.

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The conference hall was unsettled as all the council members discussed the Supreme Alpha King's second chance mate.

As I stepped into the hall, everywhere went silent, not even a pin drop could be heard.

“The moon goddess has remembered the Crescent Hills Tribe today by sending us another Luna!” One of the council members spoke.

“Finally, we can have an heir to the throne!” Another spoke up.

I rubbed my temples, “I do not want a mate,”

All eyes turned in my direction, silence taking over the room again.

“Your majesty it is essential to have a Luna, it will strengthen our pack and also secure our throne. Besides this isn't random choosing the moon goddess gave you a second chance mate, you cannot reject that.” The Supreme Zeta, Rowan Michelson, spoke up with some council members nodding.

“I agree with Sir Rowan, the tribe really needs a mother figure,” another council member said.

I sigh, standing up and facing the long glass windows, staring at the central city. I do not want a second chance mate, in couldn't bring myself to loving someone else or even having an heir with them, my heart only belongs to one, and she is gone.

“Please consider it, your majesty!” Sir Rowan yells, bowing to me.

“Please consider it, your majesty!” The majority of the council members joined Rowan bowing, while those not in favor stood on their feet.

“Fine, for the good of the tribe and kingdom.”

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I barged into my chambers, looking around to see a maid helping Aret, wrapping a towel around her head.

“I can do it myself,”

“No, Luna, let me.” The maid retorted, Aret sighs.

She looks into the mirror seeing my presence “supreme alpha,” she greets bowing her head, the maid doing the same.

“Leave us,”

The maid scurried out of the room, closing the door on her way out.

I could sense the fear and nervousness around Aret as sweat trickled down her forehead.

I placed my hand on her chin, raising it forward.

“I don't want you.”

She gasps, her blue eyes widening in the process.

“I don't want you and I certainly do not want a mate either, but the moon goddess has decided to terrorize me.” I snapped at her, making her flinch.

“But my council members think it would be good for the tribe and kingdom to have a Luna, and I will always do what's best for the kingdom.”

She tries to take her chin off my hands, which I let go of.

“A personal maid will be assigned to you, and you will be directed to your chambers.”

I say about to walk out, “I am not accepting you as my mate, but as the Luna of the tribe, the supreme Luna of the werewolf kingdom, I expect you to adapt to your position, beta's daughter.”

I knew she was the daughter of the beta from the defeated tribe. One of the reasons that made me accept her.

“Bu-”

“Know your place,”

With that said, I walk out of the room.